mark lee, or lee minhyung. either one of those. he's literally the epitome of normal citizen. he's 19 and is an accountant for his uncle's company.
mark never really complained about his life. he was always just out of place, in practically everywhere he went. when the whole office would go out drinking, he'd always stray away from everyone else and drink on his own, as he is 19. mark rarely became drunk when he was with his colleagues mainly because he was paranoid of the one 25 year old woman in the office. yes, she was attractive, everyone says that. doyoon asked mark once why he thought soomin (the 25 year old) was working in an office. he simply replied with; "she comes from a shit family."
mark was walking home, somewhat after 5 in the afternoon. he was loosening his tie. he felt strangely paranoid. mark pulled out his phone, dialing a number. he didn't bring it to his ear or put it on speaker. he can hear the phone faintly saying "the number you have dialed cannot be contacted at this time." mark pressed his teeth together in frustration as he threw his phone back into his bag and waited to cross the road.
the breeze of the afternoon air felt wonderful on mark's hair, face, and neck. he rarely smiled but he felt happy in this moment. alone and by himself. a small smile dances across mark's face as he continues his way home.
mark lee didn't expect a lot for when he came home. he lived by himself in a regular size home. well, he wasn't by himself, he had his cat: moli. moli made mark happy as well. it was more of a pathetic sad for mark to go to work, wanting to come home only for his cat.
in reality, that's all he worked for.
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Fanfiction"someone's going to catch you one of these days..." "psh. over my dead body." mark. haechan. markhyuck. ©️XIUENG