출처 : SEND A 🙌 AND I’LL INTRODUCE YOU TO AN NPC RELATED TO MY MUSE ! 물음 : YEO JUNYEON, ELDER BROTHER ( DECEASED ) & YEO LEEYEON, ELDER SISTER .지위 : ACCEPTING !
⸢ † ⸥ he couldn’t remember the last time he’d actually felt decent. everything seemed so programmed, so artificially designed that he’d become part of it : the lifeless landscape that surrounds him reflects the way he feels inside. exhaling with depth, the man rolls his shoulders with hope to relieve some of the tension, picking up his discarded shoes as he trudges thoughtlessly across the splintery wooden floor of the dormitory. the other soldiers were out and about, sociability the epithet of their experience - trading stories and laughter about their families, or the significant others waiting for them back home. he had no significant other. as far as he was aware, all of his family was dead. that is what he had been told by his commander, either way.
but something - some persistent force, had he actually felt alive, he might have recognized it as his heart - told him that they were still out there, living their lives in the world with greater ease than he. knowing leeyeon, she had probably found herself a wife or some purpose to dedicate to which all of her commanding energy and presence. sanyeon - that wildcard of a boy, he could only guess what his baby brother was up to - probably clipping roses, or making clothes. perhaps he felt himself smile with the thought of his siblings, living happily and well - maybe they had even managed to find each other after the escape, and fled past the southern border into the more liberated of the two korean countries. maybe he was suffering for a reason - so that they could be happy. and that almost made it more bearable.
before he could garner too much hope about seeing them again, his officer calls to him and he salutes - as postured as he could be with the one arm he had left. strict orders are given to meet with the others in the dining hall and stop snooping around - and the young soldier gives a barely audible sigh, but an obedient response. he didn’t want to lose his other arm.
⸢ † ⸥ ❛ i want this place swept from back to front, you understand that ? not one area untouched. ❜ the juniour investigators salute their leader and leeyeon exhales, returning the gesture. sliding her pen back into the pocket of her coat, she bypasses her juniours and makes to leave the crime scene. the smell of blood was so thick in the air that many chose to wear surgical masks to protect their sinuses, but not she - the wolf was too focused on her work to care about the side effects. though lately, she did have a minor cough that was starting to annoy her, but figuring it would go away with time, she hadn’t done anything about it. and truthfully, she felt fine.
a call of sajangnim reroutes her brain from its thoughts, and she turns on her heel to see another subordinate of hers, out of breath from running to catch up to her brisk steps. the detective raises her brow, waiting for him to gather himself before asking what had caused him to rush. though what she hears brings with its deliverance a world of frustration.
❛ what the hell do you mean gone ? ❜ she says lowly, sternly - letting him know that were this a joke, it was not funny. but every aspect of his demeanor communicates sincerity - someone had tampered with the evidence. the body was gone. angrily, she pivots and starts away, pulling her phone from her pocket to make a call to the department headquarters to inform them of this unwarranted incident. ❛ stay right here - make sure no one moves anything else. ❜ eager nods are given in response before she initiates another conversation, through the speaker of her phone. ❛ change in plans, the body is gone. ❜
looks like she’d have to cancel dinner with sanyeon, tonight.
