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[Namjoon] Corruption

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What is it called when you have the rights to step into other people's rights?

Powers.

Why do the higher-ups can fire the lower rank workers as they liked?

Because they have powers.

How can you avoid to get mix with those commoners and being together with those who have everything?

By obtaining powers.

This world works like that.

In this crooked century, the gap between the poor and the rich were so visible, as if you looked up to the sky or looked down to the earth.

The cries of starving children are so audible yet why no one takes any action?

Being born as the only son of the highest executives council member, A.K.A the prime minister, didn't give me any advantages.

Why?

Kim Namjoon went to a school full of rich students, he graduated from the top university, Seoul National University, he is the absolute heir for his father's position in politic worlds and whatever he want, he will get it in a blink of an eye.

But yet, the pathetic me, was a completely powerless human.

I am no one, I am powerless. I can't help those who in needs so WHAT AM I LIVING FOR?!

To live up my family's expectations? To success my father's occupation? To become one of the peoples who look down at other peoples?! I LIVE IN A COMPLETE COMFORT WHILE MY CITIZENS ARE SUFFERING TO SURVIVE!!

"Master, the southern part of this country spreaded a weird pandemic. For the past 3 days, 120 dead bodies are found there." My secretary reported to me.

I looked soulessly at him.

"Ask the medicine lab to build a new serum to prevent further loss of lives. How much they want?" I asked, referring to how much money they need to build the serum.

My secretary shrugged a little. I raised my eyebrow, "Why?"

"Master. Actually, the lab has already build up the serum, but it failed to cure any of them. So the southern part are being guarded now. No import or export activities are allowed." He reported.

I slammed my hands on my luxurious desk.

"So what are they going to do now? Leaving the innocent lives until they die?!" I shouted.

He hung his head low.

"The southern part is a part of our country too yet they leave them there dying?!" I asked him.

I know it's not his fault but I couldn't keep up with my anger too.

I sighed loudly.

"Tell the lab workers to continue to search for the right serum. I don't want to hear any report that they fail to cure them." I said. My secretary nodded and left my room.

I sounded so mature, right?

No. Not even a bit. All this ridiculous situations forced me to be mature. I'm a mere 23 year old yet I always sounds like a 50-year-old-grandpa.

Year 20XX, where the corruption of higher-ups arise, along with the citizens poverty.

I stood from my seat and looked outside the window. I shoved my hands into my suit's pocket. It was dark and cloudy, hard to believe that it's only 2.00 PM.