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Nayeon POV
"So you mean to tell me... you're actually... Rich?" I ask not believing what he just told me. I've been commanding things to the son of one of the richest families in South Korea! How the? What the?
"Yeah, I guess. I wouldn't really say I'm rich, but those people." Taeyong pats on the bed beside him. "There's a lot more I need to explain to you. Why I've been here for almost a week and why I look like this."
"Are you adopted?" I ask. "Or are you the son? The one they're talking about. I heard the son of this family died or you actually didn't die and he just ran away."
"Im him." Taeyong nods his head. "I'm not adopted and I'm alive but in hell."
I look at him with sad eyes knowing he didn't like his life before. What could have happened to him that made him runaway? I need him to explain to me everything about what's going on. I then remembered something. "So when I was going to buy those clothes for you, you totally flipped out on me." I needed to ask this because this has always been on my mind.
"Sorry about that, I was trying to be convincing." Taeyong then stood up. "We actually really need to go now. Like now!" He pulls me up.
"Why?!" I shout as he lead me outside the hall. "What's going on?!"
Taeyong stop and we hid into a corner. "Stop talking." He whispers as he covered my mouth.
I rolled my eyes and then see at the end of the hall two guys with guns. No, I must be imagining. I look at Taeyong and his hands were shaking. What the hell is going on?! They guys turn the corner.
I remove his hand from my mouth. "Tell me what's going on!" I demand. Taeyong completely ignores me and starts dragging me once again. He didn't look like he knew where he was going. I mean I don't blame him because everything looks the same. "Taeyong, whats is going on? Answer me!"
Taeyong stops and looks at me. I give him a confused look. He sighs before lifting me up, placing me over his shoulder. "You're very slow." He said.
Taeyong ran with me dangling on his shoulder. "Taeyong, put me down!" I shout.
Before I knew it we were outside? Taeyong sets me down before walking up to the black shinny car. Is he crazy? Has he not seen movies? Everyone knows that black shiny cars are evil! Someone opens the car door and he hugs Taeyong... huh?
"What?" Taeyong separates the hug between the two. "You're actually coming with me this time, Yuta?" Taeyong smiles widely.
