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𝔻𝕒𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕖𝕕 - 𝕔𝕙.𝟛𝟛 - 𝕟𝕔𝕥 𝕕𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕞 𝕤𝕞𝕒𝕦

𝕔𝕙.𝟛𝟚 | 𝕞𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥 | 𝕔𝕙.𝟛𝟜

𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟛𝟛 : 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕣𝕥𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕖𝕖

𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕤 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕡𝕙𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕡𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕖𝕥, 𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕 𝕕𝕖𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕝𝕪 𝕤𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕓𝕠𝕪𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕒𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕤𝕥 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟. 𝔸𝕗𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕤𝕡𝕠𝕥𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕁𝕚𝕤𝕦𝕟𝕘 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕟𝕖𝕩𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕒𝕣, 𝕒𝕨𝕜𝕨𝕒𝕣𝕕𝕝𝕪 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕥 𝕒 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝 𝕨𝕙𝕠 𝕚𝕤 𝕦𝕟𝕒𝕨𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕓𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝕤𝕦𝕣𝕧𝕖𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕖, 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕣𝕦𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕤 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕡𝕦𝕝𝕝𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕠𝕪 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕠𝕞.

“𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟,” 𝕁𝕚𝕤𝕦𝕟𝕘 𝕤𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕖𝕤, 𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕪 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕖𝕖 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕. “𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕'𝕧𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕤𝕠 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕕 𝕠𝕗 𝕞𝕖. 𝕀 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕘𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕪 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕒 𝕞𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕙𝕠𝕥𝕥𝕚𝕖.”

“𝕀’𝕕 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖 𝕒𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕒𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕤𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕚𝕟 𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕘𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕝𝕒𝕚𝕕 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕨𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕒 𝕓𝕚𝕘𝕘𝕖𝕣 𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕦𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕,” 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕤𝕟𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕤, 𝕣𝕖𝕥𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕡𝕙𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕡𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕖𝕥. ℍ𝕖 𝕦𝕟𝕝𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕡𝕙𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕡𝕦𝕝𝕝𝕤 𝕦𝕡 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕞𝕠𝕤𝕥 𝕣𝕖𝕔𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕡𝕠𝕤𝕥 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕟𝕖𝕨𝕝𝕪 𝕤𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕟 𝕖𝕟𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕖𝕤. “𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕐/ℕ.”

𝔸𝕤 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕜𝕤, 𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕔𝕖 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕦𝕡 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕤 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕨𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕦𝕡 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕣𝕟𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕖𝕪𝕖𝕤. 𝕎𝕙𝕪 𝕚𝕤 𝕙𝕖 𝕘𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕤𝕠 𝕖𝕞𝕠𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕝 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤, 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕚𝕞, 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕒 𝕡𝕣𝕚𝕫𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖 𝕨𝕠𝕟. 𝕊𝕠 𝕨𝕙𝕪 𝕕𝕠𝕖𝕤 𝕚𝕥 𝕤𝕖𝕖𝕞 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕤𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕒 𝕙𝕦𝕘𝕖 𝕚𝕞𝕡𝕒𝕔𝕥 𝕠𝕟 𝕙𝕚𝕞?

“𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕦𝕔𝕜 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕘𝕠𝕟𝕟𝕒 𝕕𝕠 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕖𝕣?” 𝕁𝕚𝕤𝕦𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕤. “𝔸𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕘𝕠𝕟𝕟𝕒 𝕣𝕒𝕡𝕖 𝕙𝕖𝕣?”

“𝕀𝕥 𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕕 𝕠𝕗 𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕪, 𝕕𝕠𝕖𝕤𝕟’𝕥 𝕚𝕥?” 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕤𝕟𝕒𝕡𝕤, 𝕒𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕞𝕡𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕣𝕖𝕞𝕒𝕚𝕟 𝕔𝕒𝕝𝕞. “𝕎𝕖 𝕟𝕖𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕞 𝕓𝕖𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕙𝕦𝕣𝕥 𝕞𝕪 𝕓𝕒𝕓𝕪.”

𝕁𝕚𝕤𝕦𝕟𝕘’𝕤 𝕞𝕠𝕦𝕥𝕙 𝕕𝕣𝕠𝕡𝕤 𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕟 𝕒𝕗𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕 𝕣𝕖𝕗𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕤 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕓𝕒𝕓𝕪. 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕙𝕒𝕕 𝕟𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕔𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕕 𝕒𝕟𝕪𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕗𝕖𝕞𝕒𝕝𝕖 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕓𝕒𝕓𝕪 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕤 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝 𝕓𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕖𝕟𝕥. 𝕋𝕙𝕒𝕥’𝕤 𝕠𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕒 𝕥𝕚𝕥𝕝𝕖 𝕙𝕖 𝕦𝕤𝕖𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕚𝕞𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝 𝕥𝕠 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕦𝕖 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕗𝕦𝕔𝕜 𝕓𝕠𝕪 𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤. 𝕁𝕚𝕤𝕦𝕟𝕘 𝕕𝕠𝕖𝕤𝕟’𝕥 𝕦𝕤𝕦𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕣 𝕤𝕠𝕔𝕚𝕒𝕝 𝕔𝕦𝕖𝕤 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕚𝕕 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕖𝕥 𝕟𝕒𝕞𝕖.

𝕁𝕚𝕤𝕦𝕟𝕘 𝕡𝕦𝕝𝕝𝕤 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕡𝕙𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕦𝕥, 𝕦𝕟𝕝𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤 𝕚𝕥, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕟𝕤 𝕦𝕡 𝕒𝕟 𝕒𝕡𝕡 𝕕𝕚𝕤𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕝𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝕚𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕖𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕞𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕕𝕚𝕗𝕗𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕣𝕠𝕠𝕞𝕤 𝕚𝕟 ℂ𝕙𝕖𝕟𝕝𝕖’𝕤 𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕤𝕖. ℍ𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕤 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕡𝕙𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕 𝕨𝕙𝕠’𝕤 𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕚𝕟 𝕡𝕒𝕟𝕚𝕔 𝕞𝕠𝕕𝕖, “𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕚𝕤 ℂ𝕙𝕖𝕟𝕝𝕖’𝕤 𝕤𝕖𝕔𝕦𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕪 𝕤𝕪𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕞. 𝕀𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪’𝕣𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕪𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕥𝕪, 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕓𝕖 𝕒𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕡𝕠𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕞 𝕠𝕟 𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕒𝕞𝕖𝕣𝕒𝕤.”

𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕤𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕚𝕗𝕗𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕚𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕖𝕤 𝕠𝕟 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕’𝕤 𝕤𝕖𝕔𝕦𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕪 𝕔𝕒𝕞𝕖𝕣𝕒𝕤 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕡𝕡𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕠𝕞 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕋𝕒𝕖𝕪𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝕤𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕟 𝕒 𝕤𝕠𝕗𝕒. 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖 𝕒 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝 𝕝𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕔𝕣𝕠𝕤𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕠𝕗𝕒 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕝𝕒𝕡. 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕒𝕟𝕒𝕝𝕪𝕤𝕖𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕖𝕟𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕒 𝕞𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥, 𝕨𝕒𝕥𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕤 𝕋𝕒𝕖𝕪𝕠𝕟𝕘’𝕤 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕤 𝕣𝕠𝕒𝕞𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝’𝕤 𝕒𝕝𝕞𝕠𝕤𝕥 𝕝𝕚𝕗𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕓𝕠𝕕𝕪. ℍ𝕚𝕤 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕤 𝕤𝕝𝕠𝕨𝕝𝕪 𝕞𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕕 𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕤𝕜𝕚𝕣𝕥. 𝔸 𝕝𝕒𝕣𝕘𝕖 𝕞𝕒𝕟 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕛𝕠𝕜𝕖𝕣 𝕔𝕠𝕤𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕖 𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕠𝕞 𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒 𝕤𝕖𝕒𝕥 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕠𝕗𝕒. ℍ𝕖 𝕝𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕕, 𝕝𝕒𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕥 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝’𝕤 𝕓𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕝𝕖𝕘𝕤, 𝕣𝕦𝕟𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕦𝕖 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕜𝕟𝕖𝕖 𝕦𝕡 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕘𝕙 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕡𝕡𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕤 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕡𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕖𝕤.

