Chapter 13.1: My Resolution

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Yesung's POV 

What kind of joke is this!? I stare at the paper, unwilling to slightly believe my eyes. 

All the hate, all the threats-- it's overwhelming.  The whole piece is flooding with them, written in a creepy font and red ink. "Leave Yesung oppa alone!", "Just get the hell out of his side, woman!", "Was our threat not enough?", "AGGH! Just disapper already!", "Waahh! Oppa is so pitiful with you!Are sasaeng fans doing all of this? But, how come they got winds of it? 

The mailman's voice reminds me. She receives this much of hate almost everyday?! Without words to describe them, she must be.. hurt too much. 

Firmly crushing it in my hand, I release my anger to the letter. 

Whatever she says or do to convince me, I cannot turn a blind eye on this matter! Inyeong will definitely be hearing from me. Whether she likes it or not! 

"Jongwoon-ah!" speak of the model. She jogs her way to my side.. Questions leave her lips, asking if I have been standing out for some time. But I leave her without an answer. My ears hear her quietly concluding, "Bad mood, huh?" 

You bet I am. 

She finally inserts the key into the keyhole, twists it, unlocking the door. Inyeong takes the privilege and heads in first. I follow her afterwards. 

I silently stalk her, with my eyes, to her room. She firmly locks it close.

However, I find myself leaning on the wall. How can I open the matter, in a way that I can receive enlightening answers. As far as I've known her, this person takes hates personally. Sometimes getting depressed over them. And most likely she would-- 

"Sorry to keep you waiting!" Inyeong emerges from her room, wearing a different set of clothes. Also, she notices the bundle on my possession, "And for the hassle those notification caused you." 

.. lie. To "refrain" worrying people about her well-being. 

She takes them away from me. In addition to her see-through lie, the brunette says her company sends notification letters every now and then. The staff receives them too. Hers must have accumulated, explaining why it's a bundle. 

I wish I can believe that. 

"Really?" I adjusted my tone to sound as if I'm amused. "Is that why they're too cute? Looks like kids them, honestly speaking though."  

Inyeong freezes, her back turn to me. A fake laughter suddenly echoes in the whole room, "You're right. They do look like. Seems to me they're from the elementary school. Remember the ones I've talked about, earlier this morning. It must be them."   

So transparent. 

"Ah~ So meaning to say it's them who are sending those to your doorstep, approximately every night, to threaten you. Matching cute effects. Very deceiving, I was almost fooled by those. I couldn't predict letters as cute as those will have bloody messages. But more importantly, I did not predict this to happen to you at all." 

"You--" 

"Yeah," I did not allow her to finish for I know what's going to come out of her lips. "I intentionally did read one." 

Inyeong remains silent...   

"Why?" as much as I could, I tried not to sound threatening for she has received enough of them. "Was it necessary keeping your mouth shut about it?"

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