in this story the police are heavily fictionalized! some of them are genuinely good people(in the story ), so that's a big change from the real world ^^
The lights flashed and the sirens wailed. Seoul Police Officers drag a highly influential man out of his house in handcuffs.
"...being charged with money laundering, tax fraud, and tax evasion..." The monotonous voice of Lee May, Kim Hyunggyu's coworker, dragged on in the background as Hyunggyu stared at the house in front of him.
He had a bad feeling about this. A car door slams, which snaps Hyunggyu out of his speculations. He takes a deep breath and makes his way to the front door.
Labored breathing fills the practice room, along with loud music and Taeyong's dance cues.
NCT 127 has no problem rehearsing their new title track "Kick It". They spent so much time learning and perfecting the choreography that it's muscle memory by now.
Suddenly a sharp ring cuts through the noise in the practice room. Taeyong tells his members to take a short break while he takes the call. He grabs his phone and makes his way into the hallway, picking up right away when he sees that the call is from a manager.
"Taeyong, what took you so long?" Manager Im asks irritably.
"Sorry, hyungnim; 127 is practicing dance right now. What would you like for me to do for you?" Taeyong says carefully, mindful of his manager's mood and careful to not set him off.
"If you get asked any questions about the ex-CEO you don't answer. Do you understand?"
"Yes, sir. But why would-" Taeyong gets cut off by his phone beeping, telling him that Manager Im had ended the call. "Odd," he said, before making his way back to the practice room to tell the members about their new orders.
"So release will be on the thirtieth?" Suho asked the manager who was explaining his solo debut schedule.
"Yes, and promotions start the same day." Manager Kim tells him, her voice as soft as always.
"So my debut will be-" A classic ringtone song suddenly plays, somehow going well with the cozy air of the office.
"Sorry, Junmyeon, I've got to take this." Manager Kim tells him before leaving the office to take the call in the hallway.
Suho took a look around the room after a moment. Manager Kim was talking quietly to whoever was on the other side of the call and hadn't been back in the room for a while. Did she leave his schedule on the desk? The papers said his name - both his real and his stage - and dates with notes under, both of which he couldn't decipher. He reached to take a paper, thinking to go over his schedule himself so as not to burden his noon anymore, when the door opened. Manager Kim let out a small gasp.
"I'm so sorry, noona." Suho said as he bowed lowly. "I wasn't thinking, and I thought it was my schedule, so-"
"No, no, it's okay Junmyeon. Those-" she gestured to the papers he had been reaching for "-are just summaries of your doctors visits. I have to look over them before you can have your solo debut." She said, voice a bit shaky. Suho started to apologize again.
"I'm so sorry, noona. I shouldn't have touched your papers either way." When he tried to bow again, Manager Kim stopped him.
"It's okay. Every now and then everyone gets curious." She said, her soothing voice making Suho feel even worse.
"Thank you for looking after me." He said, looking her in the eyes. Her eyes shimmered - he couldn't decipher with which emotion - but Suho set that thought aside as a trick of the light.

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