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"ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇɢɪɴɴɪɴɢ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴅ ᴡᴀs
ᴀʟʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ᴅᴇᴄɪᴅᴇᴅ"

Drippin'
—NCT DREAM
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+* ﾟ ゜ﾟ *+:｡.｡:+* ﾟ ゜ﾟ *+:｡.｡.｡:+* ﾟ ゜ﾟ*+

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☾ ‥ ·     ❝crimson spills.❞    ° +   ·

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+* ﾟ ゜ﾟ *+:｡.｡:+* ﾟ ゜ﾟ *+:｡.｡.｡:+* ﾟ ゜ﾟ*+

seoul city.

the capital of south korea, a metropolitan place of residence for roughly 9.8 million inhabitants. with such a large population, there is no doubt of diverse activity occurring in every area.

especially during the night.

on one side of the city, stars visible and welcoming lights glowing from comforting buildings, a boy stands. outside a frequented cafe, over a girl crouching on the sidewalk.

luscious long hair cascading over her hunched shoulders, plump painted lips pouting and quivering, pale skin glowing in contrast to her seductive dark red dress. she's gorgeous, and has captured the hearts of many. unfortunately, her promiscuous character presents a problem for any who fall for her.

this time, however, it seems she is now the one suffering from heartbreak.

the boy rolls his eyes, shoving his hands into the pockets of his ripped jeans. stance casual, face a cold, blank slate of disinterest, he mutters, "sorry, i never loved you."

and he stalks away, licking his lips. she may be gorgeous, but this boy is beyond her. charming, golden, someone loved or envied by all.

what the public isn't aware of is his underground reputation.

a sob story calling for revenge, a stack of cash, and several weeks of charming into a state of lovesickness later, he leaves his assigned victim heartbroken.

his victim crying on the side of the sidewalk, heart shattered and tears of crimson love spilling.

+* ﾟ ゜ﾟ *+:｡.｡:+* ﾟ ゜ﾟ *+:｡.｡.｡:+* ﾟ ゜ﾟ*+

on another side of the city, towering buildings blocking out the sky and drowning space in darkness, another boy stands. inside an abandoned alleyway, over a girl splayed out on the gravel.

short hair fanned out around her head, thin lips parted slightly, pale skin glowing in contrast to her crisp dark business suit. she was fierce, and managed a business affecting many. unfortunately, her success and large sum of income had presented a problem for competing businesses.

this time, however, it seems she was the one who suffered from competition.

the boy blinks once, shoving his hands into the pockets of his ripped jeans. stance casual, face a cold, blank slate of disinterest, he mutters, "sorry, it's nothing personal."

and he stalks away, licking his lips. she may have been fierce, but this boy is beyond her. brilliant, calculating, someone admired or feared by all.

what the public doesn't know is his true identity.

an angry story calling for revenge, a stack of cash, and several weeks of scheming and waiting later, he leaves his assigned victim deceased.

his victim laying on the ground of the alleyway, heart stopped and pool of crimson flowing.