Jopping | Mark X Reader | Mark Lee | SuperM FF

In which a girl comes face to face with a dangerous mafia gang leader

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jopp·ing

(v.) the combination of jumping and popping.

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I look at him and snark. "You wouldn't do it Lee," I sigh. "You don't have the nerve to do so."

"Watch me." His eyes flicker as he speaks. "All you have to do is say the truth and I won't do it."

"As if I'll give you the satisfaction of knowing things that you so desperately wish to know." I scoff and walk closer to him, my heels clicking against the glass roof. "I dare you Mark. Are you really willing to risk everything for the truth?"

I stop as I am right in front of him. I look at him and smirk. "I don't think you have it in you."

He looks at me with a blank face and nonchalantly says: "I guess you don't know me well enough (Y/N)."

He presses a button and the entire building bursts into flames.

The roof's on fire. "Let it burn to an ash," he simply says.

I gasp and look around. No possible safe way of escaping this burning building.

I turn to look at him again, but he's gone.

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