With one last zip of his luggage, Jisung wore his cap and was about to wear his mask when his door opened, brows furrowed with the lack of a knock.
"Do your parents ever teach you how to knock at the door that is not yours?"
Donghyuck gritted his teeth and stormed out of his room, which made him raise a brow.
A knock caused him to mumble curse words, closing his eyes to remain calm.
"Get the fuck in here, Lee Donghyuck."
The boy flung his door with a bang, fists clenched as he stormed in front of Jisung.
"Did your parents ever teach you manners?" Donghyuck spat back.
Jisung just looked at him, his lips forming a fake smile.
"Basically, my parents disowned me, and my father asked Taeyong to take care of me. So I don't have anyone to teach me."
"Fine" Donghyuck stood away.
"Well, why did you come here?"
"Right. Jungwoo said Naih is missing."
"Oh" Jisung said, wearing his mask, then dragging his luggage closer to him.
"We might suggest that you bring people to accompany you so you can find her easier."
"No thanks"
"Seriously?" he trailed his eyes at the back of the boy, who's now walking outside his room.
"I can find her myself."
"How much do you bet?"
Jisung faced him with a raised brow.
"My instinct"
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The unfamiliar airport greeted her as the plane landed.
INCHEON INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT
Naih decided to hide in Korea. Oh, is she really hiding?
Completely aware of Neo living in Seoul, Naih confidently walked between busy people with two suitcases on both hands.
"What a thrilling race!" she mumbled at the thought.
Eyes landing on the exit, Naih walked faster as she didn't want to meet anyone's eyes, concerning that there might be a single person under Neo.
"Dumb shit, Lim Naih." she whispered under her breath as she forgot to wear a mask.
Jisung, on the other hand, made his way to the airport after receiving a confirmation for his rush flight to China.
Bloody scenes replayed in his mind— he was visioning the girl's face, which he saw last night.
The sight of her slitting Renjun's throat made him want to throw up, but between his daydreaming, his eyes randomly landed on the long black-haired girl, rushing her way in the opposite direction.
His mind wavered at the thought of Naih, but his feet automatically led him to follow her.
Making sure that the girl would never get out of his sight, Jisung quickened his pace while still making sure not to leave a trace behind her—if she's really Naih.
Naih stopped at the never-ending line of taxis, not sure if she would take a ride or not.
Oh, she actually doesn't have any idea where to stay or where to go.
Standing furiously with her eyes closed, she gripped the handles of both luggages.
Jisung stood in line with her, taking quick glances.
And as the wind shoved her hair away from her face, a grin formed on his lips at the confirmation.
"My instincts are always right."
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