⠀ ━━ ( 🎲 ) chapter two...

jaemin found his long limbs standing upon a landscape of green, grassy covered land. a relaxed smile emerged whilst the wind raced to gift his thin body a hug, his ruby red lips parted slightly when undergoing a change of feelings which bubbled endlessly. it seemed almost mystical, like a magic spell was wished upon his fatigued soul, how there seemed to be a pair of arms lifting the bricks of burden off his shoulder was almost unbelievable.

he was thankful that the world allowed him to experience joy even only for the slightest moment.

just there and there, he let the winds along with its chilly breeze carry his sorrows and pain. he was immersed in a whirlwind of peace and joy.

two things that entwine each other, everlasting and blessing for the littlest time granted. especially after knowing that time would chase the special opportunity away, jaemin knew he just had to let every burden go and used it to push the terrible trauma left by the experience 14 years before.

no more trying to pretend that he was stronger than his 6 year old self, no more shielding away from the tears that rolled every night when he thought about his mother.

this was the real jaemin, still as immature, as weak, as scarred and

still as broken.

he tried to embrace his real self, but failed to every time.

for once he wanted to admit that, nothing had changed though he drove himself crazy and tired with the stack of works and problems. jaemin held his door open as his heart mumbled its worries to the cloudy skies, to the setting sunset and lastly to fate who never bowed down to jaemin's will.

when his heart muttered its last words, and the wind didn't race against the clouds-jaemin's hands raised to tap the surface of his pale skin. it was damp, and a river of liquid left trailing down his cheeks.

jaemin forced a laugh, he despised himself for still being weak, when he had to be the opposite. he turned his head, spotting if their were any witnesses and quickly wiped the leftover tears off his skin.

" jaemin hyung! come here! " a thunderous yell startled jaemin, he only sighed and hoped his eyes weren't as puffy as he expected.

he grinned and jogged his way to chenle's seat, the latter noticed an unfamiliar brunette sitting casully beside his brother. was it chenle's friend who was said to help execute their plan?

chenle nudged his friend who stood up when his eyes caught jaemin's figure-at first glance jaemin was appalled by his doll-like visuals and he had his gaze drowning in those stone cold eyes-despite the male's petite figure jaemin was sure by the looks of his orbs that he wasn't someone to mess with.

the male took the first step and offered his hand to jaemin who was still in daze, " nice to meet you, i'm chenle's friend, huang renjun. "

" o-oh yeah n-nice to meet you too! i'm na jaemin, " jaemin replied stuttering on the way.

renjun let out a chuckle and pat the seat next to him, obviously a signal for jaemin to take a seat. he gave himself a mental slap on the face and took a seat, chenle following his actions not long later.

"so, i heard from chenle about your daring plan, very risky i must say, " renjun took a pause to bite his lip, clasping his hand together, " look, i've lived amongst these people for several years and from my experience i learned one thing. "

chenle raised his eyebrows and questioned, " and that is? "

" you should never underestimate the amount of power they have, because with money they can do anything. "

of course jaemin had thought of this possibility before, playing rich people who wielded that much power and money sure took a lot of courage, but he was sure he got everything under control, " renjun-ssi, what is it like in the jade palace? "

" jade palace is almost magical, a complex filled with the biggest houses you'll ever dream of, i would be considered a very lucky child-i had the opportunity to live in one of those mansions, " the chinese detailed, " but the people there are not as kind as they seem, rich and snobby-their words stabbed like a dagger, sometimes there were days when i regretted living in a luxurious palace and begged my family to move. "

for chenle it made a lot of sense, having undergone a similar experience as a child with rich people. chenle learned that they were nothing but a nightmare dressed like a daydream, they were people whose thoughts and body entreat for gold like a hungry predator, humans with a tendency to assume that everything people needed were gold and wealth. continuously judging people based on the value printed on a piece of paper and lived their life as if they held a higher status in society.

" i feel bad for their kids, my friend who's still trapped there, it's sad how they are living only to serve their parent's greed, " renjun ended his statement.

" so, it isn't the children but the adults? " jaemin assumed from renjun's previous statement.

renjun nodded, and a little smile appeared on his face when his mind travelled to memories of his childhood, " yes, they were so innocent, nothing like their parent...sadly, time has changed and i know they will too. "

renjun's story only raised questions from jaemin, his eagerness drove him to bombarding a bunch of questions to the chinese's face, " what happened? why did you move? "

" my parents had enough of those rich people talking behind their back and spreading fake rumors about our family, everything was so toxic and my parents didn't want me to grow in an environment like that, " renjun answered, hesitating to continue but in the end he did anyways, " it's also because we know a dark secret of theirs that not a lot of people knows. "

" what secret? " this time it was chenle, leaning closer knowing it turned serious.

renjun sighed and fiddled with his fingers, clearly battling with his thoughts and unable to make a decision. jaemin who saw this didn't want to push him if he was uncomfortable to talk about it, " it's fine if you don't want to talk about it ren-"

" i need to tell you though, it'll serve as a warning before you step even further."

the two leaned loser, enclosing the space between the three of them. chenle even pulled his hair back to get a better listen, jaemin on the other hand became unsettled and his heart consumed by fear. he could sense that renjun's secret would be the pawn to successfully conquer the people, but at the same time as renjun said before it was a warning, meaning that they were in the face of danger.

" you're aiming for one of the lees right? " renjun cleared his throat, asking knowing that they would since the lees were the founder of seoul university,

chenle and jaemin simultaneously nodded, " yes, that was what we planned originally. "

" brace yourselves then, because the lee you're dealing with...is a descendant of lee jaehyuk, " renjun finally uttered, looking away not wanting to know their reactions.

unexpectedly breaking the tense atmosphere, unable to surpass the shock chenle only laughed, his young mind only taking renjun's word as a mere joke, " you don't mean that lee jaehyuk right? don't joke around like that renjun-ge. "

jaemin silenced his brother by pinching him in the arm, knowing well enough that chenle needed to take the situation seriously, " is it really the lee jaehyuk? "

" yes, sadly it's the lee jaehyuk that i'm talking about. "

the youngest out of the three clasped his hands, apart of him wanted to cry at his unlucky fate, he could only heal the anxiousness building inside by laughing sarcastically, " wonderful then! what better way to end your life, than dealing with a family of mafias! "

that was fate's second warning towards jaemin, as the lee jaehyuk renjun meant in his words was indeed,

the leader of the biggest mafia organization in asia.

the decision was all in jaemin's hands once again, with the two pair of eyes starring at him jaemin felt even more conflicted, so he closed his eyes for a moment, letting all the scenarios flow in his mind.

" bring it on then, let's see if they're really like what you meant, renjun-ssi. "

what came as a surprise though, was that instead of being haunted by fear-na jaemin was fueled with excitement.

⌨ ᶻᶻᶻ elena is typing ...

umm anyone wanna volunteer slapping jaemin in the face for being crazy? ( more like slap elena in the face cuz wtf was she thinking when she came up with this plot lmao ) as always, have a nice day yeorobun!! thank you for coming thru this chapter.