“𝕋𝕙𝕒𝕥’𝕤 𝕙𝕖𝕣,” 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕖𝕩𝕔𝕝𝕒𝕚𝕞𝕤, 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕨𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕙𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕. “𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕣𝕠𝕠𝕞 𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤?”

“𝔽𝕠𝕝𝕝𝕠𝕨 𝕞𝕖,” 𝕁𝕚𝕤𝕦𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕣𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕤, 𝕚𝕞𝕞𝕖𝕕𝕚𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕝𝕪 𝕣𝕦𝕟𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠𝕨𝕒𝕣𝕕𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕚𝕣𝕔𝕒𝕤𝕖. 𝔸𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕠𝕪𝕤 𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕔𝕦𝕖, 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕤𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕤 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜𝕦𝕡𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕒𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕤𝕥. ℍ𝕖 𝕘𝕣𝕒𝕓𝕤 ℍ𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕪 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕐𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕐𝕒𝕟𝕘’𝕤 𝕒𝕣𝕞𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕡𝕒𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘. “ℂ𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕠𝕟, 𝕨𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕒 𝕤𝕚𝕥𝕦𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟, 𝕊𝕦𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕀 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕘𝕠𝕟𝕟𝕒 𝕟𝕖𝕖𝕕 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕡,” 𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕞𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕤.

“𝕐𝕖𝕤 𝕤𝕚𝕣,” ℍ𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕪 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤, 𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕗𝕠𝕝𝕝𝕠𝕨 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕞.

𝕐𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕐𝕒𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕞𝕠𝕒𝕟𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕕𝕚𝕤𝕕𝕒𝕚𝕟 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕕𝕠𝕖𝕤 𝕒𝕤 𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕥𝕠𝕝𝕕. 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕗𝕠𝕝𝕝𝕠𝕨 𝕁𝕚𝕤𝕦𝕟𝕘 𝕦𝕡 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕚𝕣𝕤, 𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕨𝕒𝕪, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕨𝕒𝕪. 𝕊𝕥𝕠𝕡𝕡𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕁𝕚𝕤𝕦𝕟𝕘 𝕡𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕖𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕟𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕒 𝕕𝕠𝕠𝕣. “𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕠𝕞,” 𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕤.

“𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕟𝕠, 𝕡𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕖 𝕕𝕠𝕟’𝕥 𝕕𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥,” 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕣 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕞𝕡𝕖𝕣 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕚𝕕𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕠𝕞.

“𝕆𝕙 𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕟𝕠,” 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕘𝕣𝕠𝕨𝕝𝕖𝕕, 𝕡𝕦𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕘𝕦𝕟 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕡𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕤. ℍ𝕖 𝕒𝕓𝕣𝕦𝕡𝕥𝕝𝕪 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕠𝕠𝕣 𝕚𝕟, 𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕠𝕞 𝕙𝕠𝕝𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕘𝕦𝕟 𝕚𝕟 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕟𝕥. “𝕀’𝕞 𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕞𝕪 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕀’𝕞 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕙𝕖𝕣.”

𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕝𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕠𝕗𝕒 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕕 𝕠𝕟 𝕋𝕒𝕖𝕪𝕠𝕟𝕘’𝕤 𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕤𝕥, 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕝𝕖𝕘𝕤 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕠𝕗 𝕊𝕦𝕟𝕘𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕟’𝕤. 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕝𝕖 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕝𝕕 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕖𝕪𝕖𝕤 𝕘𝕝𝕒𝕫𝕖𝕕, 𝕖𝕩𝕡𝕠𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕚𝕥’𝕤 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠𝕠 𝕞𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕒𝕝𝕔𝕠𝕙𝕠𝕝.

“𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕕𝕚𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕕𝕠 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕖𝕣?” 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕘𝕣𝕠𝕨𝕝𝕤.

“ℕ𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘,” 𝕋𝕒𝕖𝕪𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝕝𝕒𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕤. “ℕ𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕐𝔼𝕋 𝕀 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕤𝕒𝕪.”

“ℕ𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕗𝕦𝕔𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕥 𝕒𝕝𝕝,” 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕪𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕤.

“𝕎𝕙𝕪 𝕕𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕟𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕖𝕣?” 𝕊𝕦𝕟𝕘𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕤. “𝕊𝕙𝕖’𝕤 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕨𝕙𝕠𝕣𝕖.”

𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕖𝕤 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟’𝕤 𝕓𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝕓𝕠𝕚𝕝. ℍ𝕖 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕒𝕘𝕖 𝕓𝕦𝕚𝕝𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕓𝕠𝕕𝕪 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕥 𝕟𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕪 𝕚𝕞𝕡𝕠𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕣𝕠𝕝 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕖𝕞𝕠𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤. 𝕊𝕦𝕟𝕘𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕞𝕚𝕣𝕜𝕤 𝕒𝕥 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕒𝕤 𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕝𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕤 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕤𝕜𝕚𝕣𝕥. 𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕞𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕤𝕟𝕒𝕡𝕤. 𝔹𝕖𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕫𝕖𝕤 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕙𝕖’𝕤 𝕕𝕠𝕚𝕟𝕘, 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕖𝕝 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕘𝕦𝕟 𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕞𝕝𝕪 𝕒𝕘𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕥 𝕊𝕦𝕟𝕘𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕟’𝕤 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕕.

“𝕐𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕐𝕒𝕟𝕘, 𝕘𝕖𝕥 𝕐/ℕ 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖,” 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕤𝕟𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕤 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕖𝕪𝕖𝕤 𝕠𝕗𝕗 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕘𝕖𝕥. 𝕐𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕐𝕒𝕟𝕘 𝕟𝕠𝕕𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕣𝕦𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕤 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕠 𝕡𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕦𝕡 𝕠𝕗𝕗 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕠𝕗𝕒 𝕓𝕣𝕚𝕕𝕒𝕝 𝕤𝕥𝕪𝕝𝕖. ℍ𝕖 𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕠𝕞, ℍ𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕪 𝕤𝕝𝕒𝕞𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕠𝕠𝕣 𝕓𝕖𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕨𝕠 𝕠𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦.

𝕐𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕐𝕒𝕟𝕘 𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕟𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕚𝕣𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕠𝕦𝕥𝕤𝕚𝕕𝕖, 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕟𝕥 𝕤𝕖𝕒𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟’𝕤 𝕔𝕒𝕣. 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕝𝕦𝕞𝕡 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕝𝕞𝕠𝕤𝕥 𝕗𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕧𝕖𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕝𝕖, 𝕐𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕐𝕒𝕟𝕘 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕝𝕪 𝕘𝕣𝕒𝕓𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕦𝕡𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕒𝕘𝕒𝕚𝕟. ℍ𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕥𝕤 𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕦𝕣𝕓 𝕟𝕖𝕩𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕝-𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕟𝕖𝕕 𝕕𝕠𝕠𝕣, 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕪 𝕥𝕠 𝕔𝕒𝕥𝕔𝕙 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕚𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕗𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕒𝕘𝕒𝕚𝕟.

𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕝𝕠𝕤𝕖 𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖, 𝕗𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕦𝕟𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕔𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕦𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕝 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕣 𝕒 𝕗𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕚𝕒𝕣 𝕧𝕠𝕚𝕔𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕔𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕖𝕪𝕖𝕤 𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕟. 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕖𝕖 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟, 𝕓𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕡𝕠𝕣𝕔𝕖𝕝𝕒𝕚𝕟 𝕤𝕜𝕚𝕟 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕡𝕚𝕟𝕜 𝕔𝕠𝕤𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕖.

“𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟, 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕔𝕒𝕞𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕞𝕖,” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕣, 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕒𝕣𝕞 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕥𝕠𝕨𝕒𝕣𝕕𝕤 𝕙𝕚𝕞.

“𝕆𝕗 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕤𝕖 𝕀 𝕕𝕚𝕕, 𝕓𝕒𝕓𝕪,” 𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕤, 𝕣𝕦𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕠 𝕘𝕣𝕒𝕓 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕.

“𝕀’𝕞 𝕤𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕪 𝕀 𝕕𝕚𝕕 𝕗𝕦𝕔𝕜𝕖𝕕 𝕦𝕡 𝕒𝕘𝕒𝕚𝕟,” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕒𝕪 𝕒𝕤 𝕥𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕤 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕞 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕣𝕟𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕖𝕪𝕖𝕤. “𝕀 𝕒𝕝𝕨𝕒𝕪𝕤 𝕗𝕦𝕔𝕜 𝕦𝕡 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘.”

“𝕆𝕙 𝕟𝕠, 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕚𝕤𝕟’𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕗𝕒𝕦𝕝𝕥,” 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕕𝕖𝕟𝕚𝕖𝕤, 𝕓𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕤𝕠 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕔𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕠𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕒 𝕗𝕖𝕨 𝕚𝕟𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕤 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕗𝕒𝕔𝕖.

“𝕀 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘, 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞,” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕚𝕘𝕙. “𝔸𝕟𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦’𝕣𝕖 𝕘𝕠𝕟𝕟𝕒 𝕙𝕒𝕥𝕖 𝕞𝕖.”

“𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕒𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕞𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕥𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦,” 𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕤.

“𝕀 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕘𝕠 𝕙𝕠𝕞𝕖,” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕒𝕪, 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕤𝕖𝕒𝕥.

“𝕆𝕗 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕤𝕖 𝕓𝕒𝕓𝕪,” 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕟𝕠𝕕𝕤, 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕖𝕔𝕦𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕤𝕖𝕒𝕥 𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕥. ℍ𝕖 𝕜𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕖𝕜 𝕓𝕖𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕦𝕡 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕔𝕝𝕠𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕠𝕠𝕣. ℍ𝕖 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕝𝕪 𝕤𝕒𝕪𝕤 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕘𝕠𝕠𝕕𝕓𝕪𝕖𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕐𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕐𝕒𝕟𝕘 𝕓𝕖𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕣𝕦𝕟𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕒𝕣 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕞𝕓𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕣𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕣’𝕤 𝕤𝕖𝕒𝕥.

𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕟 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕝𝕒𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕕 𝕠𝕟 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟’𝕤 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕𝕖𝕣. “𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕞𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕤𝕠 𝕘𝕠𝕠𝕕, 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞.”

ℍ𝕖 𝕤𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕖𝕤, 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕠𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕘𝕙, “𝕋𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕜𝕤, 𝕓𝕒𝕓𝕪. 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕞𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕘𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝕥𝕠𝕠.”

“𝔻𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕞𝕖 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟?”

“𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥?” 𝕙𝕖 𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕤.

“𝔻𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕞𝕖 𝕠𝕣 𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕗𝕦𝕟?” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟.

“𝔹𝕒𝕓𝕪, 𝕨𝕙𝕪 𝕕𝕠𝕟’𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕒 𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕝𝕖,” 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕤𝕦𝕘𝕘𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕤.

“𝕆𝕜,” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕘𝕣𝕖𝕖, 𝕔𝕝𝕠𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕖𝕪𝕖𝕤. 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕕𝕠𝕫𝕖 𝕠𝕗𝕗 𝕦𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕝 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕒𝕨𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕓𝕪 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟’𝕤 𝕙𝕠𝕥 𝕓𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕙 𝕠𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕟𝕖𝕔𝕜. 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕖𝕪𝕖𝕤, 𝕤𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕖𝕖 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕔𝕖 𝕠𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕚𝕟𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕤 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕤. “𝔾𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘, 𝕓𝕒𝕓𝕖,” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕣.

ℍ𝕖 𝕣𝕒𝕚𝕤𝕖𝕤 𝕒𝕟 𝕖𝕪𝕖𝕓𝕣𝕠𝕨 𝕒𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦, “𝕓𝕒𝕓𝕖?” 𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕖𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕤.

“𝕀𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕠𝕜?” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕠𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣, 𝕨𝕣𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕒𝕣𝕞𝕤 𝕒𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕟𝕖𝕔𝕜.

“𝕃𝕖𝕥’𝕤 𝕘𝕖𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕔𝕒𝕣 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕦𝕡𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕚𝕣𝕤 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕓𝕖𝕕,” 𝕙𝕖 𝕝𝕒𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕤, 𝕝𝕚𝕗𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕔𝕒𝕣.

“𝕀 𝕜𝕟𝕖𝕨 𝕚𝕥, 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕕𝕠𝕟'𝕥 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕞𝕖,” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕖 𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕙𝕠𝕝𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕥𝕠 𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕗 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕗𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘.

“𝔸𝕔𝕥𝕦𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪, 𝕚𝕥'𝕤 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕥𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕡𝕡𝕠𝕤𝕚𝕥𝕖,” 𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕤, 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕚𝕕𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕒𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕓𝕦𝕚𝕝𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕨𝕒𝕝𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕧𝕒𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕤.

𝕆𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕧𝕒𝕥𝕠𝕣 𝕕𝕠𝕠𝕣𝕤 𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕟, 𝕙𝕖 𝕘𝕦𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕚𝕕𝕖, 𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕦𝕥𝕥𝕠𝕟 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕗𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕣, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕟𝕤 𝕒𝕘𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕕𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕧𝕒𝕥𝕠𝕣. 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕟 𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕓𝕠𝕕𝕪 𝕒𝕘𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕥 𝕙𝕚𝕤, “𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕕𝕚𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕞𝕖𝕒𝕟 𝕓𝕪 𝕚𝕥'𝕤 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕥𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕡𝕡𝕠𝕤𝕚𝕥𝕖?” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕤𝕜.

“𝕀𝕥 𝕕𝕠𝕖𝕤𝕟’𝕥 𝕞𝕒𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣, 𝕓𝕒𝕓𝕖,” 𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕤, 𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕨𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕠𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜.

“𝕀𝕥 𝕞𝕒𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕖,” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕥, 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕖𝕪𝕖𝕤, 𝕣𝕖𝕗𝕦𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕒𝕨𝕒𝕪. “ℍ𝕖𝕪 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞…”

𝕎𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕥 𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕚𝕟𝕘, 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕓𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕚𝕥𝕔𝕙. “𝕐𝕖𝕤, 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖?”

“𝕀 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥…” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕣, 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕔𝕝𝕠𝕤𝕖𝕣. “𝕀 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥…”

“𝕋𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥,” 𝕙𝕖 𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕤.

“𝕀 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦, ℕ𝕒 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟.”

“𝕆𝕙 𝕞𝕪 𝕘𝕠𝕕, 𝕀 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕥𝕠𝕠,” 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕔𝕖𝕤, 𝕘𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕝𝕪 𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕝𝕚𝕡𝕤 𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕤. 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕝𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕝𝕪 𝕥𝕠𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕖𝕜, 𝕘𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕝𝕪 𝕙𝕠𝕝𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕥 𝕚𝕟 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕖. ℍ𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕦𝕖 𝕡𝕦𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕓𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕣 𝕖𝕩𝕔𝕚𝕥𝕖𝕕𝕝𝕪, 𝕕𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕖𝕔𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕤𝕪 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕦𝕖. ℍ𝕚𝕤 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕝𝕒𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕨𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕠𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕞𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕤 𝕡𝕣𝕚𝕠𝕣, 𝕤𝕝𝕠𝕨𝕝𝕪 𝕚𝕟𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕤 𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕘𝕣𝕒𝕓𝕓𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕒𝕤𝕤 𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕖𝕜, 𝕝𝕚𝕗𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕓𝕠𝕕𝕪.

𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕧𝕒𝕥𝕠𝕣’𝕤 𝕕𝕠𝕠𝕣 𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕟𝕤, 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕣𝕦𝕡𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟’𝕤 𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕤𝕥 𝕜𝕚𝕤𝕤. “𝕀 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦, 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞,” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕗𝕖𝕤𝕤.

“𝕀 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕥𝕠𝕠,” 𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕤, 𝕨𝕣𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕒𝕣𝕞 𝕒𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕨𝕒𝕚𝕤𝕥 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕘𝕦𝕚𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕧𝕒𝕥𝕠𝕣.

𝔸𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕕𝕠𝕠𝕣, 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕦𝕟𝕝𝕠𝕔𝕜 𝕚𝕥 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕨𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕠𝕠𝕣 𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕟. 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕟 𝕥𝕠 𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕒𝕥 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕒𝕤𝕜, “𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕘𝕠𝕟𝕟𝕒 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕚𝕕𝕖?”

“ℕ𝕠𝕠𝕠,” 𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕤, “𝕀 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕓𝕖 𝕘𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕠𝕞𝕖.”

“𝔹𝕦𝕥, 𝕀 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕒𝕚𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕠,” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕕𝕚𝕤𝕡𝕦𝕥𝕖.

“𝕀 𝕕𝕠 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦,” 𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕞𝕤.

“𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕨𝕙𝕪 𝕨𝕠𝕟’𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟?” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕤𝕜.

“𝕀𝕥’𝕤 𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕀 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦,” 𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕤, 𝕦𝕟𝕗𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕚𝕒𝕣 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕤𝕖 𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕕𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤. “𝔽𝕠𝕣 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕤𝕥 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖, 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕕𝕖𝕤𝕖𝕣𝕧𝕖 𝕒 𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕓𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤.”

𝕋𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕤 𝕓𝕖𝕘𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕠 𝕨𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕦𝕡 𝕚𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕖𝕪𝕖𝕤, 𝕒 𝕥𝕖𝕒𝕣 𝕤𝕝𝕠𝕨𝕝𝕪 𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕖𝕜, “𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕀 𝕕𝕠𝕟’𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖 𝕒𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥. 𝕀 𝕟𝕖𝕖𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕪 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕞𝕖. ℙ𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕖.”

“𝔻𝕠𝕟’𝕥 𝕔𝕣𝕪 𝕓𝕒𝕓𝕪,” 𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕒𝕪𝕤, 𝕘𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕝𝕪 𝕨𝕚𝕡𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕖𝕜. “𝕀𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕪, 𝕀 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝.”

𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕖, 𝕨𝕣𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕒𝕣𝕞𝕤 𝕒𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟, 𝕤𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕖𝕫𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕝𝕪. “𝕋𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕜 𝕪𝕠𝕦, 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞.”

“𝕀 𝕘𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕠𝕪𝕤 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥,” 𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕤. “𝕃𝕠𝕠𝕜𝕤 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕀'𝕞 𝕒𝕝𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕪 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕕.”

“𝕐𝕠𝕦’𝕣𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕦𝕡𝕚𝕕,” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕝𝕒𝕦𝕘𝕙, 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕪𝕗𝕦𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕙𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕒𝕣𝕞. 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕘𝕣𝕒𝕓 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕡𝕦𝕝𝕝 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕚𝕕𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕒𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥, 𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕝𝕒𝕞𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕠𝕠𝕣, 𝕓𝕖𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕕 𝕙𝕚𝕞.

𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕧 | 𝕞𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥 | 𝕟𝕖𝕩𝕥

𝕥𝕒𝕘𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥

❈★ 𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕟 ★❈

@conwunder

𝙻𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚘𝚗 - 𝚌𝚑.𝟺 - 𝙰𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚣 𝟶𝚝𝟾

♥️𝚌𝚑.𝟹 ♠️ 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝♦️𝚌𝚑.𝟻♣️

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟺 - 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚢

Wooyoung took his time getting a shower. His normal 5 min shower turned into a twenty-three-minute one. After he finished showering, he got dressed and then went down into the kitchen to get a drink, trying to postpone the upcoming alone time with Y/N. He didn’t quite understand what was happening to him, he never had actual feelings for anyone like he was beginning to feel for her. Well, there was one other time he did but that ended very badly which landed him in a Psychiatric hospital for many years. But that was when he was younger, things could be different now but he still isn’t sure he is willing to take that chance. 

After Wooyoung finished his drink he slowly crept up the stairs and made his way to his bedroom. He opened the door to see an empty room and his window opened. 

“Son of a bitch,” Wooyoung yelled as he turned around and ran back downstairs. 

He yelled for the other boys, after hearing the panic in his voice they didn’t hesitate and ran upstairs to where Wooyoung was standing.

“What happened?” Mingi asked, being the first of the men to come into the room.

“She’s gone,” Wooyoung announced trying to act calm.

“What the fuck do you mean she’s gone?” San growled.

“I got a shower and when I came back into my room, the window was open and she was gone,” Wooyoung explained.

“She couldn’t have gotten too far,” Yunho declared. “For christ’s sake, you only take a five-minute shower.”

“Well about that,” Wooyoung hesitated, “I was kind of in there for like thirty three minutes then I came down here for something so she could have been gone for over an hour.”

“You stupid son of a bitch,” Hongjoong rolled his eyes. “Did you decide to spank one out today and that’s what took you so long?”

Wooyoung looked at Hongjoong confused, “spank one out?” he repeated, “I’m not sure what that means.”

San rushed up the stairs and returned a few moments later, holding his favorite handgun. He placed the gun in his holster.

“I’ll go get her,” San announced.

“I’m coming too,” Wooyoung said racing up the stairs to get changed and grab his weapon of choice. 

Once Wooyoung returned downstairs, he followed San towards the front door.

“Remember, she has to remain unharmed and alive,” Mingi reminded the boys.

Neither San nor Wooyoung responded as they continued to leave the mansion and enter a vehicle that was parked outside.

San turned the ignition on and started to drive out of the driveway. They rode in silence until San eventually broke the reticence, “what is going on with you?” he asked.

“What are you talking about?” Wooyoung wondered, staring out of his window.

“There has been a change in you, ever since Y/N has arrived,” San announced.

“I don’t know what you're talking about,” Wooyoung sighed, still staring out the window.

“Are you falling for her?” San asked.

Wooyoung whipped his head around to stare at San, “why would you say something like that?” he growled. “You know I don’t ‘fall’ for people.”

“I know you usually don’t but this one seems a little different,” San smirked.

“THIS ONE IS NO DIFFERENT,” Wooyoung yelled, “she means nothing to me.”

“That's good,” San nodded, “don’t let some pussy start to cloud your judgment.”

Wooyoung didn’t respond as he turned back to the window, scanning the surroundings, looking for any sign of Y/N. He spotted a large man standing over what looked like a female.

“I think that’s her,” Wooyoung pointed down a long alley.

San slowed down and scanned the alley, “yea it looks like that is.” He pulled the vehicle over and put it into park. 

Wooyoung went to get out of the vehicle when San grabbed his arm, stopping him. 

“Look we gotta do this smart,” San ordered, “we don’t know what he's done to her already. She could already be bleeding out so we don't want to give him any reason to finish the job.”

“If he laid one finger on her, I’m going to rip his fucking throat out with my bare hands,” Wooyoung growled as a red glint flashed through his eyes.

“Ok,” San nodded, “you’re ready. I’m gonna go around the block and get as close to them as I can without being spotted so I can assess the situation. Get that AK thats in the back, set it up, and get ready and when I give the signal…”

“I’m gonna take that motherfucker out,” Wooyoung snarled.

