The young Chinese male walked home after leaving the school full of poisonous snakes. He was listening to Don't Call Me Angel. He smiled as he saw his house come into view and jogged towards it. He got out the key and opened the door before closing it and stumbling.
Renjun looked back to see what he tripped on and saw that the shoe/coat rack had fallen. He was confused, he knew that it was standing when he left and the door was locked. He then remembered that some people had some copies of the key and groaned when he heard voices come from the living room. Renjun got up and walked over to see three teenagers there. They were his cousins, and absolute shits.
They were spoiled, their hygiene wasn't the best and they were stupid. There were two girls and one boy there messing up the living room. Renjun managed to go upstairs silently and went to his room, retrieving a packet and pulling out six of the small blades. He walked downstairs and saw that the mess has gotten worse, making him loose it once again that day. Renjun then threw one of the blades towards the youngest, a girl, landing it a few centimeters from her head and into the wall, where he was aiming. The girl screeched and looked back to see the angered boy at the end of the stairs.
The two were still making a mess, despite the scream from their younger sister. Renjun then threw one just between the legs of the boy and landing it on the floor. The older two then realized that their cousin was home, and was infuriated. The all were now looking at Renjun who had a cold glare.
"I'm so close to just throwing these to your throats, and I can. I have four knives left. So you guys should leave before I keep my word"
The three scurried out the house as they feared for their lives. The boy at the stairs sighed. He then heard soft knocking on the door and immediately knew who it was. He went over and opened the door, fixing the coat rack with one hand.
"Hey InJun, I see that your cousins ran out, they messed up the house?"
"Yep, and I don't like it, willing to help me?"
Jungwoo nodded and entered the house. The youngest went to retrieve his blades. He stopped from grabbing the one in the wall when he heard a whistle. Renjun looked back and saw Jungwoo looking through his sketchbook. He flinched when the older showed him the drawing of Lucas he drew. Renjun places down the knives and ran to Jungwoo-avoiding the mess- and yanked back his sketchbook, closing it, and clutching it to his chest.
"Okay, one, That means nothing. Two, how the hell did you get and open the journal so fast?!"
Jungwoo just smiled and shrugged.
"Hey, it's a good drawing"
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You Can Be The Boss{LuRen}
FanfictionSLOW-ish UPDATES (I edited and rearranged some chapters so the comments are a bit random now.. whoops?) Renjun was known as the quiet artistic boy. He would become aggressive when annoyed or when others got in his personal space. That was until a...
