SYNOPSIS
Choi Beomgyu, top law student at day, runs with the Mafia at night has two sides to him; he can be ruthlessly hot tempered, he can be... 'everyone' normal.
An encounter during one of the Mafia's missions lead Beomgyu down an unexpected spir...
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Nefarious; ne·far·i·ous (/nəˈferēəs/)
Definition: wicked, evil, sinful
The tall, muscular man hovers over the trembling boy and tosses the gun, sliding across the floor which lands right in front of the tear-stained boy. The young boy looks up at the man he feared. The man was shirtless and had tattoos covering every inch of his upper body and had a belt around his waist, carrying loaded revolvers, handguns and AR-15s. The boy shudders in fear, all he wants to do is run but his movements are restricted, with his hands cuffed at the front and each of his legs chained to the cage he dreaded. What he fears the most is what the man wanted to do with him.
The tattooed man points to the lady in front of the boy, they were 7 feet apart but the boy could recognize the lady anywhere. The lady was wearing a short white ripped dress and her hair's a mess. Her face was so thin and pale, she looked skinny to the bones. The boy stares at the lady, tears streaming down his cheek onto the tip of his chin and drop down onto the pile of salty tears he created on the cement floor.
The man glares at the young boy and then points to the gun in front of him. "Shoot."
The young boy shook his head, wanting to just curl back into the cage, but two men gripped his shoulders and nudges him to the ground, causing a crack to the boy's chin, blood dripping down his neck.
"Stop that!" The lady cried, wanting to reach for the younger boy but the chains around her wrists held her back.
"I can't..." The boy says as he's being pulled up to a sitting position. The man grabs the boy by his shirt and pulls him up. The sound of the man's palm colliding with the boy's cheek echoed in the room.
"Shoot!" The man shouted. Clutching the gun onto the boy's hand.
"Sweetie? Sweetie, please look at me." The lady pleaded and the boy did as tell.
"You can do it." The lady says.
The boy holds the gun, hands trembling but perfectly aiming the lady in front of him. But then, he shook his head and drops the gun. "I can't and I won't!"
"Should we just kill them off boss?" One of the goons questioned the man.
"No!" The lady shouted. She looks back at the young boy, eyes pleading. "Sweetie, please, you can do this. Just shoot!"
"Your time's running up." The man says, and he points his revolver to the boy's head. "It's either you shoot, or the both of you die."
"Sweetie! You don't have much of a choice! Please do as I say! Shoot!" The lady shrieks.
"5...4..."
"TAEHYUN!"
One of the goons forcefully straightens the boy's tensed arm from behind and Taehyun pulls the trigger. The loud bang echoes in the room with the recoil of the gun and puffs of red mist splatted when the bullet finds its mark. The lady's body drops onto the ground. She mumbles her last words, smiling at the young boy with tears pricking the corners of her eyes, before she lets out her last breath.
