Hunted

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He shot me a confused and pretty suspecting look. "Why would you go to-"

I rolled my eyes, interrupting his sentence. "The apartment I'm staying at is around there, San. I dropped out of that school the second I 'went missing'."

The man's thin lips formed an 'o', understanding what I was saying probably for the first time since we had met.

• • •

"Stay focused, okay?" Jennie reminded while Sunwoo was driving towards the address where our target was supposed to be. An old man I kept forgetting the name of; dealing with illegal stuff; not an official member of the underground, just like Minhyuk;

I had no idea what Minhyuk held against him and Jennie and Sunwoo didn't seem to be enlightened with that knowledge either. It wasn't a surprise. Minhyuk always gave orders without explanation. If a person was needed killed, that's what us- his minions were supposed to do. No questions, no answers.

That's what we were doing. Breaking inside a mansion with twenty more people on our side, not leaving a single soul alive and transporting every piece of valuables our eyes landed on. We stayed in there until seconds before the sun came up.

Good thing in this work was the organization. Sunwoo had a squad hack not just the mansion's security system, but the whole neighborhood in barely a few hours. No alarms, no cameras, no lights, so we wouldn't be seen, caution to not be heard and skills to soundlessly kill. Guns with silencers, knives and good teamwork.

Usually mansions were built with a lot of greenery around and particularly far from the rest of the neighborhoods, so that gave us an advantages too. No one heard or suspected a thing. It was two in the morning when we started the mission, so we weren't seen either.

The mission was successfully completed. Goods were successfully transported out. With a lot of casualties and not a trace or a clue left behind for the police to find. Just a lot of dead bodies and blood.

There was one more thing left I had to take care of- Jaemin. So that he'd hopefully persuade the rest to give up finding me too. Meaning- one more day in my hometown before I go back to the hellhole I called home now.

• • •

I looked at the sparkling curved letters spelling the name of the bar Sunwoo gave me. I didn't ask him how he got Jaemin's location, neither did I care.

All that mattered was that I was there. I got to see him again, touch him again, break him again... As if the pain I caused him ever since I met him wasn't enough. Like I wasn't enough of a curse just being in his life.

I walked inside the crowded bar. The amount of people was probably what lured Jaemin in. The more people, the more talk, the less overwhelming thoughts. And after I destroyed his hope yesterday, this was probably the only thing that could distract him from his heartbreak.

I took a deep breath. My heart suddenly trembling in my chest. My throat and lips ran dry. I could feel the nervousness slowly creeping under my skin. Seeing him so close after so long did manage to shake my heart again. I didn't realize my hands were so shaky until I brought my right one to put a strand of my hair behind my ear.

I made slow heavy steps towards the bar, ignoring the chatter on the tables around me. My eyes strictly focused on his figure. His mocha hair was messy and his shirt loosened, hanging closed merely on the lower buttons. He grabbed what seemed to be a glass of whiskey and drank a long sip out of it before leaning his head on his left hand on the bar.