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His face drained of every color and he noticed Yunho's gaze on him as he quickly grabbed his phone and stood up. He tried not to look suspicious so he gave them a small smile and excused himself.

"What do you want?" The hand, Wooyoung was holding the phone with, was trembling as he glanced around him to make sure no one was there to listen. He stood outside and the wind aggressively threw his hair together, but he couldn't care less.

"Now that's not how you should speak to me, is it? You should be thankful for such opportunity," he laughed out and Wooyoung felt himself get irritated.

"You should be, but I think you forgot about our deal while you were in there. I didn't hear anything from you, so I have to consider bringing your broth-,"

"No! No no, I didn't forget anything," he breathlessly cut him off and glanced around one more time.

"So tell me. Any new information you have for me?" Wooyoung closed his eyes and tried to take a deep breath. He knew he would call him either way some time, but now that he is in that position, it was hard to really do this.

So was he really going to expose everything? Wooyoung but back a sigh. There was no going back, gaining San's trust or lying to himself that he was doing everything for justice. There was nothing as horrible as to become one of those people and he clenched his eyes shut one more time. His grip on the phone tightened and he felt his heart beat picking up its pace.

But it all didn't matter more than Kyungmin.

He opened his eyes in determination and took a breath before starting.

"Actually, I meant to call you. I think this one will be interesting for you...," he trailed off and told him everything they had found out about him and their future plans. He had an empty gaze and felt nothing, but he was sure once the reality of what he did kicks in, all he would feel was guilt.

The man laughed at him through the phone and Wooyoung dropped his gaze to the floor. He hated bringing joy to this man, but there was nothing he could do.

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For the rest of the day, he wouldn't look san in the eyes or really talk to him. Sometimes he could feel san's questioning gaze on him, analyzing his moves and behaviors and the whole day it caused him to feel on edge. He was so tensed that he could feel his muscles beginning to ache.

It's okay, he told himself, when he shortly closed his eyes.

"Are you okay?" Yunho suddenly asked form his place. He had been noticing his behavior, too and glancing at him from time to time. San's gaze immediately shot up, continuing his analysis of Wooyoung.

"Yeah, just tired I guess," he brushed off with a small smile. Yunho gave him an understanding look and he felt guilt rising in him again.

Please don't look at me like that, I don't deserve any kindness, he averted his gaze and looked down to his fingers.

"I think you can go home, you worked hard for today," yunho said and looked at San, only to catch him averting his gaze immediately like he was caught doing something wrong. "You too, San," he glanced between both of them and turned to Wooyoung again.

"Did you come with a car?" It took a while for Wooyoung to answer and there was a long silence before Yunho called him again.

"Oh- no, I walk here or sometimes if I'm early enough I take the bus," he noticed Yunho glancing between them and he looked at San for a moment. He was typing something and acting busy, but he could see from the reflection of the shelf's glass doors that he was typing random letters.