blackmail & broken hearts

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It happened three days after the janitor's closet.

Beomgyu opened his locker and a note fluttered out.

"Meet me behind the gym. Alone."
A tiny printed photo was tucked behind it.

It was blurry.
But still unmistakable.
Him. Yeonjun. Kissing.
Hands where they shouldn't be.
A timestamp.

His blood ran cold.

She was already waiting.

Pretty. Innocent-looking. And holding her phone like a weapon.

"I won't tell anyone," she said sweetly. "If you go on a date with me."

Beomgyu blinked. "What?! Are you seriously—?"

"I like you," she shrugged. "And I saw the way you look at Soobin's brother. I know he's just using you. So... prove me wrong. Be with someone who actually wants you."

Beomgyu's heart pounded.

She smiled. "Just one date. Then the photo disappears."

He agreed.

Stupid. Guilty. Furious.
But he agreed.

He met her outside the café in a hoodie and cap, nervous and twitchy.

What he didn't know?
Yeonjun was across the street.
Watching.

Yeonjun hadn't planned to follow him.
He told himself he didn't care.
But when he saw that girl slide her hand into Beomgyu's arm—
He. Saw. Red.

Beomgyu laughed at something she said.

That fake laugh.

That fake smile.

And Yeonjun clenched his fists like it was the only thing keeping him from crossing the street and dragging him home.

Should he confront him?

Should he ruin the date?

Or... should he make Beomgyu beg for his attention again?

Yeonjun didn't know yet.

But one thing was clear.

He was jealous.
And Beomgyu was playing with fire.

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