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a-dtoy // ( x )

“Hello, is this Kim Myungsoo?” his voice rough and despite speaking as politely as he could Hongbin still sounded as If he could potentially harm someone with just his voice alone. Usually, an issue such as this does not interest him at all he has more work to attend to and time to him slips by way too fast to accomplish anything like he wanted. Today, however, the troublesome young man is about to taste his rage “We can discuss this easily or I’m going to have to hand the piece of evidence to the officials” the window smashed and the wheels flattened. GO ON MASTER, GIVE HIM A LITTLE TASTE.

oculvus // ( x )

“Yes, I believe there are patterns that lead to success” I wish mine was different, whispered to himself the man who’d lost his own path before he could even remember. His dreams were simply garbage produced by innocence. The child was not allowed to that world every kid has experienced, the heroic figures are simply mass produced plastic waste and play time is not what leads to victory. “In my case It was dedication” he watched as the female flicked her wrist jotting down the response within seconds “Only the strongest survive, don’t you agree?”

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Her eyes glance down at the present once more as he motions towards it, nodding in response to his inquiry. “Should I open it now?” Mm, maybe I’ll save it for later. The tan woman’s eyebrows knit themselves together in curiosity, shaking the wrapped gift in her hand a few times before dropping it down to her side. She hadn’t the slightest idea as to what it could possibly be. In fact, she was surprised anybody would even bother to remember it. The only person who ever had the day of her birth on their mind was her father. Even then he had trouble remembering. He was busy. Things as trivial as birthdays didn’t really matter.

“Yeah. I was going to finish up some work at home among other things. I had quite a long day.” A small yawn slips past her lips, though a smile still lingers on her face. It didn’t hit her as to why he asked, but soon it finally clicked. Did he have any further plans? Often he only gave gifts related to liquor…Usually, Yoobin didn’t even see him when he gave gifts. But even if he had plans for the future, the curator didn’t dare to ask. It would be far too much to ask…She wasn’t exactly used to celebrating her birthday. 

He was half expecting her to question his intention, but It never came. Originally, If she were to ask he would’ve told her right away. He’ll admit It is far less uncomfortable for him to answer instead of offering. That is a part of him, the unfitting insecurity that contrasts with his appearance. Being in such position some would assume that socializing is the element that he’s probably gifted with. That is entirely different from the truth, sadly. It is simpler to engage a conversation once It concerns his business, a conversation plotted with a solid topic, however, with the woman before him despite spending some time together he still finds It difficult to converse with her outside of the client frame. She is comfortable to be around, but making a man who has always been alone to open up isn’t the easiest thing. I am trying.

The encounter took him by surprise, the suited male averted his gaze towards the other. “Hello-” his brow cocked slightly as an observation took place before tilting his head slightly in an angle expecting the other to proceed. 

“How may I help you?”

Life is strange.

( 2/5 )

“Nobody does” Hongbin scoffed as If what she had said was the most pathetic thing that ever graced his ears. Arguments are to be dealt with based on reason, but with how aggressive the conflict escalated his tone gradually fledged to the more tempered side. A mocking grin then accompanied him, the cigarette present in his hand was tossed to the floor as he proceeded to lean in, threatening her. 

“I suggest you stop getting involved, Camila” 

every man has his demons. 

      She wasn’t always like this and even now when she looks in the mirror she doesn’t think she is bad looking, sometimes she is even flirts with herself through the glass telling about her beauty with the random winks and air kisses. The reality wasn’t as kind to her though so after numerous times of being left alone she learned to do things on her own, sometimes slower, sometimes struggling but there was nothing she wasn’t capable of. “I have had some sandwiches for lunch and a bottle of yoghurt. Have you eaten?” It has been quite some time since her last meal and the woman even secretly hoped that he didn’t eat yet to eat together, maybe he would make it his teat.

[ mssg: Sophie ] I really don’t understand your relationship with everything

Life is strange.

