Third Person P.O.V
A 22 years old boy is walking in the corridor of a huge building which has been decorated beautifully today. He is looking around, thinking about all the memories he had in this place.
They say this boy is an art! God has made him with every piece of materials in a very creative way. There was no other boy born like him ever in centuries.
He is beautiful more than a girl. The most gorgeous sight is his hair. He was born with natural red hair. Everyone knows him as a "Red-haired boy".
However, the place he is walking in is not so pleasurable for every human being. Some people just love this place, some hate, some fear and some also worship it.
It's a heaven for some and hell for some. No one really came here with any ambition. But those who come here, go back either with satisfaction or..........destruction!
No one really works here with his or her own wish. Well, no one really wants to destroy their sanity, right?
Because who really wants to work in a Brothel?!
[A/N: Brothel - a house where men and women visit prostitutes]
But eventually, you got used to everything you do. Whether it's for your satisfaction or destruction. When you left with no choice, you just go with the flow like this red-haired boy.
He really didn't come here by himself. He was brought here. His parents were dead before his eyes brutally and his one and only uncle sold him here.
Bad luck, right?
Well, it seems like normal bad luck to you but for this boy, it was a hell of an experience.
He was only 10 when he came here. He knew no one. He wasn't even familiar with the matter that happens here every single night, in every single room!
His parents were very religious so he also was a hardcore Jesus believer. But every single person whom he believed, destroyed him piece by piece.
First 2 years, he blamed his uncle. Next 2 years, he blamed his fate. Then for 3 years, he blamed his God but after that, he stopped blaming.
You can't change what happened already. So, he figured out there's no point in blaming anymore.
He accepted his fate, his situation, his position after 6 years! And the red-haired boy does not like to talk about those 6 years with anyone.
But he is grateful for one thing that he has someone with him all these years to hold him in himself. Otherwise.....!
The place he is walking in is called, "지옥과 하늘" which means "Hell and Heaven". A very famous, renowned and successful brothel, standing at the last colony of Itaewon area of Seoul for the last 30 years!
It's a little part of Seoul where exists every bar and restaurant for international visitors. No one really knows this place as a brothel beside every big businessmen, smugglers and mafias.
This place is heaven for them.
It's usually known as a hotel for foreigners. People really don't know what's going on underneath this beautiful top-ranked hotel. But if anyone got to know about this place by any chance, this place will become a hell for them.
Today no one really wants to talk about this hell and heaven because everyone knows, whatever happens, today this place will gonna turn into only Heaven for every single person. Because today is a special day.
The place is looking different today. Every single corner of this big 40 storeyed building is being decorated today.
Bright golden and white fairy lights are covering every stair handle. Lavenders are everywhere.
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Fanfiction"Hell and Heaven", a place which is not so pleasurable for every human being. Some people just love this place, some hates, some fears and some also worship it. It's a heaven for some and hell for some. No one really come here with any ambition. Bu...