"You are mine and only mine. All rights reserved."
You thought you knew him. From inside out. More than anyone else in the whole world.
Oh, how you were wrong...
"It's scary what a smile can hide. "
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Min Yoongi sat on his favorite grassy expanse of lawn, sipping a can of beer as he watched the sunset. Well, technically it wasn't his lawn. The lawn belonged to the huge-ass property surrounding a posh guest house in the middle. Yoongi often came here when he wanted to enjoy the sunset. There was nothing like here to enjoy a good can of alcohol. He knew that it was trespassing on private property. But Yoongi didn't give two sh*ts. The view of the sunset here was amazing. No wonder they built the house right here. Yoongi quite liked this place. But he did not like the owner quite as much.
Yoongi had known from day one that the new owner was nothing but trouble. He had known since the day he got chased out of there by his cronies.
What a pretentious git!
If he wanted to chase him out he should have come out himself, like a man. Nevertheless, Yoongi came back to the lawn often. Partly because he just wanted to annoy the new owner but turns out the little sh*it didn't even use the guesthouse. He came there once in blue moon with someone to clean up the place and then left. So it had been a surprise to him when a girl suddenly appeared there. Cursing and fuming, she dragged her bag towards the door. She had not seen him. Or if she had seen him, she didn't say anything. That's right. That's how people should be.
He couldn't go back to the lawn after that for a day due to some circumstances.
The next day he was sitting on the lawn sipping on his beer when he heard the shouts.
WHAT ARE YOU DOING KIM SEOKJIN?
I'm sorry Raven I don't' have a choice
Yoongi scoffed. Was this guy serious?
Yoongi looked around the property. The property was so large and wide and the guest house was right smack in the middle of it essentially isolating the building from outside. Rich people and their pretentious preferences. Yoongi thought, shaking his head. Nobody else has probably heard her.
Yoongi crushed the now empty beer can and threw it aside. He sighed dramatically, fishing out his phone.
Holding the phone to his ear, Yoongi looked back at the sunset.
"911, What's your emergency?"
What a bother.
The End
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