( 2/5 )

“And sometimes you avoid It for the risk is not worth taken” bluntly the words came, It was the most honest and bitter. He knew such manner shouldn’t be expressed and emotions should come after reason, however, for once in such a long time he’s allowing himself to slip through the cracks of the wall he so passionately holds guard with the help of the whiskey present in the glass between his fingers. He is aware that this isn’t what Stephanie would love to hear, she is someone he wishes never to damage. The terrible part of the story is that he may have already committed just that, unaware and corrupted. She is so valuable at heart to be risking her purity with him whose anything but healthy. As If they knew the perfect way of torturing him. Grant him with people whose hearts are fragile, allow the beast a chance when they know the fool isn't wise enough to over come itself. 

“Sometimes, Stephanie” he allowed the liquid to once again burn Its way into his system. 

Life is strange.

( 2/5 )

That statement, as cringe-worthy as It sounds It managed to flutter him deep under those layers. Yes, the commentary with that much flavor isn’t something he’s familiar with and It left him somewhat speechless, but If that is really what she truly believes, he has no intention of changing a thing. He merely nodded in response to her then followed by his palm that found itself on her head. He gave a gentle pat in that area before smiling faintly at her who clearly prefers her dark strands untouched.

“Be careful will you? as much as I’d love to-”

“I won’t be able to save you every single time” 

Life is strange.

( 2/5 )

The commentary did not distract the man from adjusting his attire. That statement is somewhat unnecessary and the older saw no point in sharing his opinion. He has his duty to attend to and politeness is only present when he sees the need. Not responding to an attempted interaction is a part of what makes the vice president a respected figure. Over verbalizing is a waste, silence sometimes speaks more precisely. He’s sure the younger is bright enough to register his soundless response. However, he felt that the following the other needs to realize. 

“Out of all the people I never expected that It’d be you”

“I’m sure you know how essential self-presentation is”

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( 88 ) - Dream

Shin Minhee, we meet at last.

What is she doing here, she’s not supposed to be here.

Oh, but you’re not going to be rude to our guest.

Hongbin won’t be pleased I’m sure.

Let the game begin. Hongbin was seated at the very end of the dining table that has dishes and countless of silver wares that looked as If they were intended to serve the kings of kings. The void was decorated rather, lavishly. Every element of this chamber dearly wanted to impress the visitor. Hongbin, however, would rather not welcome her into this victorian nightmare lit by the glistening chandeliers above their heads. He has no control over what happens, the three are the ones who alter this reality. 

In unison, twenty-five, eighty-eight and zero greeted him with a disgusting grin. They are pleased with their dining companion for the night, Minhee is indeed desirable. Yes, this is simply a dream and what happens to her does not affect his friend, however, he’s not prepared for the sight of anything that may happen. The truth is, he doesn’t always dream, but when he does It’s not the most pleasing experience like other people would describe It. It is either a film featuring his the memories he wished to never reminisce, or his fear that’s has been let out of Its leash. He should get used to these games by now, but he is a human and will always be. His emotions will always find it’s way to damage him, his wish would be to not register any of It. He needs help. 

Minhee does not look like the one he spoke to, her expressions frozen yet elegant. Her strands looked neat, so does the dark velvet dress that hugged her curves. The gems decorated against her skin only exaggerated her beauty. Hongbin began to question what kind of dream this will be, his surroundings left him perplexed. First his split identities all at the same table dining with much joy ignoring the presence of him and the woman frozen in place. The music was haunting yet harmonious. 

“Master” before he had the chance to indulge deeper in his own silent investigation, the dark one spoke. The one he’s most afraid of, It is zero the one without sympathy, the one who preaches sin. A blink of an eye was how fast It happened, the entity stood before his eyes with a cloth in hand It had something hidden inside and he’s quite certain of what It is. 

“I knew you were waiting for the fun part” the cloth unveiled and he wished It never did. A gun laid present in Its palm. 

“What a pity we dressed her so beautifully, what a pity blood will stain”

WHAT A PITY SUCH BEAUTY WILL BECOME A MEMORY.