Strings of Affection

Chapter 1

Ji-Hoon Walked down the bustling streets, Hands in his pockets. He was a carefree man, The scar across his eye intimidating those who passed by him. He also never moved out of the way for anyone else, pushing past those in his way as if they were just trash on the pavement.

Ji-Hoon had stunning black hair with pretty dark blue eyes that made him look mysterious when in bars. Although, he doesn't enjoy the attention gained from women, as most of them push him too hard into getting him into bed with them. This happened on one particular occasion, as Ji-Hoon shudders from the cold night air, stepping into his favourite hidden bar down the road from  where he stayed which was in an apartment complex in room 209. 

Ji-Hoon hung his trench coat onto the coat hanger and sat down at the table. Three men sat with him. First was the sleezy old bloke called Jae Ji-Soo. This man looked tough and was not the type of person you'd let your eighteen year old daughter near. He's gross and Ji-Hoon knows it. Yet, despite all of that, Ji-Hoon didn't want to disrespect the man - for he was his boss. The other two men next to him were Ji-Woo Sang and Hyun-Joo Eun. These two, despite being both idiots, were Jae Ji-Soo's right hand men and they could be violent if they wanted.

Ji-Hoon sighed, looking around before his boss opened his mouth to speak. "Ji-Hoon, Your efforts lately have been outstanding." He says, letting out a heartly chuckle of approval. Ji-Hoon nodded curtly in response to his praise, dismissing it.

"I suppose you're after more work to do then, Ji-Hoon?" Jae Ji-Soo asks, setting down the beer he had in his hand onto the table and clasping his hands together. Ji-Hoon nods. "That would be correct, Sir." He says, laying back in his chair. Jae Ji-Soo smirked, licking his lips gently before Hyun-Joo Eun handed him a manila folder, their hands brushing together briefly.

Ji-Hoon read over the file, his eyes scanning over the pages. "Han Yongsoo.." He mumbles, looking up at Jae Ji-Soo once again. "That little twerp has been causing me trouble ever since he came here. He's always late on rent payments, and this month, he hasn't paid at all." He scoffs, taking another sip of his drink.

Ji-Hoon's eyes scan over the file once again, before looking closely at one of the pictures. It was a picture of Han Yongsoo, smiling brightly with a guitar in his hand. "I want you to find him, Ji-Hoon, and kill him. Make sure not to get caught." Jae Ji-Soo says, his tone sinister as he looked Ji-Hoon in the eyes. He nods. "Alright sir, I'll do my best." He nods, standing up from his chair, picking his trench coat from the hanger and putting it on before stepping out into the cold city air once again.

Han Yongsoo sat alone in a café, headphones on and writing song lyrics on his laptop. His friend, Ha-Jun Kyung, had been working at the café "Chilla"  for a while now and the manager was cool with them both hanging out after hours together.

"Hey, Yongsoo, whatcha working on?" Ha-Jun asks, wrapping his arm around Han Yongsoo's shoulders. "Just a song for my band.." Han Yongsoo replies, resting his headphones around his neck. "Ah, look at the time. I have to go home. I'll see you later, Hyung!" Yongsoo continues, standing up and folding his laptop under his arm as he exits quickly. "Sure! Bye, Yongsoo!" Ha-Jun replies, waving him off.

Han Yongsoo walks down the street hurriedly, before accidentally bumping into someone. It was Ji-Hoon. "Sorry, Sir!" Han Yongsoo apologizes, before walking off quickly. ji-Hoon turned around, watching as the man walked off. "Han Yongsoo.." He mumbled under his breath, before continuing to walk.

The next day, Ji-Hoon finds himself at Han Yongsoo's apartment building, Room 204 after getting this information from his boss. He hesitates to knock on the door - God, why was it so hard for him to just knock? Han Yongsoo was just some stupid kid, after all. Ji-Hoon continues to hesitate, before Yongsoo opens the door suddenly.

"Hello?" Yongsoo tilts his head to the side, confused at the strange man who was standing at his front door.

"Dammit.." Ji-Hoon mutters, annoyed that he had gotten caught so quickly. Ji-Hoon then opens his mouth to speak.