⚠️Warnings: Mature, Strong language, abuse, toxicity
"Greed, an insidious companion, whispered promises of possession into Adrian(Hwang Pil-Gwang) 's ear. The thought of claiming So Mun for himself consumed him. He knew that his actions were fraught...
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Chapter XXIII: 🍂
🔸So Mun POV
"You're a pain in the ribs!" I grumble for the umpteenth time, my frustration boiling over as I glare impatiently at him.
"Uh, because you are not?"
Hyeok-U, unfazed, snatches one of the papers I've been diligently jotting notes on. Notes I chose not to share with him since he spent the entire two hours glued to his phone. And now he wants me to share? The audacity!
"Damn me! For even thinking that you would cooperate! You remain a total jerk!' I rail, as he tries to steal the last papers from my hands.
"I'm only asking you to share some notes with me! Let me copy! Don't be selfish!"
Shin Hyeok-U's voice grates on my nerves, his entitlement dripping from every word. I narrow my eyes, shooting him a withering glare, feeling the urge to strangle him, to smack his head with something hard. How dare he accuse me of selfishness when all he did was bury his head in his phone, ignoring the work at hand?
Is he dense or just plain stupid?
"Come on Mun! What's it to you? Let me copy or I'll tear up your papers!"
I swear under my breath, trying to shield my notes from his body, pressed all over mine in an attempt to steal my work. Shin Hyeok-U is taller than me, not by that much, not like Adrian who's like a walking tower, but he still manages to push his way through, eventually causing me to trip and fall. I find him on top of me, looming over me with a fairly heartfelt thud.
"Fuck! Shin Hyeok-U! Get off!" I exclaim, struggling beneath him.
"No, not until you give up!" he retorts, sitting on top of me, holding my notes threateningly. He's about to tear them up, and if he does, I'll send him flying to the hospital!
"If you help me with this project, I won't tear them up," his irritated expression unexpectedly softens, revealing a layer of anxiety and worry, i've never seen before.
"I– I really want to show my father that he is wrong, if he thinks I am incapable of running a business," he confesses, "I want to surpass him" His tone is now resolute and determined, devoid of any hint of jest.
"Well, start by giving your contribution to the research and then I'll see if I can help you!" I reply, my forehead still furrowed in annoyance. He hesitates for a moment, but then surprises me by pushing me back down to the ground, applying pressure to keep me there.
"Hyeok-U! If you don't get off, I'll hurt you!" I cringe slightly, my muscles tensing, preparing to push him away from my body. But his serious expression momentarily captivates my attention.
