𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬

Six

Minhyuk decided to hang out with Jinjin and Eunji during lunch. He wanted to find out what the big secret was between the four of them.

"Can I ask something?" He suddenly said as Jinjin and Eunji nodded their heads. "What's going on between Bin, Eunwoo, MJ and Hyemi?"

"They used to hang out in the past," Jinjin was the one who answered.

"What happened?"

"Uhm," Eunji uttered. "It's not really something you talk about in public. Let's just say they had a big fight,"

"It just means you didn't try hard enough,"

"Please, Hyemi, I didn't know what was up with me last night," Bin said, kneeling down.

"Mimi," Eunwoo added. "We're really sorry,"

"No." Hyemi pushed his hand away. "Just get out. I don't wanna ever see you guys again,"

Minhyuk leaned in, "Was it really that bad?"

Jinjin nodded, "It was. Now why don't you finish your lunch?"

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"But we just wanted to know -" Hyemi's request was cut off by the officer.

"No." He said. "We don't do requests for minors,"

"We're not minors!" Bin pointed at MJ, "He's already 22!"

"I am?" MJ said pointing at himself then nodded, realizing the lie. "Ah, yes I am!"

"Nice try kid," The officer said, pushing them out of the station.

Eunwoo sighed, "Well, that went well,"

"Hey Eunwoo," MJ snapped his fingers. "I just remembered, your uncle was there during the trial. Does he still work as a lawyer?"

"Yeah but I don't know where he is right now or what he's been up to,"

MJ took out his phone, "Nevermind, I have his number saved here. You just have to talk to him,"

The three of them looked at MJ in a confused way, "Why do you have his uncle's phone number?" Hyemi asked.

"For times like this, I can be very helpful,"

MJ dialed the number and someone picked up from the other line, "Hello?"

MJ gave the phone to Eunwoo, "Uncle? It's Dongmin."

"Ah, my favorite nephew," He chuckled. "What can I do for you?"

"Are you in Korea right now"

"Yes! I'm at my office. You should come visit sometime, I'm staying for a couple of weeks."

"Really? Well, then I'm on my way. See you!" Eunwoo ended the call and threw the phone back at MJ. "I guess we're going, then."

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"Hyung! I won! I won!" Minseok screamed from the phone.

"Really?" Minhyuk said as he finished cooking the soup. "Well then you better get back here quickly or else the soup will get cold,"

"Okay! We're on our way home,"

A few minutes later, there was a loud crash.

"Minseok?" Minhyuk exclaimed through the phone. "Minseok?! Mom?! Dad?!"

Minhyuk jolted up beside Eunji, good thing it was already dismissal, "You okay?" Eunji asked.

He nodded, sitting down, "Yeah, what did I miss?"

"Nothing much," Eunji fixed her things. "There's a quiz tomorrow on angles,"

"That's all?"

"Y—yeah."

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"So, what's this all about?" Eunwoo's uncle asked as we sat down.

"We wanted to know something about that incident," Bin started. "You know, two years ago,"

"Wait!" He raised his hands. "Are you four back together again? This is great, we should celebrate."

"No, we're not," MJ answered, bluntly. "We're just here to clarify some things."

His uncle frowned, "Oh, so no wine then?"

"Mr. Lee," Hyemi called. "Can you help us?"

"Please, Hyemi, we've known each other for quite some time," He said. "Call me, Uncle Daesung."

"Okay, Uncle Daesung," Hyemi said. "We want to find out who the victim was, two years ago."

"Hm, that's a little hard to find out,"

"Don't you have a file or something?" Eunwoo asked.

"I did but it was taken from me."

"By who?"

"Do you remember Ji Aera?" The lawyer asked.

Three of them nodded while MJ said, "The girl who kept following Bin around?"

Bin hit his head, "You didn't have to say that, you know,"

"I think she still goes to our school," Hyemi said, trying to remember her face. "I saw her once in one of the booths,"

Daesung crossed his arms, "She does and if you want to find out about that day, you better ask her."

All four of them looked at each other with confused faces.

Why her? She wasn't there that night, right? Or was she?

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"Did you get the name?" Minhyuk asked a petite girl behind the school building.

She nodded, "But what would you do if I tell you?"

Minhyuk balled his hands into a fist, "I'll make them pay,"

She was reluctant to tell him who, but did anyway, "It's Kim Myungjun."