Taejun's POV
As you entered the room, leaving Jimin in the hallway, you silently prayed he wouldn't come in after you; making the situation even worse than it was already. Thankfully, he didn't chase after you like the cliché in K-dramas. Seeing you, Same ran to give you a hug. You held her tiny form in comfort, glad that you had someone to hold after all that drama.
"Solved your little problem?" asked BOSS from her place at the desk, not looking up from the files she was overviewing.
"Thankfully," you sighed out, walking over to one of the single couches to sit down. Same quietly followed you, taking her place beside you.
"Who was that chink anyway?" asked Puppet Master curiously; eyes still focused on his game while sitting on the beanbag.
"Does BOSS not lecture you on your language? You're only a middle school student, but the amount of bullshit that comes out of your mouth flows out at 60 miles per hour," you retorted, groaning as you leaned back on the couch.
"I only learn from the best," said the middle schooler, the corner of his mouth curving up into a mischevious smile.
"Well at least you learned how to make witty remarks," you replied, giving up on convincing the boy to not cuss. Your energy had completely run out after dealing with Jimin and all you wanted to do now was to sleep. Sensing that you wanted to sleep, Same jumped off of your lap and quickly went to fetch a blanket. You thanked her tiredly, closing your eyes for a short nap. But you were suddenly jerked awake when a pair of hands grabbed your waist and lifted you into the air.
"What in the f—!" you shouted as your body was not in your control. Looking down at the person who had disturbed your sleep, you groaned. "Necromancer, you ass! Put me down!"
Necromancer ignored your complaint as he spun you around excitedly, pressing your cheek against his. At his ignorance, you could only groan as your body was flung around like a ragdoll. When he finally stopped and set you down, you could only bring a hand to your temple in disdain as you glared at him.
"I was just going to sleep Necromancer. WHAT MAKES YOU THINK IT'S A GOOD IDEA TO SPIN ME AWAKE?!" you shouted, fuming. His eyes smiled, you knew he was grinning behind that mask of his.
"Still as rebellious as ever I see. What have you been doing while I was gone?" he asked playfully. Same pouted irritably as she grabbed his clothing, angry that he had woken you up. Looking down, he ruffled her hair before drawing his attention back to you.
"Paperwork, as always. Thankfully, BOSS is finally doing some of her work for once," you said blatantly, motioning over to BOSS, who still was looking intently at her papers. Curious, Necromancer walked over to where the young woman sat, looking over her shoulder at the files. "Waah, you're finally doing work for once Metalia," he said in surprise.
She smirked, putting down the papers on the desk. "This one's a bad egg, that's all I gotta say. We might need to use the whole group this time," she stated, resting her chin on the palm of her hand. Hearing her words, Puppet Master looked up from his game and closed it, listening intently. Same did the same, her soft eyes now sharpening towards BOSS.
"What do you mean? Who's our enemy?" you asked, more awake than ever as you crossed one leg over the other.
"Citrix, a former league Charm," said BOSS. She looked irritable and tired, at least, more than she usually did. Hearing the name, Same looked down, her stressed expression noticeable. Along with Same, Necromancer's face was tight as well; his jaw clenched. Their dark aura noticed by PM, he noted "What's wrong? Why is it so dark in here?"
"H-He was a former member of HD. An information retainer Charm, who could get any information he needed to use against you. After betraying the league, they went after him...but he had disappeared from their reaches. Now that he's surfaced again, it's our job to bring him to 'justice,'" said Same, her voice low.
"Why are you all so tense? Just use Necromancer and we'll be fine. Kill him off and we go," said PM, not comprehending the situation. You sighed irritably, wanting to flick him across the forehead at max power, but you withheld yourself from doing so.
"Do you really think that's so easy, Puppet Master? Even if Necromancer can kill Charms, that guy is, according to the information I received, a smartass. Necromancer is only able to kill when he looks at the person physically. In addition, the league wants to bring him to justice; not to kill him. Why do I sound like I'm writing an essay?" you ended, sighing as you leaned back on the couch. At your explanation, PM's mouth formed an 'O' shape.
"So basically, what you're saying Mary is that, Necromancer's a useless bum?" he asked, trying to withhold his laughter. Necromancer looked as if he wanted to kill PM for disrespecting him, but it was to be expected from the explanation you gave.
"If that's the way you want to phrase it, then yes," you sighed out, closing your eyes. As your vision was engulfed in black, you could hear the sounds of the member's laughter. Even the one who was insulted, Necromancer, was chuckling to himself.
"I'm impressed that you were able to infer all of that from just from that little information," stated BOSS, smiling."That means I should give more paperwork to the little genius from now on."
You groaned loudly, regretting that you had ever said anything in the first place. At your reaction, all the members laughed loudly. Hearing them laugh, you were mildly annoyed but you could feel a small smile creep upon your face.
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Jimin's POV
After the run-in with Necromancer, you realized you had never brought up the topic of her brothers with Taejun. "I should really ask her next time," you thought as you walked down the hallway again, contemplating to yourself. But your thought was rejected when you remembered her cold words.
" And I would appreciate it if you never showed your face to me again."
Her words sent chills down your spine. You knew she was going to kill you if she ever saw your face again. But even those thoughts were cut off when the face of the man named Necromancer came to mind. You scoffed.
"Who does he think he is?! Threatening to kill me. I'm Jeon Jimin for goodness sake, can he not recognize me?" you thought. You knew he had some sort of liking towards Taejun, and that pissed you off. He was allowed to be near her all the time while your sad and sorry self had to avoid her at all costs. Sulking, you exited the building and got into the car that awaited you outside. As you sat in the back seat, you clutched onto the book tightly. You then looked at the review mirror, where you didn't recognize the driver.
"Excuse me sir, but do I know—"
Your words were cut off when he reached inside his coat pocket and pulled out a gun, pointing a gun to your head. You were scared shitless, gripping the book tightly. Seeing you in fear, he smirked. You could see his eyes were glowing a bright yellow color. Charm.
"Jeon Jimin, age 17, sophomore year in high school. Idol. A lady's man that's in love?... with Jung Taejun. An acquaintance of HD sect. Blood type O, weight: 120 Ibs, height: 5'9" feet. Dick size—" he stated. But you cut him off, thinking he was taking it too far.
"Please don't mention that. I don't think the readers want to know how big it is down there," you said hesitantly, still afraid he was going to fire the gun at any moment. The man laughed as he complied with your statement, to your surprise.
"Don't you mean how small it is down there?" he retorted. At that, you wished you could punch the shit out of him. If not for the gun pointed at your head, you would've strangled him in a moment. "Anyway, perfect hostage against HD sect. Oh, please excuse my rudeness. I haven't introduced myself to you have I? Even though I'm the one pointing a gun at your head."
You rolled your eyes. "What else do I need to know apart from the fact that you're a Charm and you want to hurt me?"
Ignoring you, he stated empty words. "The name is Citrix, an information retainer and also, a former member of HD sect. A.K.A, your worst nightmare."
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CHARM | original story
RomanceIn a world full of adversity and mistrust, the people called "Charm" emerged. Each possessing a unique gift of their own, they used it to their advantage. Some were bad, others were good. However, the government soon discovered this "Charm." Believi...