Seoul, South Korea"Poison."
"Excuse me?", Taehyung said when Yo-Na started the vehicle and rushed down the road in full speed.
"I shot the guards with poison arrows. Don't worry, though, they're used by zoo employees when they want to narcotize animals. The three of them are going to be asleep for an hour, if we're lucky enough."
He wondered how in the world was she able to handle a gun and where she got those poisonous shots. At the same time, he knew it was better if some things were left unsaid.
"There are clean clothes on the backseat, you should put them on before we get to the airport."
When she stopped on red light, Taehyung went to the back of the car and changed into clothes that Yo-Na mentioned, consisting of white shirt, blue jeans, a pair of socks and shoes which seemed to be his size.
"Listen carefully. The backpack next to you is very important part of the plan. Inside you'll find information crucial for past 7 days: about people who scammed you, their little clan, possible current location and plan that included you and Jiwoo as main victims."
Taehyung looked at the brown-leather bag next to him with big lump in his throat and wondered if he has enough strength to open it.
Twenty minutes later, the vehicle stopped in front of Incheon International Airport's main entrance. Yo-Na seemed cautious as she checked twice before rushing him to exit.
Right when she turned the engine on, Taehyung turned around and called out her name.
"Why are you doing this?", he finally asks. Hwang Yo-Na smiles indefinitely.
"You'll find out once you're up in the sky."
She was so fast to go back on the road that all Taehyung could do was stare at the car with puzzled expression.
There weren't any major problems with boarding, and although he was in economic class, there weren't many people on flight. He dared to open the backpack when ringing alerted him, and other passengers started giving him looks when he didn't react to the sound. On top of the pile pushed inside, he found a phone - basic Nokia with keyboard. Something told him the unknown number could belong to one person only.
And he was right. Yo-Na started talking before he even got to say a word.
"I didn't want my reply to hold you back, because I knew you would feel guilty. That's why I didn't answer your question right away."
Taehyung was afraid of where this was going. What was she going to say? That she has incurable illness? That this was all a set-up? No words came out his mouth while his friend was taking a deep breath on the other side.
"The reason why I helped you... is also the reason why I have always been on your side, no matter the situation or weight of responsibility."
There was another intense pause before she continued. It seemed like both of them were scared to speak any further, but Yo-Na knew, deep inside, that she'd have to come clean one day.
"It's because I'm in love with you. In fact, I've always been. Ever since we met on that party, I couldn't get you out of my heart and mind. I've tried, countless times, and I've tried even harder when you told me about her."
She didn't have to say the name for him to know who is her referred to. And Yo-Na was right. He did feel guilty, as if it was something he could've controlled. Finally, he speaks.
"Why didn't you tell me?", but her answer was obvious.
"Because it wouldn't have changed anything at all. Tell me, do you feel something other than that big lump in your throat? Something... special?"

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Fanfiction[DISCLAIMER: I WROTE THIS FANFIC WHEN I WAS YOUNG, DUMB AND VERY DRAMATIC. READ AT YOUR OWN ACCORD] Kim Tae Hyung is the heir to a multi-million dollar fashion company in Seoul. His relationship with his wife, Jeon Jiwoo, is on thin ice, as she has...