𝐀𝐌𝐁𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 ↝ 𝘉𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘞𝘪𝘯

Chapter 1

As the car engine sung to the lone highway roads, Bright hummed a familiar tune. His driver , a gray haired man by the name of Park Jimin gave him a questioning look as the black haired woman who was comfortably sitting at the back seat was played with the strands of her long black hair. Jimin and Tu were wondering what was going on in the man's head as his face wasn't expressionless as usual. Instead of a stone cold face , a playful smirk decorated his heart shaped lips. It was very unusual for Bright to smile even in the slightest of ways , even if it was a cruel smile used as a weapon to mock others. Jimin , one of his assistants decided to ignore his anxious thoughts and advert his focus on driving again. He gave Bright one last side look as his boss was lifting the branded sunglasses up his nose bridge. No matter how much he tried to ignore it , the eerie silence flowing in the car was creeping up into the assistant's mind. It occupied it completely so he hesitantly decided to bring up the volume of the radio just to distract himself a bit.
Suddenly , a deep voice stopped him dead in his tracks. Although he was a grown ass man who could do more than just a fist fight , he was still scared from his boss. Bright was one scary man.

" Lower it a bit , it's too loud. " The devilishly handsome man demanded as Jimin nodded and followed the order. His hand immediately reached to lower the volume and Bright's smirk grew as he realized once again how much of an impact he had on Jimin. Bright's large hand reached into his black suit's shallow pocket and took out a folded photograph. Carefully unfolding the old paper , he revealed four boys standing together. The boys were hugging each other as big smiles were painted on their faces. It was clear that they were happy , happier than they were now probably. It was amazing how just one picture consisted Bright's entire past.
The happy expressions on the boys faces didn't make him nauseous after looking at it for so many years almost on daily basis. It didn't make his stomach churn in disgust. It was a surprise for his assistants. Even if they didn't know the whole story , they knew whatever happened a decade ago had affected Bright too deeply. He didn't give up like most people would if they were in his shoes. This dark and depressing past of his motivated him to be where he's at today. That was the only benefit from it. He is deep in thought , gaze directed at the window staring at the bright green trees and bushes Jimin drove by.
Tu was too uncomfortable, fiddling with her thumbs. She decided to be the one to break the ice that paralyzed this entire car. " How much to go for the hotel? " She asked Jimin who had a stern look on his face , focused on the road.
" Awhile. " Tu hummed in response , unlocking her phone to check the time. She looked at Bright for a moment.

He was leaning on the car's door handle , elbow glued to the dark surface as his hand supported his chin and head. Beads of sweat formed from his hairline and dripped down to his forhead , face and disappeared into the white collar of the shirt he wore underneath his black blazer.
Bright still had that photograph , his left hand clutching it. Tu quickly adverted her gaze as she plugged her earbuds into her ears. She will worry about him later. Bright couldn't relax even if he wanted to. His head was being flooded with old memories. His memories and experiences he had when he was Sarawat would haunt him. Not only at day light but even when he was supposed to rest and sleep at night. All he saw is that morning at the hotel In front of his eyes. Sarawat wasn't who he wanted to be now. He wasn't a man who radiated confidence and strength unlike Bright. But at the end of the day..they are the same person.

Too naive and loving but still stubborn and introverted. Sarawat was too sweet , too weak and too gentle to comprehend what was about to happen to him. He never really looked into his friends sucpisious behaviors , giving them all of his trust only to be mocked with and broken at the end.

Sarawat had this one friend. He was like an elder brother to him, always looking after Sarawat and supporting him in every way he could. His name was Joss. But he was known by his nickname.