⤷"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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CONFUSION. if yuqi had actually spied on me i would have noticed it as some point, right? there was no way i never suspected anything. i just couldn't get my head around it.
my feet pounded on the hard wooden floor. i sped past a dumbfounded jeongin who was talking to a smirking hyunjin and a happy felix with a brownie in his hand.
it wasn't long until i found myself in what i had to call my room. i need to get my mind off of this.
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"y/n?" someone called out. "what are you doing on the floor?" it was han. he kneeled down next to me, carefully and respectfully placing his hand on my back.
"hm?" i was a bit disoriented. i must've passed out, again. using my arms to steady myself while groaning, i let my body sit up. han wasn't looking at me, well not my face for that matter. instead, he examined the device around my ankle he had put on me. he opened it up with a screwdriver. there were lots of cables, lights and even two or three switches.
he played around with it for a bit, while i was wondering what he was doing. a little light switched from orange to blue once he was done, and he closed the device with the same screwdriver.
