“They’ll come,” he says. “Not to sound arrogant, but this district’s inspection scores are at an all-time high in the rookie division. They like my results too much to let me kick the bucket.” His words are wrapped in the plain, neutral tone of someone reciting a well-known fact. Although he’s not outright saying it – which would be grounds for a reprimand by his superiors or given his past, a full-blown investigation – he implies that not all hero lives are equal.
Heroes are disposable.
Even talented ones like Sunggyu have expiration dates.
They’ll use him until he’s worn down, then replace his husk with a bright-eyed newbie.
“They also dislike me enough to wait until I lose a limb or two,” he adds. “So they’ll come, but let’s keep our arms to our sides. As the kids say these days: that’s the tea!”
He laughs at his own joke. It’s the warm, well-meaning laugh of someone who’s usually in good spirits: a light but solid sound, a smile that squashes his nose, and the habit of holding his sides until the joke runs its course.
“Doesn’t that make them sound so cold?” he says, still amused. “If the league thinks about me that way…well, then what about civilians? I can’t help but take matters into my own hands. Don’t you feel that way sometimes, Jaejoong?”
“They won’t.” he replies. he wants to stay positive, but at the same time, he cannot accept the fact that the legaue are full of people who would rather dispose of heroes and find new ones. “results were high for my team too, but it was a failure.”he adds. jaejoong hates how nonchalant his hyung is. maybe its all the years. he knows what sunggyu implies. not all heroes are equal.
heroes are disposable. like trash.
even those who have all the talents and skills can be thrown away. killed. destroyed.
it’s why he aimed to get out.
“ha! that’s funny.” he said, sarcasm veiling his voice. “they know you’ve reached your expiry date. they’re going to be here but only to collect your dead husk.” he says, matter of factly. He reaches into his cape and pulls out a cigarette.
he lights it up. sunggyu’s jokes don’t amuse him anymore. at one point, they did. but now, he jsut finds them dull. “so 90s.” he states.
he takes a drag and stares at sunggyu. the statement that sunggyu offfers him about taking matters into own hands at times is a riiculous notion. he blows out the smoke and smirks, revealing his darker side. “no. I don’t see it the way you do.” he says. “the legaue is full of a bunch of goody two shoes who care about results while trying to save everyone that they possibly could. but death is imminent for everyone. one life saved, another must be taken. people will still die. civillians will still die. heroes will die. everyone will die and the world will burn....and the league, with all the goody two shoes who work there,will burn as well.” he says, staring outside. he then turns towards sunggyu. “...and I, hyung, will watch it all burn.”
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