“Yes,” San smiled as he exited the vehicle, running around the block.

Wooyoung retrieved the AK-57 and set the assault rifle up on top of a closed dumpster. He laid down and got the large man in its crosshairs.

San slowly crept up to the two at the end of the alleyway.

“Please don’t kill me,” Y/N pleaded.

“If you don’t want to die, Y/N, you need to prove to me your worth,” the large man ordered.

“What do you want from me?” she cried.

“Ever since I first laid eyes on you, I always wanted the same thing,” the man confessed as an evil smile overtook his face. He reached down, wrapping his giant hands tightly around Y/N’s throat, “to make you scream.”

Y/N gasped for air as the man’s grip grew tighter, slowly cutting off her air flow.

San jumped out from the shadows, “hey motherfucker,” he screamed as he threw his arms in the air, signaling to Wooyoung.

Before the man had a chance to respond a bullet entered his head, in between his eyes, splattering blood all over Y/N. The man’s lifeless body collapsed onto the ground. She grabbed her throat, breathing heavily, in shock of everything that just happened.

Wooyoung hopped off the dumpster, threw the assault rifle into the vacant vehicle and took off running towards Y/N. When he reached her, he wrapped his arms around her, lifting her off the ground to carry her to the vehicle.

“Nice shot,” San said, following them to the truck. 

Wooyoung opened the back seat door and threw Y/N inside, without saying another word he got in the front passenger side of the car, San entered the driver’s side and started the ignition. He turned the car around and headed back in the direction in which they originally came from.

The three drove in silence as Y/N stared out the back window still in shock.

Wooyoung turned around so he could look at her, “why did you run?” he snarled.

“I don’t know,” Y/N sighed. “I’m so sorry.”

“It’s not ok,” San interrupted. “You almost fucking died. If we wouldn’t have found you when we did, you wouldn’t be able to be sitting back there, appologizing.”

“I know,” Y/N agreed, looking down at the ground. 

“That was the stupidest fucking thing you could have done,” Wooyoung growled. “I thought I could trust you.”

“I can’t say I’m sorry enough,” Y/N teared up. “I really mean that.”

Wooyoung didn’t respond as he turned back around and stared out of his window. The rest of the ride back to their mansion was in silence.

San pulled into the driveway and parked the vehicle in front of the mansion. Wooyoung got out of the front seat, opened the back door where Y/N was sitting. She smiled and reached her hand out for him to grab. However, Wooyoung ignored her little gesture and grabbed a hold of Y/N’s wrist, pulling her harshly behind him.

Wooyoung threw the front open, pulling her inside behind him, seeing Jongho standing at the bottom of the staircase with his arms crossed. 

“The Dragon is waiting for you in his office,” Jongho announced.

Wooyoung nodded, pulling Y/N down a hallway into a room that she was never in before. San and Jongho followed behind, closing the door behind them.

“Bring her here,” Seonghwa growled from behind his desk. His face was barely visible due to the poorly lit room.

Wooyoung did as he was told and violently yanked Y/N across the room.

“So this is Y/N?” Seonghwa asked, cocking his head while examining her. “A bit disappointing, I must say.”

Hongjoong, who was sitting on the sofa with all of the other members of their gang, started laughing. “I thought the same damn thing,” he announced.

Wooyoung shot Hongjoong a look of death as a red glint once again flashed through his eyes.

Seonghwa put his hand up, signaling he wanted silence, “you sure know how to make a lot of trouble, don’t you?” he asked.

“Umm, who are you?” Y/N wondered, ignoring his question.

Jongho spoke up, “this isn’t the time for you to be asking any questions, little girl.”

Y/N glared at Jongho, “I think I have a right to know who I’m speaking with. Thank you very much.”

“Why is this bitch so unruly?” Jongho asked, smacking the back of Mingi’s head with his hand. “Haven’t you guys learned anything about proper hostage procedures?”

“I am not a hostage,” Y/N proclaimed.

“I mean it kind of appears you are,” Yunho smiled.

“Enough!” Seonghwa growled. “Wooyoung take the girl to your room for tonight. We will discuss this and what will come of her in the morning.”

Wooyoung nodded and started pulling Y/N’s arm again.

“Wait what do you mean, ‘what will come of me’? What’s going to happen? What are you going to do to me?” Y/N panicked as she was drug out of the room.

Seonghwa nodded at Jongho and he walked over, closing the door after Wooyoung and Y/N were gone.

“Where did you find the bitch?” Seonghwa asked.

“Shin Hoseok had her in an alley,” San explained. “He was in the process of strangling her, when we got there.”

“Hmmmm,” Seonghwa contemplated as he sat back in his chair. “Why is this bitch so damn important to them?”

“She has shown us no reason for anyone to want her,” Hongjoong declared.

“Well I’d want her,” Yunho announced, “If she was dead, of course.”

A look of disgust crawled across Mingi’s face, “what’s wrong with you?” he asked.

“Yeosang,” Seonghwa said.

Yeosang looked up from his lap top, “Yea?”.

“I need you to get a camera on that window and an alarm, San, you need to keep your eagle hearing active and listen for any sound of concern. This SHALL NOT HAPPEN AGAIN. Understood?” Seonghwa commanded.

All the boys nodded. Before they were able to exit the room, Seongwha cleared his throat making everyone turn back to look at him. 

“I forgot to mention,” Seonghwa said, looking up from his desk. “I brought a guest back with me, who will be staying here for a few weeks. I expect you all to treat him with as much respect as you treat me.”

“Who is it?” Yunho asked.

“You will all meet him tomorrow.” Seonghwa announced, waving his hand, “now get out of here and do as you were told.”

No one asked another question, they all just turned back around and exited Seonghwa’s office.

♥️♠️Meanwhile♦️♣️

A woman walked up to the body of Hoseok, along side of another man. Two men dressed in suits followed closely behind.

“Where is Y/N?” the woman asked.

“I don’t know, she must've gotten away,” the man standing next to the woman answered.

“Well clearly she got away,” the woman growled. “Where were you when this happened, Woojin?”

Woojin took a long, exacerbated breath before speaking, “I was on my way. I told him to wait till I got here, but Hoseok didn’t listen.”

“So this is your fault then?” the woman smirked.

“Medusa, I swear this wasn’t my fault at all,” Woojin scrambled for words.

“Of course it was your fault, you should have been with him like I ordered,” Medusa argued placing a hand on his shoulder. “But it’s ok, we all make mistakes.”

“Thank you for being so understanding” Woojin whimpered.

“Oh I understand completely. I gave you an order and you didn’t listen and now one my best men is dead,” Medusa smirked. “Someone needs to pay for this.”

“I will get revenge for you,” Woojin announced, trembling in fear.

“No,” Medusa shook her head, “I can no longer trust that you can follow my orders.”

“I can I swear,” Woojin pleaded.

“Here,” Medusa said holding out a silver dagger, “Take this and stab yourself in the thigh,” she commanded.

Woojin stared at her with a blank look on his face, confused on what he should really do. He weighed his decisions and as he went to grab for the dagger, Medusa coldly stabbed it into his lower abdomen. With a look of pleasure on her face she pulled the dagger up to Woojin’s chest cavity, carving everything in the way. The gaping hole in his body allowed his intestines to fall out onto the ground, his body falling hard on top.

“I can’t have any weak links in my establishment,” Medusa smirked, walking away from Woojin’s lifeless body. “I’m coming for you Y/N, I hope you’re ready.”

