Sacrifice || ENHYPEN FF

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 62

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-Start of Chapter 62-

"Moon Y/N! You wait there!" Yeonjun's voice booms through the corridor, sharp and commanding. "Where have your manners gone?!"

I stop dead in my tracks, my fists clenching at my sides. Of course he'd come after me. Of course he'd scold me. But right now, the last thing I need is a lecture.

I turn slowly, my eyes locking with his as he approaches, his expression dark with frustration. He looks furious, his jaw tight and his eyes burning with that familiar protective fire. But I can't help it. Right now, all I feel is betrayal.

"Where are you going?" His voice is low, barely controlled, as he closes the distance between us. "Do you have any idea how disrespectful that was? Walking out like that in front of everyone?"

I swallow hard, trying to keep my voice steady, but the anger bubbling inside me is too strong to hold back. "Oh, don't you dare talk to me about respect, Yeonjun oppa." I snap, my voice trembling with rage. "Not after what I found out."

His brows furrow, but I don't give him a chance to respond. 

I spin on my heel and continue toward my bedchambers, my pace quickening. I can feel him trailing behind me, his shouts booming through the holidays.

"Don't you dare walk away Moon Y/N!!"

I fling open the door to my bedchambers and step inside, Yeonjun following me in without hesitation. As soon as the door clicks shut, he rounds on me, his voice low and furious. "What the hell was that, Y/N? You made a scene—"

"A scene?!" I whip around to face him, my chest heaving. "You expected for me to NOT create a scene when the bitch couldn't keep her ugly mouth shut!"

"MOON Y/N-"

"What?! It's not like I'm wrong! You should be glad your sister didn't commit murder today!"

Yeonjun's eyes widen, his face a mix of disbelief and anger as he tries to compose himself. "Glad?!" He steps closer, his voice harsh. "Glad that you embarrassed our house? That you acted like—"

"Like what?" I cut him off, taking a step forward, refusing to back down. "Like someone who's been lied to? Betrayed? Humiliated in front of everyone while you stood there and did nothing?"

"Y/N why are you being like this-"

"Oh you know fucking damn well why!! You fucking knew about Sunghoon and Sumin this entire time and didn't say a single word to me?!?!"

Yeonjun's jaw tightens as he stands there, his gaze locked on mine. The flicker of guilt I saw in his eyes just a second ago is quickly masked by his frustration. "That's not the point right now" he snaps, his voice sharp. "You—"

"No, that is the point, Yeonjun!" I cut him off, my voice rising with every word. "You knew, didn't you? You knew everything, and you didn't tell me. You stood there, watching me, letting me get closer to Sunghoon, all while you knew he had history with that witch! All of you fucking watched her rubbing it in my face!"

His expression falters for a brief second, a crack in his composure, but he recovers quickly, straightening up as if he can will himself back into control. "It wasn't my place to say anything" he mutters, his voice clipped. "It wasn't my secret to tell."