⤷"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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HAVING to wake up at 5:30 am was one of my last straws. after dinner i was told to be in the practice room by 6 am, so i could train more while everyone else except hyunjin and me could snore their asses off.
looking through the window in my room, i couldn't even see the wall like usual. instead, it was still pitch black outside. sighing, i cupped my cheeks, mentally preparing myself.
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i had managed to find the room again. the doors felt even heavier than last time when i tried to open them. someone from inside suddenly helped me access the room by opening the door. it had probably been hyunjin.
i was correct. he was early once again, considering it was only 5:50am. once i stepped foot in the room, he sat down on a big wooden box, keeping his gaze on the ground. he was wearing something less formal than usual. the whole time i've been here he had always worn some kind of suit. this time though, he was wearing beige sweats, a black cap and probably the most oversized black hoodie i had ever seen. it looked great on him though. on the hoodie there were letters printed onto it, reading mahagrid. his hair was a little messy and somehow, he looked just the slightest bit vulnerable in this state. "it's too early for this." he mumbled to himself, but i was able to catch it.
