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Yn sat quietly in her room, her eyes fixed on the canvas in front of her as her brush gracefully glided across the surface, creating beautiful swirls and patterns. As she immersed herself in her creative world, she felt a sense of peacefulness wash over her, like a tranquil oasis that shielded her from the outside world. The colors and shapes of the painting slowly came together, bringing her imagined vision to life.
She was thankful at least they gave her a painting kit to spend her time.
Meanwhile, Seungcheol, along with his members, was on a determined mission to find the person who was responsible for murdering his fifteen men. He ordered the rest of his members to hurry to the meeting room. Lucas and Ten were still present there.
Woozi paused his typing, sitting back in his chair as he felt a wave of anticipation wash over him.
After a few minutes he had finally managed to successfully hack into the system and had obtained the information he was looking for. His heart pounded in his chest as he read the name of the killer, and he clenched his jaw in anger.
Woozi turned to his members, his voice filled with a sense of urgency and disbelief as he announced, "It's Felix."
The room fell silent as the others processed the information. They exchanged glances of shock and disbelief, unsure of how to react to the revelation.
Seungcheol, his anger and frustration boiling over, slammed his fist down onto the table and let out a loud curse. His eyes filled with rage, he clenched his jaw tightly and exhaled through gritted teeth, struggling to control his emotions.
Lucas and Ten had been present in the room when Woozi had made the revelation, and now they found themselves caught up in the chaos. Lucas spoke up, his brow furrowed with confusion and concern, asking, "Felix? But why would Stray Kids be messing with you guys now?"
The other members exchanged glances, unsure of how to respond
Chan's voice cut through the room, answering Lucas' question. "It's because we kidnapped Yn" he stated simply.
Ten, still trying to understand the motives behind Stray Kids' actions, asked, "Is Yn related to them?".
The room fell silent again as the others pondered the question. No one knew how to respond them. They hadn't told NCT about the real motive of Kidnapping Yn.
Joshua chimed in, providing more information for Ten and Lucas. "She's Felix's childhood best friend," he explained, causing both Ten and Lucas to look taken aback. They had not expected that the connection between Felix and Yn would run so deep.
Ten, his smirk widening, couldn't help but scoff at Seventeen's actions. "You guys are unbelievable," he said, his tone laced with sarcasm and disbelief. "Why did you even kidnap her in the first place?"
Seventeen members exchanged looks of annoyance and anger, frustrated by Ten's nonchalant attitude and his lack of understanding of the situation.
Minghao, growing more annoyed by Ten's blasé attitude, snapped, "Just shut your mouth" He glared at Ten, his eyes hardening and his facial features turning cold. He couldn't stand Ten's flippant attitude and careless words, and he wanted him to shut up and take things seriously.
Ten smugly issued a challenge, his smirk growing even wider. "Make me" he taunted, his tone defiant and mocking.
The tension in the room rose as Seventeen members bristled at Ten's audacity. They were already on edge and his bravado wasn't helping the situation.
Lucas, exasperated by Ten's behavior, pleaded, "Ten, please shut your mouth." He knew that Ten's words were only provoking the situation and he didn't want it to escalate further.
Lucas then turned to the members and asked, "And what are you guys gonna do?" He wanted to understand their next steps and what they planned to do about the entire situation.
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MASKED FACES || SEVENTEEN
FanfictionShe did not know yet how sometimes people keep parts of themselves hidden and secret. They were hidden well behind their masks. They were the darkest melody she didn't wish to hear and she was the solace for their life they couldn't let go. They pul...
