The defective girl promised a kiss | Side story
:: Blind and wild kiss,
¹ This is a side story of the story [Defective Product He Kisses Me] written as a crew mission for the 𝐏.𝐒.𝐆 crew.
² It was written relatively briefly.
The sound of a single gunshot echoed from outside. Before I could even dare to be on guard against the threatening posture, the tightly shut door was taken away. Even I, for so long, had only laughed and tsk-tsk at them, hurriedly fleeing, as if on orders. Nevertheless, I chose honor, holding a gun in both hands and pushing forward, because I had chosen to pursue them. Trust had long since been lost. There had been no affection between the two from the beginning. What did I care about betrayal? I knew the angry eyes that were bent on destroying me. Neither pretending not to know nor knowing, I merely ambiguously assumed my role faithfully, grasping the middle ground. The suspicion bordering on certainty turned into longing, and that was why I lusted after you more savagely.
Even though I knew what you gave me wasn't a kiss of oath, a kiss of love and hate, or anything else. Was that the only reason I couldn't let it go?
It's not that I believe you don't love me.
It's not that I know you hate me.
It's not that I know you have murderous intentions toward me,
It was because I had tasted the sweetness of your lips, blind and wild. Because I wanted to see your provocative kisses, flawed and nothing more than the gestures you had properly maintained after receiving what you had bestowed upon me. This time, it was truly a gift. Suppressing everything that had been brewing, a yearning for each other's desires without emotion. No, maybe it had all been her doing from the beginning. Even if I thought I had let my fierce pride down and played along until now, it didn't feel like a dog's doing. A hollow laugh escaped my lips, but the muzzles of guns were pointed at me, pressing me in.
- Mafia organization Sicily`` Boss Min Yoongi, ordered to be killed without a eulogy. It's an honorable death, so what's left to say?
"Please, Lee Gong-hae, kill me that year. To be exact, at the same time, September 17th of next year, 3:48 AM. Shouldn't Sicilian Bubos be released without paying for his crimes? The same way you killed me.
- It's as brutal as I heard.
With that last word, he fell to the ground in the empty lot without a single scream. Crunch, crunch.
The defective child swore by kissing the oath,
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