game changer

part 14

your boss let you go home early today, she's extremely happy with your work finally. she said it was the best report they've had all year. the school was buzzing, everyone congratulating you on the story. your article has sold more copies than ever.

but still, you feel a wave of guilt continuously wash through you.

you barely had time to settle into the quiet of your apartment when a knock at the door pulled you out of your thoughts. your heart jumped in your chest, a sinking feeling settling in your stomach as you opened the door.

heeseung and sunghoon stood there, both looking pissed.

"uh, come in?" you stammer, stepping aside to let them in. they walk in, tension radiating off them.

heeseung is the first to speak, his tone sharp. "you told y/n what happened?"

sunghoon's jaw drops, his eyes wide in disbelief. "no, i didn't. you told her what happened, didn't you?"

"no i didn't," heeseung snaps back, his voice rising. "you're lying like usual."

the argument escalates quickly, their voices overlapping in heated accusations. you can feel the situation spiraling out of control, and you step in, raising your hands.

"guys, guys," you say, trying to cut through the chaos. "neither of you told me, alright."

they both stop, turning to you with matching expressions of confusion. heeseung's eyes narrow slightly as he processes your words. "then who told you?" he asks.

you shrug, feeling a bit uneasy under their intense gazes. "i got an anonymous tip."

"a what?" sunghoon repeats, his voice laced with suspicion.

"i got a letter," you explain, pulling the envelope out of your bag and holding it up. "signed by anonymous."

heeseung's expression darkens. "let me see this letter," he demands, holding out his hand.

you hand it over, watching as they both lean in to read it together. the room is thick with tension, their silence as they read almost unbearable.

when they finish, you speak up, your voice cutting through the heavy silence. "is it true? sunghoon, you slept with heeseung's girlfriend in high school?"

sunghoon's mouth opens in a protest, his voice ringing out, "no," at the exact moment that heeseung says, "yes."

the word hangs in the air between them, their conflicting answers sparking another round of glares and tension. they turn on each other again, the hostility simmering just below the surface, ready to erupt.

"are you seriously going to lie about this, sunghoon?" heeseung says, his tone icy.

sunghoon glares back, his voice filled with frustration. "i'm not lying. it wasn't like that, and you know it."

"then what was it like?" heeseung fires back, his anger barely contained.

"maia told me you were on a break!" sunghoon shouts with anger.

"well we weren't!"

"well how's that my fault?"

you watch them, feeling the situation spiraling again. their voices are rising, the tension thickening with each passing second.

you step between them, your hands up as if that could physically separate their anger. "enough, both of you," you say firmly. "this isn't getting us anywhere."

they stop, their chests heaving with the effort of holding back their tempers. the room falls into a tense silence as they both look at you.

"can you guys speak calmly, and listen to the other?" you ask them seriously, tired of them yelling all the time.