Whispers Of Regret | Hyunlix

Éclatant(e) - Dazzling

Un sourire peut cacher mille secrets

Translation: "A smile can hide a thousand secrets."

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Hastening towards a secluded corner, the boy with striking blue hair fervently dialed his boyfriend's number, yet received no response. Anxiously awaiting the end of the incessant ringing, he longed to hear the soothing voice of his lover. With each passing moment, his nerves frayed, his restless feet drumming a nervous beat on the ground, his heart yearning for the older.

"The person you're calling is not responding; you can now leave a voicemail or-" *beep* the repetitive automated message echoed once again. Disheartened by the lack of response, he ended the call, hoping to reach Mr. Hwang instead. Yet, his efforts proved futile as he encountered the same silence.

Just as frustration began to engulf him, he stumbled upon Hyunjin's mother's contact. Without hesitation, he swiftly tapped on it, anticipation mounting with each passing moment. When the call connected, he skipped the pleasantries, diving straight into his inquiry.

"Eomma, I saw the news. Where are you? Are you okay?" A soft chuckle followed her response. "Don't worry, honey. Eomma's fine! We're in Busan now. We had to take our private jet because it's been swarming with reporters. Hyunjin and his dad are at a meeting, and he's taking a week off from school. But we'll be okay, sweetie. Min hun will be here soon. Your mom was going to come with your dad, but I told her not to. I didn't want her leaving you and Minho alone with the maid. You know how stubborn Yun hee can be; it took a while to get her to listen." Another chuckle followed from her end of the line.

Sporting a slight smile, the younger one breathed a sigh of relief as he absorbed the news. With a nod of understanding, he added, "Eomma, if you need anything, don't hesitate to call me or Hyung. And please, don't skip meals. If you do, I won't eat either."

Mrs. Hwang could sense a pout accompanying his words, softly cooing as she responded, "Don't worry, baby. I'll be fine. I won't skip meals for you. Take care, you and Minho, and make sure to let the other boys know we're okay." After a bit more conversation, they bid each other goodbye with a sigh of relief and hung up.

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"I'm sorry, I can't proceed with your request. Student personal information is highly confidential, and we can't disclose it without permission from Mr. Hwang or Mr. Lee. I'm really sorry, Mr. Han and Ms. Lim," the middle-aged lady with glasses explained, her tone apologetic as she addressed the two.

"Mrs. Cheong, we're not like the other students here. Our parents are part of the board of directors, and VVIPs have access to private information upon request. So, what makes this case special?" the brown-haired girl asked impatiently.

Adjusting her glasses, the middle-aged lady offered an apologetic smile. "I understand your concern, but Mr. Hwang specifically requested to save the Kim siblings file in the locker room. According to our protocol, access is restricted to only Mr. Hwang's and Mr. Lee's families. I apologize for any inconvenience," she explained sympathetically

The brunette furrowed his eyebrows deeply and tilted his head while asking, "What do you mean their personal information is stored in VVIP lockers? Isn't it just for the shareholders children?"

Before the lady could say anything, the brown-haired girl blurted out incredulously, "Seriously? Are you saying that an ordinary person's information is kept in the high-security vault, while celebrities and the prime minister's kids have theirs in a separate vault? Do you even realize the implications of what you're saying? Until now, only the data of board members children was stored there. Who is this girl anyway, and what makes her biodata so secretive that it's being guarded from us?"