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Why couldn't he answer?. Because he didn't think that through.

Han Jun stared at him in disappointment. This grandson of his, was going to inherit all that he and his son leaves behind.

Would he manage?. I feel like he is too frail for this world. Too precious and fragile.

Han Jun hit him with his staff and he jumped away but he walked after him, hitting him repeatedly, the other men had to step in and stop the assault. Jisung's father just watched with his hands in his slacks. "Harabuchi!!", Jisung screamed out when the man still managed to find some space between these men crowding him to give him a nasty smack on the butt with his staff.

"What's with that hair colour??!!!", oh no one told him. He pointed his staff at the blue locks. Jisung always left his hair in black or wore a wig around the man but the moment he went back to school, a place where the man couldn't keep tabs on him, he dyed his hair in an instant. To his desired hair colour.

"It's trending these days, man. It's a swag. Swag", he did a gang sign for an emphasis and all his friends was sure he wanted an early death.

Ari rolled her eyes, walking into the house with Chaeryeong, Yeji, Minho and Changbin following her like kid ducks in a straight line.

Jisung jumped around as his energetic grandfather damned all reasoning and decided to just kill him. The women pleaded and pleaded but he was having none of it. The guards gave them subtle eye glances while keeping straight faces at their posts.

Felix folded his hands and leaned on the car with the two boys, having traumatic flashbacks.

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Jisung had black hair the next day he came to Chan's house. He greeted his uncle and the boy's mom, and in turn they commented about him looking decent.

The fuck they mean decent?. I was decent before with my swaggy blues.

He spinned on his heel and ran up the stairs. Jogging on the long flight, made him wish he was at Seolran's, reaching her landing with just three wide steps. He sighed, "We really work out everyday. Both at school and at home", he pushed Chan's door open, "What's up everybody, this is Han in the building!"

Felix looked up from his bowl of cereals that he was sharing with Minho and Changbin. They paused from scooping another, staring at the boy. Chan held a remote in his hand, glancing at the boy. Hyunjin didn't bother looking up from his phone. Jeongin kept his eyes closed, laying on the sofa, facing upwards, while Seungmin wore his game headsets over his ears after sparing the boy, whose hands were still up in the air with a big smile, a glance. He looked at the computer in front of him again, picking up his game pads. And, just like that, the boys resumed whatever they were doing, totally ignoring him.

"What's this?", Jisung looked at each boy, bringing his hands down and shutting the door. "The cold shoulder doesn't work anymore"

Chan skipped through the tv channels. "Oh it does, we just never gave you one", he bent his knee, eyes, scanning through the channels.

"Okay~~~~", Jisung pulled his jacket down with a cocky demeanour, "And now, you are giving me one?"

"Isn't that obvious?", Jeongin muttered with his eyes still closed.

"But I dyed my hair!!!"

"Okay and so what?", Changbin asked, pouring more cereal into their bowl and dropping the box.

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