Mr. Opposite | kth fanfic

Dreams

I got off our black bulletproof van with my appa and my brother. Appa was clutching both of me and my brother's hand to make sure of our safety.

Large cameras were flashing, reporters and the press was surrounding us asking my appa so many questions.

Reporters were also helding out their mics to me and my brother hoping that they'll receive and answer from the both of us.

I gripped my brother's hand tightly to make sure he won't run away or get pulled by someone.

It was a complete mess.

We ran inside the building and finally found peace.

"This way sir," A lady with red robe leaded us to the trial room.

We sat on our respective seats and the trial started.

"Don't worry." My dad's lawyer whispered. His eyes were full of hope as he smiled.

I looked at the opposite direction were I saw a man wearing a blue suit sat with his lawyer with smirks on their faces. Go to hell.

"Mr. Shin, do you agree that you are guilty and liable of Mrs. Jeon's death?"

"No," Mr. Shin's lawyer stood us and walked in front. "June 7 2005, Mr. Shin flew abroad to the United States. It is very obvious that he wasn't there in the crime scene which happened the same day at 9:00 in the morning."

"Lawyer Lee, what time did Mr. Shin's airplane left?" Our lawyer questioned earning smirks from our side.

"Such nonsense that you need to ask what time did Mr. Shin's aiplane leave." Lawyer Lee said with a chuclle.

"You wouldn't deny answering my question if you aren't guilty of anything. It's just a question." Our lawyer said in a chill tone.

The judge and the prosecutor eyed Mr. Lee and raised an eyebrow.

"Mr. Shin's flight left at 11:00." The prosecutor answered for Mr. Lee.

"N-" Mr. Lee was cut off by our lawyer.

"Which explains the CCTV." Our lawyer stated.
"At 9:00 am, a man in a car shot Mrs. Jeon. The car was heading to the airport rushingly. " Our lawyer said

"Plate number 06 B 7035 which was the car Mr. Shin used while going to the airport." The prosecutor said.

The trial was still going. I was in a complete shock. I ran outside sat on the floor with my hands hugging my legs. Tears were falling down my cheeks, I was crying loudly until I heard a voice.

"You ok?" I looked up seeing a boy with brownhair kneeling beside me.
I wiped off my tears and nodded.

"Why are you here." I asked avoiding his gaze.

"I saw you running away." The boy answered innocently.

"Yeah." I said and shrugged.
I tried to put on a serious face but my anger got me.

"You don't even know me." I snapped.

" I do. You're my dad's client's daughter." He said.

"Don't worry. He'll be prosecuted." He smiled hopefully and faced his hand on my shoulder.

"Hope so." I said and we both stood up.

"Let's go there." The boy pointed outside.

"I ca-" I was cutt of by him saying, "Here." He handed me a black face mask.

"Thanks." I said and put it on.

We went outside without anyone noticing our identity.

We both sat on a bench and stared the the beautiful sky.

"So tell me, what happened." He said without looking at me.

"My mom and dad were on a business trip to Busan. On their way, someone in a black vehicle shot my mom. People say that it's because of jealousy. Our company earned more than the company of the suspect. We were ranked #1 and the suspect's company was ranked #5." I said and finally looked at him.

His eyes were sparkling and his hair danced with the wind. I wasn't expecting him to look like that. His aura was nearly perfect and his smile was unique.

I gulped and looked down.

"Sorry." He said and I nodded.

"Why are you here anyways?" I asked.

" I accompany my dad in trails. I'm kinda interested." He said proudly.

"You want to become a lawyer?" I asked.

"Yep. Someday..." He smiled.

My eyes shot wide open realizing it was a dream.

"Or short of a flashback 10 years ago."

I got up my bed and rubbed my eyes.

"Why do I keep dreaming about what happened 12 years ago?!" I groaned

I placed my red jacket's hoodie on top of my head and placed my hands inside my black ripped jean's pockets.

I sat on my office chair and spun around like a little child. I reached for my box of sticky notes and ripped one out.

I scribbled some things and crumpled it. I shrugged at my childishness and threw the paper somewhere in my room.

Im really bored and lazy today...

I placed my head on my table and tilted my head to the right revealing my calendar.

"June 7 2017."

Once again my mind flashbacked on what happed 12 years ago.

I remembered the boy who comforted me in the prosecutor's office.

Where are you?

How could I forget to thank you sincerely?

^^^ pic above is  the prosecutor's office of Seoul