3. Close-Call

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Yeonjun was checking himself in the mirror. He looked like a completely different person, and he was sure no one would recognize him. Wearing a black suit, with a white buttoned shirt underneath, a bow tie, and dress shoes, Yeonjun had never felt this confident. His blonde hair was the main component, even his friend, Wooyoung, couldn't recognize him through video call. 

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"Dude, who even are you!"

"I'm LITERALLY Yeonjun!"

"I know, but I don't know!"

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After making sure he had everything he needed, he unlatched the trapdoor from their locks and climbed out. This night would be a lot more than just a night to eavesdrop.

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Yeonjun was walking the path to the Royale Palace. There were tons of people walking up the path, wearing big dresses and expensive suits. Yeonjun fit right in, and he felt good.

Only that didn't last for long, as he heard three guys not too far away from him whispering about him. It seemed like they knew he was Yeonjun, but also weren't quite sure.

"Well, that isn't very good." Yeonjun mumbled under his breath, moving towards the three guys talking behind his back. "Hey guys, can we have a little talk together for a little?" With his friendliest voice and biggest smile, Yeonjun asked the three guys to talk somewhere private. "Uh, sure but make it quick." The biggest of the three guys spoke in a confused manner, and just like that, Yeonjun had brought them far into the land full of trees. 

"Now, this'll be quick and easy, just don't move." With the taser Yeonjun had stuck into his suit, he had tased  the first guy that was in front of him. Of course, the other two immediately started screaming and trying to run away, but Yeonjun had done this enough not to be alarmed by this. He quickly fixed the taser and shot the two other guys. 

Yes, Yeonjun could have just killed the three guys, but he wasn't that heartless. He'd never actually killed anyone before, maybe tortured them until close to death, but never killed anyone. This wasn't an exception, and he wanted to keep it that way.

The guys would soon be able to get up and be able to move again, because Yeonjun thought they didn't deserve any knife stabs. They probably would tattle to others about what happened, but he was sure they wouldn't be able to describe him so easily out of pure shock, so he wasn't worried. So, he acted like nothing ever happened, and moved his way out of the forest and back to walking to the Royale Palace. 

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"Welcome!"

Yeonjun immediately felt like the whole world had stopped. Who was he? Why couldn't Yeonjun stop looking at him?

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