In the dark underworld, Seventeen reigns supreme as a ruthless mafia gang of thirteen members, feared by all. Yuri, an innocent soul, endures a life of abuse at the hands of her foster parents. What twists of fate will unfold when Seventeen and Yuri...
I woke up and saw myself in a room that looked like a hospital room. The sterile smell, the beeping monitors-it all seemed surreal. I came out of my thoughts when I heard a voice.
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"So you finally chose to woke up?" I flinched and saw an angel-looking guy staring at me. He stood near the window, his presence both comforting and intimidating.
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I nodded, feeling a mix of confusion and fear. "Where am I?"
The guy smirked, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Definitely not in heaven i guess. Btw Name's Yoon Jeonghan."
I was confused the last time i remember i was in That Wooyoung guy house. "Why am I here?"
Jeonghan leaned against the window frame, his gaze never leaving me."why you liked being there where you were?."
I tried to sit up, but my body protested. "Who are you please tell me ?"
He chuckled, the sound almost musical. "Let's just say we're the kind of people you don't want to mess with. And you're lucky you ended up with us and not our enemies."
I swallowed hard, the reality of my situation sinking in. "What do you want from me?"
Jeonghan walked over to the side of my bed, his eyes scanning my face. "That's what we're trying to figure out. You saved one of our own, so we owe you."
Before I could respond, he pulled out his phone and dialed a number. "Hoshi, our guest is awake. Yeah, she's stable. I'll keep an eye on her."
He hung up and turned his attention back to me. "Hoshi will be here soon to ask you some questions. Just answer honestly, and you'll be fine."
"Why should I trust you?" I asked, my voice trembling.
Jeonghan's expression hardened slightly, though his eyes remained sharp. "You don't have much of a choice, do you? But trust me, we're the lesser of two evils here."
I looked away, feeling tears prick my eyes. "I just want to go home."
He sighed, sitting on the edge of the bed. "Home, huh? From what we know, it doesn't sound like much of a home. But we'll see what we can do."
