~Made in Japan~

Chapter 37

Hui POV:

When Y/n shows me the paper. I read it over and over again. Again. And again. Again. And once more. There's no way there's no way. It can't be.

But it was true, Hyunggu was innocent. He was really telling the truth when he said he was trying to live a better life, and I murdered him.

"F***ing tits" I hear Hongseok curse and bang his fist against the table. He then looks towards me.

"Hui hyung how are you holding up?" He asks me, clearly concerned about my well-being. I take a deep breath. My sadness is gone, but every ounce of it has turned into anger, that wouldn't be stopped.

"He needs to pay for what he f***ing did" I ignore Hongseok's question and turn my body towards Yuto.

"Why couldn't you have trusted me enough to even check IF HE WAS INNOCENT" My voice starts of calm, and then picks up. My blood is boiling and I feel my face heat up.

"LIKE I REALLY WOULD'VE CARED THEN. HUI, REMEMBER WHAT HE DID TO CHANGGU" Yuto retaliates, looking dead into my eyes. Sure I remember what happened with Changgu, but that doesn't mean someone else has to die.

"YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO KILL HIM. OR BETTER YET YOU COULD'VE SHOT HIM YOURSELF"

"HUI IF I DIDN'T DO IT SOMEONE ELSE WOULD HAVE. PLUS, IF I HAD SHOT HIM WOULD IT REALLY HAVE TAKEN AWAY FROM YOUR GRIEVING"

I open my mouth to yell at him again, but then close it shut. He's not going to listen to me even if I try to calmly explain my feelings to him. Yuto doesn't listen to anybody but himself.

Without thinking, I lunge around Y/n and push Yuto's shoulders with both my hands. Looking up into his eyes and trying to make myself seem bigger and tougher. He returns with the same shove. And as soon as his hands land on me, I tackle him.

Due to Yuto being taller and clumsier than I was, he goes down like a baby giraffe. I straddle his chest and land many blows on his face. Crying between each word I yell at him.

"WHY.....DID HE....HAVE TO.....DIE!!!!" I scream out the last part, snot and tears running down my face.

I was a complete mess, unaware of what I was actually doing physically. The only thing I cared about was hurting him, making him feel the same pain I was feeing at that moment.

Hongseok then kicks me in my ribs, and off of Yuto. It hurts but I only have one focus right now, to harm Yuto. I crawl back to where Yuto is but Wooseok hooks each of his arms underneath my armpits and pulls me away. I struggle and try my best to break away from his grip, but Wooseok's grip strength is far too superior.

"E- F***ING-NOUGH" Y/n shrieks at the top of her lungs, her face is weathered from crying and her mascara is running down her face. I suddenly feel myself calm down and snap back to reality.

I hadn't even noticed her standing in between me and Yuto while we were arguing. Her eyes were watering again and her head shifted from looking at Yuto, then to me.

"Can we....try to be civilized about this?" Her voice squeaks. She's tired I can tell, and I feel sorry that she has to continually put up with me and Yuto.

"Y/n baby I-" Yuto starts, stepping toward Y/n to touch her arm.

Y/n backs up and screams at the top of her lungs. "I JUST WANTED TO BE A MODEL. THATS. IT." Y/n backs up until her back hits the wall, and looks at me and Yuto with all the anger in her eyes.

She frantically moves her head to look at all of us. Y/n currently looks like a scared bunny surrounded by hungry wolves. Her breathing picks up and her breaths get shallower and shallower.