※This article is based on the author's imagination.
fictional storyand
With the characters of this work
Please remember that there is no relationship whatsoever.
A Dangerous Choice
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Some area in Seoul.
Located in the innermost part of the village
00 Villa.
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The lowest floor of Villa 00.
In a complete basement, not even a semi-basement
There is one house.
No sunlight comes in
In the light streaming from a small light
A house to live in.
The only light is the lighting.
It turned off today.
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Empty soju bottles rolling on the floor
A pile of trash on one side
In an already narrow two-room apartment
The living room is unusable,
In one room, there was not a single piece of common furniture.
There was only one blanket spread on the floor.
It seems like no living thing exists
In a dirty and cramped room
There was a boy who didn't fit in.
At least he has the physique of a high school student.
Wearing a very wrinkled school uniform
With my body curled up
I was sitting in the corner.
For white skin
From the raw fish that looks like it was made not long ago
Even the scars look like they've been there for quite some time
Anyone can see that it is domestic violence or school violence.
He looked like a victim.
(Clang-)
The old iron door opens
Not at all like a boy
A man with a fat build
With a bag full of bottles of alcohol in his hand
I walked into the room with a slow pace.
As soon as the man saw the boy
I furrowed my brow
He kicked me and told me to get out.
But the boy
It just seems like something that happens every day
With an expression that shows no emotion
According to the man's kick
It shook back and forth.
Has quite some time passed like that?
Violence that is stronger and lasts longer than usual
Gradually cracks appeared on the boy's face.
Pain is an emotion
It was completely reflected in the boy's expression.
The man has a boyish expression
Watching it get distorted
He let out a laugh
I went out to the living room holding a bottle of soju.
The boy wonders when the man will act up again.
I left the house to avoid the man.
I ran up the stairs of the villa.you
I soon sat down at the entrance of the villa.
Looking at the school uniform covered in footprints
The boy let out an unknown sigh
The sound of a car coming from somewhere
I raised my head in surprise.
The neighborhood where the boy lives
Even among the poor
poor people live
Because there was no one in a position to buy a car
I might have been more surprised.
A person who doesn't know anything about cars
A car that looks expensive at first glance
The boy, without knowing it,
I followed the car with my eyes,
That luxury sedan
Whether it was fate or coincidence, he stopped in front of the boy.
To be exact, in front of the villa where the boy lives.
The man who got out of the driver's seat
I opened the back seat door
A man who looks like he has a lot of money
Smoking a cigarette
It came down.
(Thump thump-)
"Hey kid, do you know Mr. 000?"
Referring to the boy as a kid
The man asked the boy,
"Why are you looking for my dad?"
saying
She glared at the man with eyes full of wariness.
"Your father borrowed a lot of money from me
"I haven't given it to you yet"
As if things were easy
To the man with a satisfied smile
The boy's pupils trembled violently.
The man passes by such a boy
Approach your subordinates
I was talking about something and something
After hearing the story, the subordinate headed to the boy's house.
(Suddenly-)
Just as the boy was about to stop the subordinate
The door on the opposite rear seat opened.
And the woman who appeared
It was flashy, not fitting for the rustic neighborhood.
It looks at least 13cm
In black high heels
black stockings,
In a short off-shoulder one-piece dress
A man's suit draped over his shoulders.
Shiny watches, rings, earrings, necklaces, etc.
A lot of decorations.
The upward-looking eyes resemble a cat's.
Lips so red, almost red,
It was enough to steal the boy's attention.
In the meantime
The subordinate who dragged out the boy's father
As if I touched something dirty
I was shaking my hands.
The man approached the boy's father.
When are you going to pay me back?
Can you pay me back?
saying
I got annoyed
Bowing
The image of a father begging for an extension of the deadline
It was enough to confuse the boy.
Always beating yourself up
In front of yourself
A person who only talks loudly
I feel like I can pray like that
The boy who had been laughing in vain turned his gaze away.
Is it fate or coincidence?
I made eye contact with a gorgeous woman.
The boy was surprised and quickly looked away,
The woman seemed to become interested and approached the boy.
The sound of high heels clicking, clicking
It banged the boy's eardrums nonstop.
The woman who had come up to the boy's nose
The surprised boy took a step back.
I tripped over my own feet.
No, I almost fell over.
With the strong scent of perfume and cosmetics
If it weren't for the woman's arm wrapped around the boy's waist,
The woman pulled the boy's waist again.
I got close to a woman unintentionally
The boy's ears turned red
The boy who felt that closed his eyes tightly.
There's no way the woman in front of the boy couldn't see that.
The woman chuckled and took a small step back.
The boy sat down.
The woman still has a relationship with the boy's father.
To the angry man
"Let's go now."
He turned around coolly and said
The man frowned as if he didn't like it.
While mumbling
I followed the woman.
And the first one to speak was a woman
"We've been waiting a little while, haven't we?"
"right"
"Then I guess I can take that."
In order
It was female-male-female.
And the 'thing' they were pointing to was...
maybe boywould.