annara sumanara (min-hyuk x y/n)

6.

Ha-na dangled a pen drive attached to a keychain in front of my desk, clinking it to get our attention.

Il-Deung and I looked up in unison and started at the little red thing.

"What's that?" I asked.

Ha-na smirked and waved it closer to my face, "oh this? Just proof that the magician you've been hanging around is a murderer..."

Il-Deung's head shot up as he glared at the brunette who was smiling cheekily at the both of us.

"I told you this before shut the fuck up about things you have no ide-" he started.

"Oh but I do. If you don't believe, take a nice long watch at this." She said, slamming the pen drive onto our table and walking away.

Him and I looked at each other in utter confusion.

(time skip)

Na Il-Deung and I were sitting in a darkened computer lab, the curtains drawn and the light from the screen burning my eyes.

I inserted the pen drive and took a deep breath before hitting play. The screen blinked once and switched to a familiar dim room.

It was Min-Hyuk's room.

A pot bellied man stumbled into frame, being pushed by a towering figure in a black coat and a hat.

My eyes widened as I watched with baited breath.

"You know there will be consequences... I am a real magician. I AM A REAL MAGICIAN DAMN IT!" Min-Hulu yelled, pulling out a knife.

He pushed the man down with the blade at his throat. Both of them were out of frame but I could hear the man grunting and struggling.

Min-Hyuk got up after a minute of silence and walked out. I caught a glimpse of bright red on his sleeve and gasped.

Il-Deung looked just as shocked. He looked at me before unplugging the computer and leaving the room, me at his heels.

We found Ha-na standing outside leaning on the walls. She smiled smugly and asked,

"Was that enough proof for you, Mr Na?"

Before he could reply, I shoved her aside, glaring at her.

"You don't know what you're messing with Ha-na. This doesn't mean anything for sure. Stop with your whimsical nonsense."

We were walking off when she laughed.

"Whatever that was, i can still get him arrested for statutory rape."

I stopped dead in my tracks, Il-Deung bumping into my back abruptly.

He turned on his heels slowly and asked, "what?"

I still could not bear to turn around.

She chuckled again.

"Guess your seat mate here didn't tell you. Yes y/n I caught a glimpse of your little escapade on the camera."

Il-Deung grabbed my shoulder and turned me around, looking incredulously at me.

"Y/n? What the fuck is she talking about?"

I lowered my gaze, not being able to answer him.

"What a shame... a thirty year old crazy magician rapes a poor young girl. I wonder how the media will play it." Ha-na said in a singsong voice.

I lost it and pushed her to the wall.

"Shut the fuck up. He did not rape me. Fuck if you try anything I will break every bone in your body."

I walked away in a fit of rage. Going down the staircase, Il-Deung grabbed my wrist and stopped me.

"What do you want?" I snapped.

" I don't understand- What Ha-na said... did you actually... sleep with him?" He asked, trying his best not to believe it.

I jerked my hand out of his grip.

"I'm leaving."

"No, the fuck? Where are you going? Back to the magician? What if he tries to hurt you?"

"He is not going to hurt me. I know him."

"Oh really? Did he perhaps tell you about his nightly bloodlust after he fucked you in the same spot??"

Before I realised it I heard a resounding crack. I slapped him.