⤷"ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴀɴ ᴇxᴄᴇᴘᴛɪᴏɴ"
never would cho y/n have imagined herself to be involved in some mafia business. her life changed from one moment to another.
sometimes the will to help can put you in quite a bad situation.
-ᴍᴀꜰɪᴀ ᴀᴜ
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hwang...
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WHEN i woke up, my head was pounding. my body was aching everywhere. i opened my eyes and struggled while trying to sit up. i felt disgusting. my hair was a mess, my make-up was still on and i was still in the clothes from the day yuqi and i were visiting that cafe. how much time had even passed since then?
grey walls greeted me. where even was i? the last thing i could remember was a quite muscular man dragging me in a van. i recall his name was mingi. wasn't there a girl too? my memory was such a blur right now.
in the room i was in wasn't much. a bed, a carpet and a lamp. oh yeah, and handcuffs to keep me restricted. there were a few spider webs on the wall which honestly wasn't all that nice to know. the room appeared to be one that hadn't been cleaned in a long while. there was a window which if you looked through showed you a wall of another building. to sum it up, it was all very depressing.
i noticed that for some reason i still had my phone on me.
the first thing i did? call the police, obviously. i didn't know where i was and i honestly wasn't interested in staying here.
i dialed the number and pressed the phone against my right ear hoping to hear a cop's voice on the other end. to my dismay, i had no signal. fuck. i probably should've known that it wasn't going to be that easy.
