20.WRONG WAY

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"School is starting soon. My competition is next week, and I'm feeling nervous," Jay said, spraying his perfume. "Hey, I'm heading out, Need anything?" Jay asked. Sunghoon shook his head and sprawled out on the bed, lost in thought.

Sunghoon hadn't been back to his apartment for a week now; he'd been staying with his friend.

"Alright then, I'm off. Take care," Jay said. Sunghoon didn't respond.

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"Why did you call me? Is everything okay?" Jay asked.

"Oppa, I have something to tell you."

"Go ahead."

"You know...Ricky," Wonyoung said, looking down.

"What about him?" Jay's nostrils flared.

"Don't be mad. And please don't tell Sunghoon oppa, okay?"

"Just tell me," Jay said sharply.

"He said that because of a fight that day, he had a bruise. He couldn't do any modeling shoots because of it. He claimed Sunghoon punched him and threatened me to trouble him if I didn't do what he said."

"What?" Jay exclaimed, causing everyone in the cafe to glance at them. "Are you serious? Why didn't you use your head? So...you did what he wanted?"

"He threatened me. I was scared; his father is not a good person."

"His father can't do anything," Jay said mockingly. "You should have told me."

"I didn't want to get you guys into more trouble," Wonyoung started to cry. "He manipulated me and told me to meet with him."

"Did you meet him?"

"I only met him once. He's always so touchy. Help me." Wonyoung begged.

"Did he do something wrong?" Jay asked, concerned.

"No, he didn't do anything like that. We just met at the coffee shop."

"Okay, okay, stop crying now. Everyone is staring at us," Jay calmed her down.

"What are you two chatting on?"

"SNS."

"Give me your password. I'll take it from here."

"Are you going to chat like me?"

"No, I'll handle your messages. If something comes up, I'll take care of it. Just carry on messaging as usual, and don't meet him again," Jay said reassuringly.

"How's Sunghoon oppa? He hasn't been answering calls or messages. I'm worried. Is he mad at me?" Wonyoung asked.

"No, he's just not in a good mood lately."

"Why? Is it because of what we talked about?"

"No, not like that. He's just not feeling well. He hasn't even said anything to me," Jay explained as she nodded.

"I want to see him," Wonyoung pouted.

"I'll let him know."

"Okay, tell him to message me."

"Mmm," Jay nodded.
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[FEW DAYS LATER]

"Sorry for being late...I went to see Mom," Sunghoon said as he sat down.

"It's ok, oppa. If you had told me earlier, I would've come with you," Wonyoung said. "What do you want? I'll order."

"Order whatever you like," Sunghoon said, not in the mood to decide. Wonyoung nodded. Sunoo still hadn't met him since the incident. He only came outside because Jay insisted, after a long time.

"Let's go. It's late now. I'll drop you," Sunghoon said. It was already 6 p.m., and they had been chatting for hours since the evening.

"Please, just 15 more minutes," Wonyoung pouted. She checked her phone. "Oh... 24 missed calls," she wondered.

"Why?"

"No, I'll be back," Wonyoung said as she left for the washroom. Sunghoon nodded. "Hello...sorry, my phone was on silent. What! Ok. I'll get going now. Ok. Please be safe," Wonyoung ran to Sunghoon in panic. "Oppa, let's go...go..go," Wonyoung grabbed Sunghoon's hand and they went outside.

"Why? Is there something wrong?"

"No...my mom called me," she lied. "Can you hail a taxi? It's so cold. I'll wait here," she said as she hid behind a huge tree, covering herself. Small snowflakes started to fall.

"Sure," Sunghoon went near the road.


JAY'S POV:

"I can't believe this mother fucker won't leave her," I muttered to myself as I scrolled through Ricky's and Wonyoung's SNS messages.

<_>

JERK

Bae
I wanna see you
2day
Rply
😡
Y don't u rply after seeing
Wonyoung

Sry
Not today

Y

I've work

U sure

😶

R u Wonyoung?

<_>


I panicked. "Did he know?".

<_>

JERK

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Who tf u r
She never sent me stickers
U Sunghoon?
U fucker
I kill u
Wait
I'm gonna track u and
Buried u alive
Wait

<_>

"This is a disaster. I need to call Wonyoung. Why isn't she picking up? Come on, pick up...pick up," I tried multiple times, but she didn't answer. "I have to go." I left my house in a hurry. "Damn, even this guy didn't pick up." I attempted to call Sunghoon too, but couldn't reach him. "Yes! Finally," I thought as I hailed a taxi to head to the café.

"Hello... sorry, my phone was on silent."

"Fuck it. I messaged that fucker, and he figured it out."

"What!"

"If you two are at a café, leave immediately. He's furious and might track your phone, so get out now."

"Ok, I'll get going now right."

"And lay low; don't make yourselves visible. I'm on my way."

"Ok, Please be safe."




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