Founder? How was that possible? From the little, she could recall in conversations, she was sure that the one who founded Destiny was Sehun’s brother, and he was… “That’s… Not possible.” How could it be? There was no way. She never asked to go into detail, but she was sure…
“Destiny’s founder is…” Maybe it was somehow a mistake? She’s heard of that kind of thing before. Even still, it felt odd. All of this. She wasn’t sure if she should keep going, but he mentioned his surname. “… Yes, that’s his surname.” She spoke out of instinct, more than anything. Mai had no idea what to do, but she was surely going to call Sehun as soon as this conversation was over, for Destiny’s sake. because if this wasn’t who they claimed to be… Then they may in trouble. And she really didn’t want to trouble Seven any more than she already had so far…
“We are talking about Destiny, charity organization, right?” She felt the need to double-check that they were talking about the same group. But she had no idea how much further she should go with the information beyond that. She wondered if she was going to get knawed at for saying this much.
Ah... this all seemed no good. Perhaps, he shouldn’t have said anything and just kept quiet. There he already had told Miran, one of their sisters, to keep shut about it to Sehun. Now out of everyone he ran into someone who was apparently his friend.
To not understand him wrong - Yejun didn’t doubt about his brother being able to make friends. He had his soft sides. But years back then, he never really showed them to anyone. Yejun never had understood it. Whenever he hung out with his ‘friends’, he tended to be... different.
It did sound as if it really changed. But maybe he also just thought wrong? Was it nothing but some wish thinking of himself?
“ Yes, yes! The charity organization. The only ones I knew though, were Sehun and Mary. “, he claimed, his lips slightly parted in wonder. No, no, this was no good. It had doomed to him too late though.
He chewed on his bottom lip, with sky blue eyes traveling around. Seeming, to search something. Eventually, to run away, “ You see... I still have things to do though! Could you do me a favor and not tell him anything? I’m... I’m undercover! “, Yejun hated to lie. He wasn’t like Sehun, who could tell those without any trouble. But it was fine, as long as it wasn’t for any bad things, right?
“ Yup! Totally undercover! Like some CEO trying to get into his own company, to work there as normal worker! ...hold on, does that show even exist in South Korea? It does, right? I’m not embarrassing myself right now... right? “, he really wasn’t in this country for too long.