𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙍𝙀𝘼𝙎𝙊𝙉 𝙁𝙊𝙍 𝙈𝙔 𝙎𝘾𝘼𝙍𝙎 / 𝙃.𝙃𝙔𝙐𝙉𝙅𝙄𝙉 𝙓 𝙍𝙀𝘼𝘿𝙀𝙍

Chapter 64; "last punch"

June 5th, 16:55

The lighter lit brighter as it came in contact with Y/n's skin, reopening the scars that had never faded away, not secretly — not ever.

Y/n's eyes squinted in pain, she yelped as she tried to shove Daeyon off her, her attempts going a waste as Daeyon held her down by her neck tightly, causing her to choke out as she coughed.

"Look at you, so pitiful. Maybe this is why Hyunjin wanted you so bad, to use you senseless and drop you. You know?" Byeongho added with a smirk, still filming as Daeyon laughed at the comment, letting his voice echo throughout the restaurant while the three girls added a few giggles as background.

Y/n's eyes were now red glossy, her lashes soaked from the tears, her cheeks lighting with the dried out tears on them as she hiccuped softly.

"Say Y/n, do you really love Hyunjin?" Wonyoung asked, a smile appearing on her lips as she enjoyed the show too much. "Or are you only with him for his money?"

"Why—"

Before she could speak any further, Daeyon yanked her hair back, causing her to yelp out. "You ask permission to speak, pretty." He laughed at her state, the other girls breaking into laughter.

"Hey this place is off limits for customers today—" a waiter yelled out as the door slammed harshly, the sound of something smashing against the ground echoed through the empty restaurant as Daeyon groaned in annoyance. "Who the fuck is interrupting the fun—" right as he stood up to check who it was, his jaw went flying back, a fire clashing against his face as he fell back on the floor harshly, his head clashing with the brick wall causing him to wince out. He looked up, pissed off as he scoffed.

Hyunjin had rushed to the restaurant the moment he saw the posted picture, throwing everything aside as he quickly checked up on Y/n and the dried tears on her face. "Babe, are you okay?" He knelt down, tilting his head sideways to try and take a look at her face, his eyes drifting off to the fresh burn in her exposed arm. His stomach dropped, so did his expression.

He gently caressed Y/n's hair, neating it with his soothing fingers. Y/n glanced at Hyunjin helpless. Her eyes forming another round of tears. "Oh love—" he hugged her tightly, pulling her tight against his body, feeling the cold figure pressed down against his warmer body as he let the tears of his girl soak his shirt wet.

"Fucking, weak as ever.." Daeyon scoffed out as he grabbed his head in pain while Hyunjin gently pulled away and helped Y/n up as Jisung rushed from the entrance.

"Take her to the car Jisung" Hyunjin instructed, Jisung quickly rushed over to Y/n in worry before escorting her out.

"Look who decided to play Hero. Be honest Hwang, there's no way you'd date a lower class like her" Daeyon stood up, rubbing his chin. He waited for an answer but didn't get one as Hyunjin looked around, the most familiar face being Wonyoung's who looked away ashamed of herself.

"What a bunch of fucking losers, hm? Is this an event for the losers of the higher classes?" Hyunjin scoffed as he spoke, aiming it at Wonyoung who flinched.

"Let's talk, Daeyon right? Your father owns a bakery company" Hyunjin turned to Daeyon.

Daeyon's expression died down quickly, he scoffed, pissed off as he glared at Hyunjin. "Yeah asshole, got a problem?"

"Do you have a fucking problem with my fiancée?" Hyunjin didn't answer but asked a question that left no room for any talk back.

"We're just having fun man—" Byeongho approached Hyunjin, trying to act cool before he shoved away harshly. "With my girl?" He added, tone low and dry.

"Answer me, Byeongho. What the fuck did you do with her?" Hyunjin started backing him against the wall, eyes glinting dangerously at him.

"W-we—"

"For fuck's sake, we burned her arm, big deal Kay? If you cared about her so much you would've taken care of us earlier—" Daeyon interrupted before getting cut off with a shove as Hyunjin fisted his hands against Daeyon's shirt, pushing him against the wall.

"Do you really think , I'm a guy who likes having his life tossed around?" Hyunjin glared, his eyes flaring up, shooting daggers.

"No one's tossing your life around—"

"She is my life you fucker, do you need a life lesson?" Hyunjin scoffed before he pulled Daeyon towards him, right before shoving him back as it caused him to hit his head harshly while he groaned in pain.

"Your father is a CEO of a bakery that's barely surviving right now, and the grand opening is at my mall. Right?" Hyunjin asked, it didn't even sound like a question, "your mall—?" He asked, confused. "Right. My department store. My father already handed the position to me, the only thing left is the ceremony. I know your father has nothing to do with it but my girl had nothing to do with your life either" Hyunjin backed away from Daeyon with a pissed off look.

Daeyon's heart dropped down to his stomach. "Wait .."

"I'll be denying your father's bakery opening, you can explain it to him before I do" Hyunjin cocked an eyebrow at Daeyon, breathing heavily as he backed away further before his eyes landed on Byeongho while Daeyon's pupils trembled in fear. "Hyunjin— please don't—"

"Silence" Hyunjin turned over, cutting him off.

"Please—"

"I said shut the the fuck up" He turned over to him, eyes dangerously wide in anger which caused Daeyon to be silenced.

"Byeongho, you can explain to your mother how I'll also be shutting down her boutique that opened a few days ago" he announced while Byeongho felt his entire world, future crumble right in front of him. "Wait — what?" He asked, shaking.

"I'm not repeating myself" he spoke before turning over to the three girls.

"Fucking hell." He scoffed, disappointed as he turned around.

"Wonyoung, we never knew each other and you never owned that designer brand so I'll be erasing your name off it" he announced before turning around and walking to the exit.

The designer brand? Yeah, Hyunjin was planning on gifting it to Wonyoung ever since they were friends but his mother stopped him from it when he still had the intention to do so. Thinking that maybe she had changed.

"What!?" Wonyoung yelled as Hyunjin walked out, leaving no room for arguments, walking over to his car as he sat down on the driver seat, realizing Jisung had already driven off, probably taking Y/n home.

"I'll ruin their life .." Hyunjin muttered to himself as he gripped the steering wheel.