B: We're passing each other
The ending they met after going back and forth is not good, so I wonder if love was possible for these two who were close to 0 or impossible.
You might as well just run away through that gap.
It must have been a week since Taehyung died. After finishing up my business for the day and arriving at headquarters to report, I went up to the boss's office. The cold air on the doorknob sent goosebumps up my hand, and as soon as I opened it and went in, a sharp piece of metal lunged at Yu-eun's neck. Yu-eun let out a hollow laugh and then straightened her face, and Seok-jin, without moving, thrust the knife closer to her neck. He had no expression and gave off a chilling aura of reluctance.
"What the hell is this? Don't you know I'm not so weak that I can't subdue a crazy guy with a knife with my bare hands? Why are you climbing up without even knowing the situation? You're a puppet boss who gets dragged around here and there."
"Fuck... If you pretend not to know, I'll think you don't know, right? Don't take me lightly. It may seem foolish to have handed me over to you with a beggarly spirit just because of that little boss, but I thought our contract ended that day. How long do you plan on worrying about me like that?"
“How can you manipulate our master-servant relationship as you please? I didn’t put you there just to give you the right to interfere with me. I told you, I’m holding your leash.
"Why don't you drop this day before? It's quite threatening, but I'm not scared."
“Don’t you know better than I do why I’m holding a knife to your throat? That’s enough, I don’t need any of that. Just hand over your lover. I’m not going to hide that dirty cop and refuse to hand him over.”
"You must be stupid. Why would you seek me out for a dead child? If you're curious, go to a shrine. Maybe you can find the soul of the child you couldn't even chase after there."
Before Yu-eun could even finish her sentence, he grabbed her tightly tied hair and tugged at it. Yu-eun tilted her head back, lowering her eyebrows, blinking, and rolling her tongue. Still holding the knife, Seok-jin obediently called out Tae-hyung's location. She snatched the knife from his hand and mercilessly cut off the lock of hair he was holding. Yu-eun, who had been smirking with a sarcastic grin, couldn't help but reveal her displeasure.
Hey, I told you not to be a jerk. Damn it.
“Who is fooling around? I’m telling you once again, you are below me. I wonder if it would be difficult to kill just one of you right now. What a piece of shit. That’s right, you won’t touch that police bastard as long as you blow on him? What kind of love can you hold on to? I shouldn’t have treated you so preciously that you would even give up your life. Foolish…, ugh.”
Unable to bear it any longer, Yu-eun bit her right lip with a cold gaze and wrapped both hands around Seok-jin's neck. She let out a deep breath and tightened her grip. He must have lost his cool, so she abruptly let go. Watching him collapse in an instant, she shifted her gaze and sneered. She then stepped on Seok-jin's limp hand. When he screamed, she laughed heartily and whispered in his ear.
"Hey, do you really think that's love? Don't think so simply. You hate someone so much that you want to kill them, and now you're saying it's love? Don't be romantic all the time. But. I think it wouldn't be a bad idea to just kill a kid like you who doesn't even have that much interest."
Seokjin, who had been staring blankly back with his empty eyes, suddenly regained focus. He couldn't help but rest his chin on his hand, thinking, "Isn't it too soft to be the boss with that much courage?" He parted his lips, tilted his head, met Seokjin's gaze, and smirked.
Should I kill you?
You're crazy.
Knowing this, what
“I’m really not sorry at all, but I don’t care whether Kim Taehyung is alive or dead. So, stop being so stubborn and get out of the way. You’re sitting right in front of your room door, right? I want to get out of this dirty place.”
Eun-i brushed her hands away as if nothing had happened and stood up. Then, Seok-jin's gaze shifted and he began to laugh maniacally. She stared at him with a puzzled expression, but by the time she realized it, it was too late. Two bullets pierced her back, and as Eun-i collapsed, Seok-jin whispered in her ear, "I know. You weren't the one hiding Kim Tae-hyung. Damn it."
She regained consciousness, but the floor was cold, and her hands and feet were tied, unable to see anything. Furthermore, having been shot, she was helpless. The door opened with a scraping sound of metal, letting in a bit of light. As footsteps echoed across the floor, Yu-eun struggled to free herself from the ropes. Finally, when the light came on, she saw Tae-hyung, tied up in the same position and unconscious, across from her. She knew she wouldn't die, but it was this neighborhood that had brought her here.I thought he was the boss.
Meanwhile, while I was momentarily distracted, a dull, unpleasant thud hit my head.
"Boss, why did you do that? Our boss is angry and wants you to be beaten up. You don't want your pretty face to be ruined, right?"
“Crazy, ahh.”
He started beating him without mercy, without giving Eunhyuk a chance to speak. Yes, Min Yoongi. That crazy bastard. Just as he was leaving so many bruises, someone came in through the open door and knocked Min Yoongi unconscious. Then, as he was helping Taehyung out, Eunhyuk spoke to him.
"Hey, officer. Let me take you too. As you can see, I'm being beaten. If you leave me alone, I'll probably die."