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I was painting a picture. The picture was a painting of you. And for a moment I thought you were here. But then again, it wasn't true.
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[Beomgyu Pov]
What would a cop do? He's readying his gun?! Wait... it's not a gun but a phone... there's something wrong...with this cop!
Why is he taking his phone out? Is he someone with phone abilities? The door was opened but not from the outside but from inside. The person opening the door was none other than.... Dad.
"Dad...?" I was too stunned to speak anything.
"What's going on? You'd better explain." The cop questioned looking at dad then at me.
"Sorry, sir. It's just a prank I'm playing on my son. I wanted to give him a surprise." Dad explained but... I don't believe it.
A surprise...?
"In that case, I'll be leaving. Do not make fake reports in the future, or you'll be in serious trouble."
"Alright, Alright. My son has caused some trouble, sorry. As an apology, how about coming inside for some tea?" Dad offered him with a smile.
"No, I'll be going now." The cop walked away rejecting him.
Dad pulled me inside the house. There's something really strange going on here.
The cleaning lady?! Collapsed on the floor like a dead person earlier. What the hell is going on?
"Hey...." I called out him who was walking towards the kitchen.
"Who are you?" I questioned being suspicious.
"Stop joking around. I'm your father----"
"ENOUGH!! He wouldn't visit me all of a sudden, nor smile at me! Much less telling someone that I'm his son." I yelled while facing him. He had a creepy smile plastered on his face.
"Oh, I see. Your relationship was that bad?" He paused while thinking about something. "Or... perhaps... you were abandoned because you're an illegitimate child? Since your father is the president of the Ai family group, after all..... how could someone so successful tolerate a stigma. Unfortunately I could've dealt with that cop if he had come in as well. It might be rude asking for something like this in our first meeting--- but I still have a lot of people to take care of, so----- please disappear now." He yelled the last sentence with much more aggression in his tone while pointing his gun towards me.
