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Yeri is not suprise when she sees Min Yoongi is waiting for her when she walks away from the back door of Jimin's club.
"You are persistent," she says from the distance. "I'm impressed." That is sarcasm if you can't catch the drift.
"Persistent is what makes me richer from any of my family," he replies nonchalantly.
It's nearly dawn but that guy is as good looking as the models she saw in magazines.
How she hates that.
She curbs a sassy smile at him, decides that it would be a tacky move if she run away from him. She gets the idea in an instant. Min Yoongi is not a person you can run from. "Aren't you going to run along to your home now? The sun is almost up."
He replies a quiet, "No."
"Hm. And here I thought you will burst into flame if the sun is up."
He hikes his brows but that is it.
"Aren't you going to run away?"
She laughs then answering him with a question too, "Do you want me to run away?"
"It will be fun to catch you."
"Last time I remember I don't have a relative named Jerry."
"I see you like sarcasm," he puts on a thin smile. There's a twinkle in his eyes but Yeri is sure it is an evil one.
"I like everything except you."
They stand only an arm length to each other in silence after that, eyes on each other. Assessing. Counting moves. Drawing strategy.
Until Yeri brokes the silence with, "Well, unlike you, I'm no immortal so I'm gonna go and catch up a bus now. These bones need a good resting before putting to work again. Not all of us sitting on a tons of gold. So, have fun drinking some other sucker's blood today," she pauses, sneers before continuing, "Master," then walk away.
"You better get your pretty butt inside of my car now, Yeri. You don't want to mess with me."
Yeri doesn't even slow down. "That is the problem, Master. I don't want to messing around with you."
"Im Yeri!" there's a suppressed aggression in that deep voice but Yeri couldn't care less. Not even when Yoongi shouts out, "You're going to regret this."
She already regretted meeting him in the first place.
***
Three days later.
Her phone is ringing. Yeri looks at the caller Id with one eyes closed. The hospital. She must picks this up.
"Hello?" The other person must have known she just woke up from her voice alone.
"Miss Im Yeri?" The woman sounds pleasant, rehearsed.
"Yes it's me."
"I understand that you are the guardian for Mr. Im Daeshim?"
"Yes, I am. Is there something wrong with my father?"
"No, Miss. The treatment went well but there is a problem with the settlement."
That gets Yeri shock. "What? I have paid in advance!" she heatedly says.
"I understand that, Miss. But you are receiving the foundation aid in the settlement, correct?"
