Vincenzo

Part 3

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I woke up with a massive headache, must've been the after effects of a hangover.

Honestly, I was so embarrassed about what happened that I drunk to forget. I'm not sure if anyone even went home. Sitting up in my bed I notice that my rooms completely messed up.

What happened last night? I held my head with a groan trying to remember the events.

𝐅𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐁𝐚𝐜𝐤

"Chug, chug, chug, chug!" Everyone chanted, including myself. We were drinking since of course, Chef toto had brought drinks. The monks were only laughing at us and drinking something they brought themselves.

"Y/N, your turn." Larry Kang smiled handing me a bottle. "How could I say no, hm?" I smiled taking it from his hands.

"Chug..Chug, chug, chug!" They chanted again, I poured whatever amount I could and gulped as fast as I could. Taking a breath I was half way there, then I finished after repeating the process.

Lee Cheol-Wook whistled, "Y/N you're fast! Teach me some day," He put his arm around my shoulder shaking me. "I'll have to think about that, it's not easy teaching idiots," I smirked. Holding the arm from over my shoulder. "Oh really! I should go all martial arts on you!" I smiled. "I know more than you," I pulled his arm almost making him flip over.

"Hey, Y/N, Cheol-Wook. Stop fighting before I get mad!" Ahn Gi seok put her hands on her hips. "Yes mother!" I forced Cheol-Wook to stand straight. I gave her a beam of smile and put my thumbs up, making her smile back.

In fact, she really isn't my mom. She's more of a foster mother. Ever since my biological mom died she was always there and when my relationship with my father went downhill, Cheol-Wook took over.
I still call my father my father but Cheol-Wook is more of a god father or so. But since I was a kid i'd hang over with them and whenever we could, go to the dojo. They both taught me to fight.

I smiled remembering all the good moments with these two, But I shook it away. "Let's get more drinks!" I yelled, having everyone else cheer in response.

𝐄𝐧𝐝 𝐎𝐟 𝐅𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤

"Augh," I groaned, remembering bits and pieces slowly. I hugged my knees.
Remembering another moment.

𝐅𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐁𝐚𝐜𝐤

"Wait," I held (Ahn) Gi-seoks hand before she went up the stairs, "If someone were to.. wanna lock you up, or when your asleep say things like... Oh how I love, you. It can drive me crazy.. The fact that one day I might have kill you. You shouldn't mess with Babel my love," I squeezed her hand. When Jun-Woo stopped the car I was awake. I wanted to scare him but then he said creepy things, I had to memorize every word.

"I mean, that's weird. If the person and I have mutual love for each-other and they say this," She furrowed her brows, "I'd break up with them, or ghost them," She smiled. "Why?"

"Nothing. It's some video I found." I released my grip off her hand and smiled, "Let's go." I walked in-front of her and pulled her up.

𝐄𝐧𝐝 𝐎𝐟 𝐅𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐁𝐚𝐜𝐤

Who would just say something like that? He didn't sound like the Jun-Woo I know at all. There's something odd about this. I was biting my lip in frustration.

One day of missed work won't matter, i'll go and bother my dad instead. I got up and went to change.

Yawning while doing so, I went to the bathroom. I turned the faucet on and brushed my teeth, dancing to music in my mind.

Spitting out the leftover toothpaste, I washed my mouth and opened a drawer where my Hair brush was.

Messing with my hair before brushing it, I smiled in the mirror. Then thought about that man at Dads house.

"He was fine ass hell, I won't lie." I mumbled, raising my eyebrows. "He seems rich, he was wearing Bolralro, I think it was called?" I squinted. Stopping my hand from brushing my hair, "Ah—Boolaroo!" I snapped my fingers falling back. Putting my hairbrush back I walked out the bathroom.
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This outfits cute, I was wearing [Favortie shirt], That's [Favorite Colour] and the pants [Favorite bottoms].
[ Something Author would wear, if you want to go ahead ]

I smiled, confidence is key in life. Without it, there's no life to live.

I skipped over to my kitchen almost falling. "WHAT THE HELL?!" I screamed in shock, "What?" My father shook his head.

"So i'm not welcome but you supposedly are." He rolled his eyes.
"Well I announce myself, Father." My eye twitched. I continued my walk and sat at the counter. "You make food?" I smiled, "For me, yes." He delivered a sarcastic smile bad.

"Asshole," I mumbled making his head snap back, "What was that?" He turned his head and put his ear near my mouth. "Say it again, I ain't hear you!" He smacked my hand.

"I said dassle." I held the hand he smacked, frowning. "Yeah right. I may be old but my hearings still in tact, you got that!" He turned back to his route.

You rolled your eyes. The room got quiet now. "..Dad," I layed back, "Don't call me that." He replied but I ignored it, "Who was that man again from your house that day?" I looked at him.

"I already explained this. But whatever, He'd Vincenzo Cassano. He's from italy and he basically bought the building.. I think," he mumbled the last part. "Oh right."

"Why, you like him? You know wha-"

"Stop! I was just wondering, god you're so weird Dad." I jumped off my seat and took my keys off the counter walking out the house.
"Hey! I'm not even weird, and I told you to stop calling me that, I disowned you!" He went on his toes and yelled this making me shake my head.

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