The Black Rose : Revamp

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Sorry for the long wait guys. The writing is a bit half-assed, but hopefully the plot will make sense.

Let's get started!

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[A few years ago]

"God damn it...." Bong Hwang gritted her teeth. "What am I doing..."

The chill made her nose sniffle, even during the summer months, the night was still colder than she liked. Even while surrounded by the bright lights and chaotic sounds of the city, the skyscraper that was supposed to be an apartment complex loomed in front of her. Something about it felt...ominous.

"Maybe I should turn back..." She considered. "No, I need the money.... Ugggh! What've I gotten myself into?!"

Taking a deep breath, Bong Hwang vainly tried to compose herself. "No, it's for the family. They don't have to know."

Entering the lobby of the apartment with her heart beating in her throat, Bong Hwang returned to the message on her phone. 

Room 500/06

"Huh?" Bong Hwang puzzled over the number. "Since when did people start adding slashes to room numbers? Maybe I'll ask an attendant."

The lobby was practically barren since the time was 23:31, but there was still one last attendant at the reception. A young Polish looking man probably in his mid-twenties with light hair hair and dark eyes.

"Good evening sir, uhh, you do you know where room 500/60 is?" Bong Hwang asked sheepishly.

The attendant rose an eyebrow in amusement. "500/60?" A hint of a British accent seemed to soften his sly tone.

Bong Hwang felt the color rise in her face. "Y-yes..."

"Just a moment please." The attendant smiled, dialing a number on an old fashion dial telephone.

"Hello hello~ Sorry to bother you at his hour, but it appears you have a guest~"

There was a buzz from the other side of the line.

"Ma'am, he asks for you to confirm your name~" The attendant smiled.

"Wha- oh- uh. 김봉황 (Kim Bong Hwang)."

The attendant went to open his mouth, but another buzz from the other side of the line beat him to the punch.

"Well, that seems to clear things up. Please, follow me." The attendant rose to his feet, grabbing a key from the desk. Still quite confused, Bong Hwang followed him to the elevators. There didn't seem to be anything special about it. It was only after they had stepped inside that the attendant inserted the key into a keyhole above the number pad, and punched in a code. The doors closed with a ding. A few seconds later, Bong Hwang's legs buckled as the elevator raced upward.

"So, what brings you here at this unholy hour?" The attendant asked with a slight smile mask.

"Oh- um...." Bong Hwang scrambled for a story.