♥️𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚟 ♠️𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝♦️𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝♣️

♥️♠️𝚃𝚊𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 - 𝙾𝙿𝙴𝙽♦️♣️

@stayatinykatsy

𝔻𝕒𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕖𝕕 - 𝕔𝕙.𝟛𝟘 - 𝕟𝕔𝕥 𝕕𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕞 𝕤𝕞𝕒𝕦

𝕔𝕙.𝟚𝟡 | 𝕞𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥 | 𝕔𝕙.𝟛𝟙

𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟛𝟘 : 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕣𝕥𝕪

𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕧 | 𝕞𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥 | 𝕟𝕖𝕩𝕥

𝕥𝕒𝕘𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥

❈★ 𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕟 ★❈

@conwunder

𝔻𝕒𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕖𝕕 - 𝕔𝕙.𝟛𝟚 - 𝕟𝕔𝕥 𝕕𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕞 𝕤𝕞𝕒𝕦

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𝔥𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔥𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔰 - 𝔠𝔥.1 - 𝔪𝔲𝔩𝔱𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔫 𝔰𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰

𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 1 : 𝔴𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔶𝔬𝔲?

𝔰𝔬𝔬𝔫𝔦𝔢'𝔰 𝔪𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 🌕 𝔪𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔰𝔱 🌕 𝔠𝔥.2

Y/N rolled over on the bed, stretching out her short legs and arms. She opened her eyes, blinking a few times, attempting to adjust her vision. She quickly sat up, realizing she was in an unfamiliar location. Panicked, she continued to look around the strange room.

“You’re finally awake,” a girl said from across the room. “I was wondering how long you were going to sleep.”

Startled, Y/N jumped, turning around to face the direction that the voice was coming from while grabbing her chest. “Who are you?” Y/N asked.

The girl laughed a non threatening, almost inviting laugh before speaking, “I’m your new roommate, Ryujin.”

“My new roommate?” Y/N repeated. “I don’t understand. Where am I?”

“Where are you?” Ryujin repeated before laughing again. “You’re standing in your new room with the best possible roommate you could have ever gotten.”

Y/N stared with a look of confusion on her face without responding.

“Come on,” Ryujin motioned for Y/N to follow her. “I have specific orders to take you to see Mr. Kim whenever you wake up.”

“Who’s Mr. Kim?” Y/N asked, getting up off the bed to follow Ryujin out of the room.

Ryujin giggled, “you’ll get all of your answers in a little bit.”

“Am I dreaming?” Y/N wondered, following her down a long corridor. 

“No silly,” Ryujin smiled, leading Y/N down a staircase and exited the building, making their way to another building.

“This is the Halls of Hades,” Ryujin explained with a huge smile on her face. “This is where all of our classes are held and the dining hall is in here too. But I’ll show you all of that later.”

Y/N silently followed Ryujin, listening to everything she was saying, attempting to absorb all of the information.

“You’re so pretty,” Ryujin announced as they started walking up a staircase located right inside of the lobby.  

“Um, thank you,” Y/N sighed, not knowing what to say.

“The boys will love you here,” Ryujin smiled, leading them into an office on the second floor. “Mr. Kim, she’s awake.”

A man was sitting at a desk, looking down at a stack of papers he had laying before him. He removed the glasses from his face, gently laying them onto the desk before looking up at Y/N with a wide smile on his face. “Welcome, Y/N,” Key smiled.

“What’s going on?” Y/N asked.

“Please, take a seat,” Key motioned to the chairs in front of his desk. “Make yourself comfortable.”

“Why am I here?” Y/N asked, while sitting in one of the chairs. “And where is here anyways?”

“That’s an awful lot of questions,” Key continued to smile. “This is Athena Academy, it’s a school for the gifted and we are honored that you finally joined us.”

“The gifted?” Y/N repeated. “But I’m not gifted.”

“Sure you are. Everyone is gifted in some way. Some more than others though,” Key explained. 

“How did I get here?” Y/N asked.

“Your parents thought it was a good idea for you to come here to further your education and I had to agree with them,” Key said.

“But I don’t want to be here,” Y/N whined. “I just want to go home.”

“Nobody leaves once they’re here,” Ryujin interrupted. “But don’t worry you’re going to love it. So what is she?”

“What am I?” Y/N asked, confused.

“Yea, like are you a wolf or a witch or a vampire like me?” Ryujin continued.

“She’s human,” Key said, firmly.

“Wolf, witch, vampire…” Y/N whispered. “What’s going on?”

Ryujin glared at Y/N, “you’re not too smart are you?”

“RYUJIN, knock that off,” Key snapped. 

She looked down at the ground, sulking, “I'm sorry.”

“Anyways, I know this is a lot to take in, but, you will come to terms with everything and once you do, I’m sure you will fit right in.” Key smiled.

“So just like that,” Y/N shrugged, “I have no say, I live here and go to school here and there is nothing I can do or say that will change that.”

“See I knew you would understand,” Key smiled. “Ryujin will show you around and introduce you to some of our other students.”

“Ok,” Y/N sighed, practically in tears.

“Can we be excused now?” Ryujin asked, still staring down at the ground.

“Yes,” Key said, smiling again. “Oh and Y/N, if you have any issues, my office is always open to you.”

“Ok, thank you,” Y/N said, following Ryujin out of the office.  

Once the office doors were fully closed, Ryujin turned to look at Y/N. “So you’re just a human?”

“Yea,” Y/N nodded. “I didn’t know any of the other options were real.”

“Why are you here then?” Ryujin asked. “You’re literally the only human at this school.”

“I wish I had an answer for you but I don’t know,” Y/N sighed.

“I guess we have time to figure that out,” Ryujin smiled. She grabbed Y/N’s arm, pulling her behind her. “Come on, I'll show you around.”

Y/N silently followed Ryujin, amazed by everything that she was seeing. Ryujin led her into what appeared to be a library of some sort that had a bunch of students relaxing on different pieces of furniture.

“Hey guys,” Ryujin said, full of excitement. “This is my new roommate, Y/N.”

“She smells awful,” Sunghoon snarled, not looking up from his phone.

“Hi,” Y/N hesitated, unsure of what else to say to the room full of unwelcoming students.

A boy appeared in front of her, holding a teddy bear with a huge smile on his face, “I’m Sunoo.”

“It’s nice to meet you,” Y/N smiled.

Before Y/N knew what was happening, Sunoo had her wrapped in a warm embrace. “Sunghoon, she doesn’t smell awful,” he announced as he released the girl. “Teddy even likes her smell. He said she smells good enough to eat.”

“Excuse me?” Y/N asked, confused.

Sunoo pushed his teddy bear firmly against Y/N then pulled it back and hit her with it, “what are you?”

“That’s enough,” Jungwon said, appearing next to the boy. 

“You’re no fun,” Sunoo pouted, walking away to sit back down on the floor alone with his teddy bear.

Jungwon placed his hand out in front of him, waiting for the new girl to put her hand into his. Y/N stared for a moment then decided to shake his hand. “Welcome to Athena Academy,” Jungwon smiled. “I’m Jungwon.”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Jungwon,” Y/N smiled. She quickly pulled her hand back, staring at it confused. “Your hand is so cold.”

Heeseung laughed while appearing behind her. “You’re not that smart, are you?”

“I’m smart,” Y/N argued, turning around but not seeing anyone there.

Heeseung appeared behind her again, running his finger over her throat, under her left ear. “Do you know how easy it would be for me to kill you right now?”

“Heeseung!” Jungwon snapped, “Leave the poor human alone.”

