CYNICAL

Prologue

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Namjoon was smiling widely looking at his friends who were enjoying themselves,

He closed his eyes feeling happy, contained, even what happened years ago still haunts him, he can still find his serenity and peace with them, his friends.

They don't know, his family doesn't know, no one knows and Namjoon have decided to keep it like that,

Namjoon frowned when his phone suddenly rang, he blindly swinged his hand on the grass where he's laying down and grabbed his phone,

The boy picked up the upcoming call bringing the device near his ears before speaking,

"Hello?"

"Hello, is this Kim Namjoon speaking?"

"Yeah, that's me."

Namjoon frowned when heard soft mumbles and shuffling in the background as someone else took the phone.

"Oh god Joon, he ran away!"

Namjoon's eyes shot opened widely in horror as he got up from his laying position, sitting back down, his whole body was trembling for the second and his breath was getting heavy but he forced himself to relax before speaking again,

"Ran away? How? When did it happened?" The boy asked eyes warily looking at the happy faces of his friends,

"Today few hours ago, somebody helped him from outside."

Namjoon frowned, no one knows he exists, no one knows the terrible mistake Namjoon did so who could help him? And why?

"I-... Is there any leads or maybe a anything about the second person?" Namjoon asked rubbing his forehead,

"No apparently, we are trying our best to track him down, but till then stay on alert, you know he's coming for you."

Namjoon's whole body shiver at the older male's words and knowing the truth behind it,

"Yes, thank you."

The boy ended the call releasing a deep sigh not knowing exactly what to do, his one mistake is putting many people's life in danger and he doesn't know how to stop it,

"Namjoon hyung." Namjoon looked up when a sudden voice spoke up,

"Yes Jungkook?" Namjoon answer while putting a fake smile which he gotten master in that many years,

"Somebody wanted to talk to you." Jungkook said handing his phone to the older male, who took the device with a frown, mumbling a small thank you before bringing it near his ears,

"Hello?"

"Hello Joon Joon, missed me?"

Namjoon's breath caught up, his body went still, blood ran cold after hearing the oh so familiar icy cold voice, his hands trembled as he desperately tried to get a grip and speak which he was having a hard time doing so.

"RM?"