Red ↠ JENYONG

XVII

Jennie focused one eye on the cardboard target, closing the other, as her fingers delicately wrapped around the cold, silver gun, tightening her grip. She raised it, aiming it on to the small red dot printed on the fake human head.

Bang! Bang!

The cardboard body shook backward with a new hole replacing the once red dot. It was now around 4:30 in the afternoon.

She spent the whole day practicing her aim. Shooting bullets and refilling the tool Jennie once was terrified of even looking at, like a madman. She kept thinking about last night. She murdered someone. She actually killed someone.

The moment she agreed to join, she knew that this was unavoidable and she would have to do it sooner or later anyway but it didn't make her feel less bad. Choi Siwon was definitely a bad man and deserved to die.

Jaehyun told Jennie that she shouldn't feel guilty for killing him because he didn't only kill five of our staff, he killed everyone who dared oppose him, including innocent civilians who happen to catch him in the act when he was drunk and not careful.

It wasn't that she killed him though. It was the fact that she took someone's life.

This however, wasn't what frightened Jennie the most. What truly terrified her, was how she didn't feel any remorse. Her heart pounded hard, but it wasn't from guilt, it was from excitement. She must be crazy to get excited from killing people. God, she just wanted to go home already.

Jennie called up her university a while ago to say that she was taking a sudden leave to go on a short unplanned trip overseas. She also told this to her parents and friends, that she was going overseas suddenly with her friend from New Zealand.

No one found this suspicious in any way as it wasn't uncommon among the rich to randomly take trips because no matter what, we're eventually going to be taking over our parents company.

She sighed, wiping off the glistening sweat roughly, off her forehead and neck with the white fluffy towel next to her. Jennie knew it didn't really make sense that she was sweating when all she was doing is shooting and not doing actually exercise but thinking takes a lot of effort ok?!

As she lifted up her cup, about to hydrate her parched throat, she felt a domineering presence enter the room.

The mere presence of the red haired man seemed to completely engulf the spacious vicinity with intensity. He exuded elegance yet a dark threatening aura, so naturally. He strode towards Jennie calmly with his lazy signature smirk. His dark brown misty orbs which witnessed horrors beyond her wildest imagination.

"Good job. It's everywhere," Taeyong informed her.

It took her a second to realise what he meant, snapping out of her trance. Kai. Remember Kai.

Jennie smiled back at him softly, "it's only part of my work."

He nodded his head and scratched the back of his neck awkwardly not knowing what to say.

"I've been meaning to ask you for a while now. Am I allowed to go back to visit my parents and friends? I'm sure my boyfriend is worried as well," she asked nervously.

She wouldn't dare ask this before but Jennie managed to somehow gather up courage to say it now that she's finally warmed up to everyone. At least enough to reassure herself that they wouldn't kill her so easily after making her grand debut into the underworld.

Taeyong furrowed his eyebrows slightly.

She worried that he might say no so Jennie quickly spoke, "just so they won't get suspicious or think something is off."