Chapter 3: a little longer
Yijung ran but he couldn’t open the front door. he wanted to get out of this place, immediately.
“let me out!” he screamed on top of his lungs.
just because he smiled awhile ago, that doesn’t mean he’s already comfortable with the person right in front of him. what if he’s on drugs right now and can’t think straight? what if he silently kills Yijung while he’s sleeping?
“you can’t just open that door easily,” Woobin said calmly. “you think a person like me who is a part of a drug syndicate and killed multiple people doesn’t do anything to protect himself especially when it comes to his home?” he laughed. “i got security cameras surrounding this small apartment, even on the streets. whenever someone crosses the street that goes at this direction i’l