Heeseung said nothing as he walked over and sat down next to Niki who was laughing quietly to himself. Y/N looked around, searching the room for her roommate, hoping she would lend her some assistance. But, Ryujin didn’t seem to notice what was going on. She was standing next to Jay while staring at him. She reached her hand out to touch his hair when Jay smacked it away.

“Knock it off,” Jay hissed.

“Let me touch you,” Ryujin ordered, reaching to touch him again.

Jay smacked her hand away again, “Not here,” he snarled.

“Oooooh,” Ryujin smiled. “Do you want to get out of here?”

Jay took a deep breath while rolling his eyes, “that’s not what I meant.”

“Is that your boyfriend?” Y/N asked, innocently.

“Yes.” Ryujin smiled.

“No.” Jay snapped.

“You two are so funny together,” Jake announced, turning around in his chair. 

“Fuck you, Jake,” Jay hissed.

“Awww, you look so sexy when you’re angry,” Ryujin smiled while reaching out to touch Jay again only to have her hand smacked away. Ryujin laughed in response.

“Hiding a human in here, huh?” Changmin asked, entering the lounge along with Eric and Juyeon.

“We’re not hiding a human,” Jungwon sighed, sitting back down in his original seat.

“I mean it kind of looks like you are,” Changmin argued. 

“I would have chosen a better human but I guess beggars can't be choosy,” Juyeon smirked, looking at Y/N from head to toe.

“Do you hear her heart racing?” Changmin laughed. “She’s scared guys.”

Eric appeared in front of Y/N with eyes as dark as night and fangs exposed, “You’re making this too much fun,” he said.

Eric bit down on her neck causing Y/N to scream out in fear, “help me, please,” she begged.

Eric smiled as he continued to drink. He got more joy when his victims pleaded and begged for their lives. Nothing was going to stop him from taking what he wanted.

Eric released the innocent girl, falling to the floor, smoke pouring out of his mouth. “What the fuck,” he screamed.

Changmin laughed as he watched his friend suffer. 

“What’s happening,” Ryujin asked, confused.

Eric ran out of the room in the blink of an eye.

“What just happened?” Jake asked.

Everyone looked at Y/N, shocked. 

“What are you?” Jungwon gasped.

𝔰𝔬𝔬𝔫𝔦𝔢'𝔰 𝔪𝔩 🌕 𝔪𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 🌕 𝔫𝔢𝔵𝔱

𝔱𝔞𝔤𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 𝔬𝔭𝔢𝔫

𝙻𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚘𝚗 - 𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟶 - 𝙰𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚣 𝟶𝚝𝟾

♥️𝚌𝚑.𝟿♠️ 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝♦️𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟷♣️

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟷𝟶 - 𝙸 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚋*𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜

Y/N spent the rest of the day in her room, only coming out for something to eat in the evening. She returned back to Wooyoung’s room to get ready for bed. The faster she falls asleep, the faster Wooyoung will return home. 

Y/N changed into her pajamas. She slowly pulled the covers down on her bed when she heard a knock on the door. 

“No one ever knocks around here,” she said to herself, quietly.

She walked over to the door, grabbing the door handle and slowly opening it to see Jongho standing on the opposite side.

“Boss man wants you to go to his room now,” Jongho announced, irritated.

“What for?” she asked.

“I don’t know.  It’s not my job to ask questions, only to follow the orders that I am given,” Jongho sighed.

“Did I do something wrong?” Y/N wondered.

“How would I know?” Jongho asked.

“Well, did he seem angry?” she continued questioning.

“He’s too drunk to be pissed,” he mumbled.

“What was that?” Y/N asked, unsure if she actually heard him correctly.

“I had enough of this shit,” Jongho snapped. “It’s time to go.”

He turned to leave Wooyoung’s bedroom, Y/N starting to follow behind him. 

Jongho turned around and looked at her from head to toe, “aren’t you going to get dressed first?” he asked.

“I am dressed,” she smiled. 

“Um yea ok,” Jongho shook his head, continuing to walk down the hallway.

“I’ve never been in Seonghwa’s bedroom before,” Y/N stated, trying to make conversation but Jongho didn’t respond.

“Is it nice?” she asked, again with still no response from Jongho.

“Why won’t you talk to me?” Y/N finally snapped. “I have been nothing but nice to you and yet you seem to hate me. What is your problem?”

“You’re probably gonna die so I don't feel a need to pretend that I like you,” Jongho snarled, walking faster towards his boss’s room.

Jongho’s response hit her like a ton of bricks, causing her to stop in her tracks. Y/N’s mouth dropped open and she stared for a few seconds, allowing the answer to sink in. She forced herself to shrug his response off and slowly began to follow him again.

Jongho stopped at a set of black doors at the end of the hallway, turned around and said, “have a good night,” he laughed and walked off leaving Y/N alone at the door.

She hesitated before slowly reaching out and knocking quietly. After a few seconds of silence, she turned to leave when the bedroom doors creaked open. Y/N turned but didn’t see anyone standing in the doorway. She took a deep breath and entered the dark bedroom. The room was illuminated only by candle light and there was soft music coming from speakers that appeared to be in the four corners of the room.

She looked around but it appeared she was alone.  She inched her way into the room, not sure what to expect when Seonghwa staggered out from another room, holding a bottle of wine in his left hand.

He looked at Y/N, smirked and then took a long chug from the bottle.

“I glad you could join ne,” he slurred.

“Are you drunk?” Y/N asked.

“No, you drunk,” Seonghwa laughed, walking over to his bed. He plopped down in the center, rubbing the bed in a seductive way, “come join me.”

“I don’t know if I should,” Y/N hesitated.

“I not that scary, am I?” Seonghwa pouted. 

“I didn’t say you were scary,” Y/N argued. “You’re just a little, um well, a little intoxicated and I don’t know if you know what you’re doing.”

“I know what I doing,” Seonghwa snapped. “Now come sit.”

Y/N exhaled slowly, walking over and joining seonghwa in his bed.  

He reached over and started roughly petting her hair, “I lied to you earlier,” he admitted. 

“About what?” Y/N questioned. 

“You know how I said your hair was ok? Well I lied. I like hair, you look damn good,” he said, continuing to pet her like a dog. 

“Oh,” she smiled. “Why didn’t you just say that?”

“I couldn’t tell you. I know how you are and I know what you’re trying to do and it’s not gonna happen with me,” Seonghwa announced. 

Y/N turned to look at him in the eyes but couldn’t find the right words to respond. 

“So this,” Seonghwa pointed to her and back at himself, “has absolutely nothing to do with any kinds of feelings. This is happening strictly because I'm horny.”

Y/N sighed, turning her back on to him. 

“Show me all of your piercings,” Seonghwa ordered, pulling Y/N closer towards him. 

“You can already see most of them,” she sighed, unamused. 

“Hao said your belly button is now pierced,” Seonghwa growled. “I want to see that one.”

“Fine,” Y/N huffed, lifting her nightgown a little exposing her pierced belly button, along with her panties.

Seonghwa smirked, placing his hand on her upper thigh, “you really do have a nice body.”

She grabbed his hand, removing it from her thigh and placing it back into the bed, “I thought you wanted to see my piercing, my belly button isn’t located down here.”

“No but something better is,” Seonghwa smirked, replacing his hand back on her upper thigh. 

“You don’t want to do this,” she stated. 

“Don’t tell me what I want to do,” Seonghwa growled, pulling her down onto the bed. “You don’t know anything about me.”

