Toddler - [TAEBIN FF]

Chapter 42

After a bit of back and forth, Taehyun managed to secure enough money to pay for the art school, and Juhyeok cheered loudly when he told him the news.

Alas, today is his first day there.

Taehyun opened the door to the car, where a second booster seat was.

"Kids first."

Juhyeok and Yerim giggled, before climbing into the car. Taehyun sat down in the shotgun seat, and switched the engine on.

"Seatbelts everyone!!"

"Got it Dad!"

"Yes sir."

He started the car, wheeled it out of the parking spot, and onto the road.

"Did you hear we're gonna have short end-of-the-year exams?" Yerim complained.

"No I didn't."

"It's so dumb! What happened to 'everything is easy in first grade'?!"

Taehyun chuckled.

"Trust me, even first grade isn't easy."

Yerim huffed.

"Unfair."

Juhyeok giggled.

"We'll study together, and Jinsong can join as well!"

"Jinsong? Nah, try studying with him, and you'll be unprepared."

"You're so mean to your cousin!"

Yerim playfully stuck her tongue out.

"I have my reasons."

Taehyun snickered quietly, and turned the car towards the left, going down the surprisingly not-so-busy highway.

"Make a U-turn, then turn right," his navigation system suddenly said.

He frowned.

"But that's illegal," he muttered.

"What is Dad?" Juhyeok asked.

"The GPS is—"

No one could've heard it coming.

Yet Taehyun's trained senses suddenly picked up a screech of wheels from afar, alarmingly fast.

He glanced up quick enough to see the bright white headlights of a minivan coming directly towards them, and gasped.

"KIDS WATCH OUT!"

Yerim and Juhyeok saw it.

And screamed.

+x+

The station was quiet.

It typically is unless there's a case coming in, surprisingly, especially in the lobby.

But today, at 2:05pm in the afternoon, the telephone on the front desk started ringing excruciatingly.

A young woman with bobbed hair, her name tag reading Shin Ryujin, lifted the telephone off its receiver, and pressed it close to her ear.

"Hello, Seoul Metropolitan Police?"

She sat up immediately in her swivel seat the moment when she heard loud sobs coming in response.

"Police... p-please help us... we got hit by a car!"

Yerim had tears streaming down her face as she pressed the broken cell phone onto her ear, trying to form the right words.