“Haven’t you checked?” Wondering if the guy even owned a social media account, he certainly had not been linked on hers, otherwise he may had seen the mess that started to spread out, and while Fang kept it vague, it was more than obvious, that she tried to construct a certain dynamic, while not holding back with her tone in written form either. It was only a matter of time, these posts would catch the interest of people outside of her class and school. “Well, it will be a thing of the past.” As he deleted her posts and then her account, before her phone vanished in one of the pockets of his jacket.
Akira seemed mildly taken aback at the guy’s audacity, though turning his gaze towards Fang, who looked more than lost on the couch now, unsure how to deal with this entire situation. “Seems like you got someone very special here,-” He would have continued, if it were not for the phone suddenly pointing at him. “Sangwoo?!” Fang barely managed to voice, while her stepfather looked mildly irritated at first, but he adjusted fast to the sight of the camera, it was his favorite spot, where he knew that mistakes were no option as it could mean one’s instant demise in the public. “It’s more a honor to me than you, allowing me the close contact with our next generation, who will have to carry the future of this country with all its problems on their shoulders, something the elders should have taken care off since yesterday,…” All the while he spoke, he stepped closer. Akira sighed, before giving a small nod. Taking most of the view, his men would be barely seen as they sprinted forward, the wall offering no escape route whatsoever as Sangwoo was grabbed from each side and before he could possibly drop the phone, Akira had snatched out of his grip with his ever present smile. “Ah… hello.” No one there, just the normal camera app.
Sangwoo was forced onto the ground, his arms locked behind his back. “Sure would have surprised me, if someone like you seriously had some followers, the kid whose parents died a few years ago. A half unsolved case, but perhaps we could change that today, unless you still cling to your freedom,” Akira spoke while deleting the video, allowing himself a glance at his other photos, though nothing noteworthy. Perhaps a new one, as there was not a single picture of his parents. “You said you have no issue with taking care of her, it sure would spare me a lot of hassle, … or you can become the murderer of your parents & the one who tried to sexually assault my dear child. I don’t think you know who I am, but I will assure you, that there will be no one in this godforsaken country, who will help you, … not that this is new to you anyway.” Sangwoo’s phone was dropped right in front of him. An old article was opened, how quickly the case had been closed about his parents. Though it went beyond the incompetence of the police, but him holding a good chunk of them in his palm. “Don’t make me your enemy, unless you desire something worse than death.” Meanwhile Fang was beyond speechless, though it was not the first time for her, she had seen such side about him, but this here was a whole different matter, it was just her classmate?!
what could she have possibly written to get this man so on edge, & in fear of it spreading around? it sure sounded more severe than he’d expect. otherwise, why would he concern himself over some petty drama among young adults? it made him wonder—throw a glance at fang, who remained without saying anything. that bitch hadn’t shut her mouth before, but now, it was as if he was dealing with a mute. still, sangwoo did not let his irritation aimed at her show, as it was her stepfather who remained on focus. his ‘ speech ‘ gave him an idea of the kind of man he was dealing with ; alluding to being some candidate for something. otherwise, he’d not try to appeal to the youth. he had fallen for the bait, but even with a camera pointing towards him, it didn’t stop the other two brutes from getting in the way & restrain him.
his body became tense, eyes widening upon feeling them try to bound him to the ground, but sangwoo still fought back. even with his kind of strength, he was unable to do much with two guys of this size. from panicked at first, to infuriated—he did not hide his disdain for the man who dared to talk down to him, as he browsed through his phone. whatever he was trying to find, it wouldn’t be there. most of its content were things that anyone his age would have on their phone. his attempt at mocking him, made him raise his head & narrow his eyes at the man, before scoffing & meeting him with a smirk. “unlike you, i don’t need to try so hard to get followers. not that i care about such a shallow thing.” social media had rarely interested him, but he still had an account regardless, with a considerable amount of following, despite rarely posting on it. he wasn’t by any means, isolated, the way that this man wanted to make it sound.
sangwoo tried to lift his body despite the added weight, only managing to move a few centimetres before being knocked back to the ground ; earning a grunt. this was ridiculous. every word that came from this asshole’s mouth, only managed to piss him off even more. his anger in full display, with furrowed brows & gritted teeth. the image was akin to a wild animal being dealt with ; struggling against its captures, with the desire to bite back. “what the fuck do you want?” his voice came in-between groans, still moving every now & then to no avail. his stare momentarily shifted towards that bitch, who remained silent throughout the whole thing. all of this was her fault, so why was he being dragged into it? his stare set back on the man. “why is it on me if you can’t control your daughter? you’re her parent, not me.” it didn’t make any sense to him. just what did he expect him to do in this position? his threat, only managed to make his blood boil ; curling his fingers to the point that his knuckles turned white. hands still behind his back.
“what are you even campaigning for when you can’t even keep your daughter in check?”