“I know that you can’t stand me when you’re sober,” Y/N announced, instantly regretting her choice of words. 

“Is that what you think?” Seonghwa asked. 

“Of course it is,” she nodded. “You refer to me as a ‘worthless whore’.”

Seonghwa gently placed a piece of her hair behind her ear, “awww, does that hurt your feelings?” he asked with a shit eating grin on his face.

“I mean I don’t really like it,” Y/N admitted.

“Then you shouldn’t act like one,” Seonghwa smiled, lightly caressing her cheek. 

“Ok I’m going back to my room now,” she snapped, attempting to sit up. 

Seonghwa held on to her, tightly, preventing any movement. “Do you want some wine?” He asked. 

“No thank you,” Y/N sighed. 

“I need to grab another bottle,” Seonghwa said, sitting up. 

Y/N reached out grabbing his arm, “I think you had enough,” she said. 

“So now you know what’s best for me?” he huffed. 

“No, I'm not saying that. I just want you to stay here with me,” she smiled. 

“I’ll come right back,” he said. 

“Please don’t leave,” she pleaded, pulling him back down on the bed so that he was laying next to her. 

“Mmmm,” Seonghwa moaned. “Now that I’m here, what are you gonna do now?”

Y/N ignored his question, placing an arm over his stomach and resting her head on his shoulder. “Just lay with me for a little, please.”

“Since you said please,” Seonghwa sighed “I guess I’ll grant your wish this one time.”

He relaxed his body, peacefully closing his eyes. “Y/N?”

“Yea?” She responded 

“Will you stay here tonight?” Seonghwa asked. He slowly dozed off into a deep slumber before she had time to respond to his question.

“Oh Seonghwa,” Y/N whispered gently, getting up from the bed, being careful not to disturb him. She covered him with a blanket that was at the edge of the bed. She then blew the candles out around the room and turned the music off. Not knowing If she should get back into bed, after serious consideration, she decided against it. She ran downstairs to the kitchen retrieving a bottle of water and scribbled something onto a piece of paper. She returned to Seonghwa’s room, placing the water bottle on his nightstand with the hand written note securely under the bottle. She bent down to kiss his forehead, “sleep well.” She whispered before returning to her own room. 

The morning sun peeked through the curtains onto Seonghwa’s face, waking him from his restless slumber. His head was throbbing as he looked around the room, noticing he was alone. He saw the bottle of water on his nightstand, after grabbing it he noticed a piece of paper that was folded in half, laying underneath the bottle.

Seonghwa chugged half the bottle of water, then unfolded the note.

Seonghwa,

Thanks for the fun night. Sorry I didn’t stay like I said I would. Hopefully you won’t feel too shitty in the morning. But if you do, drink this water to rehydrate!

Kisses

XoXo

“Knock knock,” Minghao said before entering Wooyoung’s bedroom.

Y/N was already dressed and sitting on the bed, reminiscing about the events of the previous evening.  She didn’t know if she made the right decision on how she handled things with Seonghwa. A part of her thinks she should have just stayed but another part of her is proud that she didn’t.

“Isn’t it a lovely morning,” he asked, opening the curtains to allow the sunlight in.

“Why are you so chipper this morning?” Y/N groaned. “What time did Mingyu leave?”

“What time is it?” he smirked, pretending to look at the nonexistent watch on his wrist, “At never O’clock.  He’s still in my bed sweetie.”

She laughed, “of course he is.”

“I heard you had an interesting night too,” he raised an eyebrow looking at her. 

“What do you mean?” she furrowed her eyebrows as she examined him. 

“I heard you were in Seonghwa’s room,” Minghao winked. 

“That was nothing,” she shook her head. 

“Mhm,” he said with doubt. 

“Anyways, why are you in here so early?” she wondered, trying to change the subject. 

“Girl, look at the clock, this isn’t early,” he smiled. “But my friend is here and he’s already setting up in the den… so we’re ready to get your tats going.”

“What all am I getting done?” Y/N wondered.

“I guess time will tell,” he smirked. 

Y/n followed Minghao down into the den where another beautiful man was standing. He smiled when he and Y/N made eye contact.

“Hi I’m Chittapon,” he said with a huge smile exposing his perfect teeth.

“It’s nice to meet you, I’m Y/N.”

“We just call him Ten,” Minghao announced.

“Why Ten?” Y/N asked.

“Because I banged ten girls before I realized that I prefer dick,” he smiled.

Y/N’s eyes widened, not knowing how to respond so she said nothing while nodding.

“Come sit in my chair,” Ten commanded. “So, tell me what are we doing today?”

“Whatever you want,” Minghao said. “Just work your magic.”

“I can do that,” Ten nodded. “Where am I starting?”

“I’m thinking she would look pretty damn good with a partial sleeve,” Minghao suggested.

“Who wouldn’t?” Ten laughed, looking down at his own arms which were covered in ink.

“Is this your first tattoo?” Ten asked, getting his gun out and ink to start the process.

“Yea,” she sighed. “I’m a little nervous.”

“Eh, there's nothing to be worried about. It’s just a needle going in and out of your skin over and over till it's done,” Ten explained. 

“Yea that’s what I’m concerned about,” Y/N gasped.

“Shut up,” Minghao interjected. “Stop the bullshitting and get to work. I have stuff to do today too.”

Y/N leaned back in the chair while Ten started her tattoos.  An hour later, Seonghwa entered the den. 

“Good morning, beautiful,” Minghao smiled.

Y/N looked up to see Seonghwa staring at her but quickly looked away not wanting to keep the eye contact.

“Come here,” Seonghwa ordered Minghao, leading him out of the den.

After a few seconds, Minghao rushed back in and whispered something to Ten, forcing him to stop the current tattoo, immediately. He slid his chair closer to her legs and lifted Y/N’s shirt up exposing her stomach. She quickly put her hand down, stopping the shirt from being lifted any farther. 

“What are you doing?” Y/N asked.

“I was just told to do another tattoo first,” Ten explained. “It’s ok, just relax.”

“Ok,” Y/N nodded, putting her head back onto the headrest and releasing her shirt.

Ten worked on the new tattoo for thirty minutes then went back to working on her partial sleeve. By the time he was completed, most of the day was over.

He turned the gun off and began packing up his equipment.

“I’m gonna have to finish the rest, next week,” Ten announced. “I’m pretty booked up.”

“Alright,” Minghao nodded. “Well it looks badass so far.”

“Can I finally look?” Y/N wondered.

“I guess,” Minghao smirked.

Y/N looked at her arm and smiled when she saw the work that was displayed, “Wow,” she gasped. “This is amazing.”

“Yea,” Ten agreed, “I’ve been told I do pretty good work.”

“I’d say,” Y/N continued smiling at her arm. Her smile then dropped from her face when she remembered he did another tattoo on her stomach.

Y/N stood up, grabbed the hand held mirror off of Ten’s portable table, pulled her shirt up and looked at the tattoo.

Her mouth dropped when she saw what was permanently placed on her body. On her lower left abdomen, below the waistline was Seonghwa’s name, written in beautiful cursive lettering and a heart directly after it.

“Why did you do this?” Y/N panicked. “He’s gonna be so pissed at me.”

“Relax honey, it was his idea,” Minghao smirked. “I knew you two had a good night last night.”

“I need to go talk to him,” Y/N said, rushing out of the room to find Seonghwa.

♥️𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚟 ♠️𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝♦️𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝♣️

♥️♠️𝚃𝚊𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 - 𝙾𝙿𝙴𝙽♦️♣️

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