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after what happened two days ago, sinu has been on your mind since you've met him.
when you tried to visit the casino again, they declined your vvip badge, so when you asked goo about it, goo said; "I'm not letting you go back in that shithole, I know you're going there to meet that asshole again, like it or not─charles already warned you from interfering with the company, if you try something with our cash cow, charles would go all out on you, so baby, please listen to me and don't do anything that'd piss boss off."
dazing in the empty wall, you remember the time charles threatened you by killing your grandmother if you try to stop him because of the plan he's gonna do for him to rise up, and that you should be thankful he's taking care of you, carrying you on his back throughout your whole life after the death of your parents.
he was practically insane thinking back at it, he should've just killed you with your parents, then you wouldn't be witnessing this evil deed he's doing and not doing anything out of fear─the fear is that if you'd try to stop asking money from your grandmother and kill yourself, he'd deliberately abuse you physically and mentality, telling you stuff about you're the reason your parents die, so this was the least you could do on their behalf, and if you'd die too, your whole bloodline would also be wiped out.
now that he reached far enough, you're wondering if he'd ever end you since you won't be as helpful as you would be back then, maybe after two more years you'd be dead, after all the advertising and marketing his company from your model career, he'd be larger than the seoul city itself.
"do you need to take some fresh air?" feeling a tissue wipe your sweat on your nape, you gazed behind to see seongji with a worry face.
"no... I'm fine, I just wanna go home." sighing as you rest your head to your palm staring at yourself in the mirror, after your break was over, the shoot began and there you posted with your enthusiastic mask.
sitting on the dinner table's chair, you were still thinking about how'd your future would turned out and would've turned out, "is the taste that awful? I'll try another recipe next time."
snapping out from your thoughts as you felt seongji's hand on yours, "huh? what? what is it?" blinking as if just awakened, you sighed to see seongji worried sick about you, "I'm just so tired... I have to review.. I have an exam tomorrow, so can you maybe just make some coffee?"
"you won't finish your food?" watching you get up as you brought your plate to the sink, seongji frowned at the sight of your weaken state.
"I'm sorry, I think I don't have some appetite, bring the coffee in my study and a moist cake, thank you." patting his shoulder, you head to where your study is and slammed the door.
everything was hitting you like a rock, the pressure was stressing you out, the evilness that charles is doing was stabbing you but not him.
while writing your notes, you saw the first plushie james gave you, to think about it, you're not the only one who's experiencing this, you know james also experienced this, however you wonder how he handled it.
despite being clouded with thoughts, you miss the old days where james could be there to comfort you and console you until you feel better, he'd do anything to make you happy.
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should you just run off?
'I've worked hard to be recognized and lived like a dog in a leash leaving would just be my downfall...I also can't leave the people that's much deep than me..I'll fucking kill charles choi, that's the only way.'
"what're you thinking of?" feeling a sudden coldness on your forehead, your thoughts vanished, "it's best to not do what you're thinking, missy."
to his sentence you gulped, "gun? what are you doing here?" staring at him at the mirror, you took the cold tea that was on your head.
"congratulations on your examination." putting the boquet on your lap, he studied your dreadful expression in front of the mirror, "are you that sad about getting banned from the casino?"
"no, I don't even know how to gamble."
"are you that tired? we can just get out so that you can rest somewhere you want." caressing your hair, he leaned down to kiss your c/h strand.
"I'm good."
"do you always have work even after schools?" sitting in the couch, you opened the can and took a sip on it, as expected he knows you well, to drinks, flavors and temperature, the can of tea was perfect.
"yeah, my manager still won't invest in hnh, charl said I should work hard for it, so here I am." smiling at him, gun sometimes gets pisses off by charles, but then again, life can't go back.
"do you want to take a vacation?" taking his shades off, you gazed at his reversed eyes.
"what would a vacation do?" tilting your head, you noticed that he's not smoking in front of you anymore, you're open to your dislikes and you sure do know that gun pays well attention to it.
