literally a child

“Good luck with that one, I’m pretty sure she would manage to kill you before you could.”

“you don’t believe in me?”

“…i’m pretty sure it’s not.”

“pretty sure is not sure.”

“Inho I can name a lot of people who are technically in charge of you and I think they would all agree with me when I say you shouldn’t kill her.”

“that’s not a good answer.”

“inho, do not kill taeha.”

“why not?”

“yeah, well, you have good taste.”

“so do you. i’m the best.”

“twelve and a half, ten, what difference does two years make when you’re a literal child? not even a teenager? seriously, what are you doing on tour? go to school. be a kid. please.”

“i dunno. i seem to know what i’m doin a lot better than you do,” be spat bitterly. “fuck school. i’m on tour because i want to perform and my company brought me.”

“isaac said that?”

“he says it lots.”

“….that doesn’t sound helpful either.”

“and then while she was scolding him for not reprimanding me, i’d run away and kill taeha.”

“how old are you, like ten? and you’re giving me advice on hard work? wow, i really am a hot mess, aren’t i?”

“twelve and a half!” he answered hotly. “but i’ve been training for two years. i know some stuff, okay!”

“no– the lady at the orphanage always said boys don’t grow until college.”

“the orphanage sounds fake.”

“you got it, buddy.”

“i knew you were great from the moment i met you.”

“that’s like me saying that i heard there’s other talented visuals on the tour and having to kill them to be the only one. bit extreme, don’t you think?”

“no, it’s different. visuals are a dime a dozen.”

“big word for a little kiddo.”

“isaac is right. you’re a dummy.”

“so are you, though.”

“that cuts deep man.”

“I… please don’t kill Taeha.”

“....why not?”

“i’d think the brattier you are the easier it would be to kill.”

“that’s flawed logic, dude.”