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piece of the game | yeo jeong

☆ word count: 3k+

☆ warning(s): angst, Jae Jun

☆ synopsis: While trying to reconstruct your friendship, Yeo Jeong drags you into dangerous territory.

☆ taglist: @daiyanomochi @frxjm @simpingforfiction

☆ an: I'll have to write a part three for this. Sorry, everyone!

The day you finally meet Yeo Jeong again, it is late in a rainy afternoon. He shows up to your job, waiting for you to finish before inviting you out to eat.

"How are things with..." It took you a second to remember her name. "Dong Eun, right?"

He nodded, his hair bouncing up and down from excitement.

"We're doing great. I'm actually helping her with something..." His voice trails off as he looks up, his eyes filled with something deeper, sad. His entire body freezes before resuming as if nothing had happened.

You lift your right eyebrow, suddenly more interested in Dong Eun than ever.

"You're helping her with...?"

He shakes his head, trying to shift the conversation forward. "Ignore that. It's nothing, just a small favor I'm doing for her."

His gaze lifts from his food, suddenly snapping to you. "Oh. About last time--" He suddenly gets up, his chair scraping the floor below his chair loudly.

"I'm very sorry!" He exclaims, bowing in a dramatic manner.

You look around, suddenly embarrassed as a few other customers turned at his loud voice. You stand up, slapping his arm playfully. "Hey, stop that. Stop. Sit down." He complies, his wide smile suddenly making you forget, momentarily, what he had done.

"Seriously," He says, voice low and serious. "I'm sorry for leaving like that last time."

"It's okay," You muttered, digging back into your food.

"So, what have you been up to lately? My mom told me you were leaving that job." You smile, pulling a business card from your bag. You set on the table, slowly pushing it toward him.

He picks it up, glancing it over before exclaiming. "No way!"

You him a look, a sign to lower his voice. "No way," He says, lower. "You're starting your own literary agency?"

You nodded. "It's not technically just mine. I have a coworker, he's much more experienced than me. We're both starting it. He already has a few projects lined up for us!" You let out, for once not measuring your voice.

"Wow. But you guys don't have an address listed?"

"That's the thing," You scratched your head thoughtfully. "We haven't been able to find a place we can afford right now. This area is so expensive."

"Oh, why don't you guys try Semyeong?" He suggested.

"Semyeong? The place where..."

"Yeah, that's where I started my practice. I know that the owner has space available right above my clinic. We can be like neighbors." He said, his eyes glittering at the ideas.

"Well, I'll let my coworker know. But I'm not entirely sure." You replied, not really a big fan of the idea.

"Do you want to go visit? If we leave right now." He glances at his watch. "We could get there in under and hour. It's late, but I'll still drive you back."

You're suddenly taken aback by his suggestion. "I'd have to have my coworker go with me."

He nods, understanding. "Alright. Let your coworker know. We can set a time whenever." He reassured you.

----

You visit Semyeong a few days later, the real estate agent being incredibly nice as she showed you around the property. Yeo Jeong was gone for the most of the interaction, going missing after a particularly tense call with someone, you suspected Dong Eun.

You and your partner agree that this is a good place. Although you're not entirely happy about having to see Yeo Jeong every day, and possibly his girlfriend as well, you knew that this was the best you could get at the moment.

The move didn't take long, Yeo Jeong helped you take most of your stuff to your new Semyeong apartment in one day.

"So, will I ever meet Dong Eun?" You interrupted suddenly as Yeo Jeong helped you hang your TV in the living room.

He paused, suddenly very wary of the situation. "Why?" He asked, setting down the drill he had been holding.

You are caught off guard by his reaction. The best friend you once knew completely changed with a dark look in his eyes.

"Well," You began. "If you made such a big move for her, I would assume she's a great person. Plus, you're my best friend. Why wouldn't I want to meet her?"

The dark look left his eyes, his face suddenly flicking to something lighter, joking as he continued his task. "Oh. Well, Dong Eun is usually busy. She's a teacher, you see. So it's hard even for me to meet her without going out of my way to do it."

You nodded, understanding. While he talked about how rarely he gets to see her, you can only nod and think about all the times you made yourself available to him. Every lunch, going out of your way to make sure he ate. Meanwhile time with Dong Eun was rare to him.

"You don't seem too close for a couple." You intercepted his nonstop talking.

"Ah... Yes. Well, Dong Eun has had some pressing issues lately. I can't blame her for having to neglect me."

But you could. You so desperately wanted to shake him back into reality. Grab his shoulders shake him back to normalcy. To the bright boy you once fell in love with. This man, this Yeo Jeong, wasn't the man you fell in love with. No, that man wouldn't be okay with neglect. He wouldn't take bare minimum. And you knew that. That's why it hurt you so much to see this side of him.

"Right..." You nodded.

"Actually," He pauses for a second, turning to look at you. His pause feels infinite as he surveys your face. "Nevermind."

"What is it?" You asked, curious on his thoughts. You knew that look. The look he made every time he wanted to ask you a favor. But he had backed down this time. He usually never backed down from asking for favors.

He shakes his head, but you insist. "Come on, we're friends. What do you need? What kind of favor is it?"

"How do you know I was going to ask you for a favor?"

You chuckle, rearranging the books on your shelf. "Yeo Jeong. I know you too well. That look," You imitate his face. He laughs, "That means you want to ask me for something. What is it?"

He shakes his head again. "It's nothing. Dong Eun..." He trails off, hesitant.

"What about her? Do you want me to talk to her?"

"No. No. Ignore that."

----

But you don't, and you continue to press him for answers for days to come. Then one day, he stomps into your office, frustrated. He is still in his scrubs, but his face is pure anger.

He surveys you with that same look you'd imitated. "I need a favor."

"See?" You imitate him again. "That's the look." But he doesnt laugh-- he's totally serious as he slides a business card towards you.

You look over it. "Golf? You know I'm terrible at sports."

He nods. "That's why I need you there tomorrow. Your membership," He slides a slim black card towards you. You take it, your name in gold foil lettering.

"You play golf now?" You ask, laughing. You stop when you realize he's totally serious. Too serious, more than you've ever seen him.

He shakes his head, "You do. You're starting tomorrow."

"Dong Eun?" You wonder. He doesn’t answer, but it's his silence that confirms it. This wasn't a favor for him. It was a favor for Dong Eun. You scoff.

"Okay. But I already know how you're going to pay this favor back." A flicker of something, maybe surprise, lights his eyes for a second before he nods.

"I want to meet her. Dong Eun." He is taken aback-- a physical jolt that says he didnt expect that.

He shakes his head. "Then..." You push both cards back. "I'm sorry, Yeo Jeong. But I'm turning down a favor for the first time."

He lets out a disappointed side, but you don't back down, crossing your arms over your chest. You pretend to move on, shuffling papers on your desk, pretending to read.

"Okay," He says finally. "But. Not yet, not now. She's busy. I'll let you know when," You give him a skeptical glance as he shoves the cards back into your space. "I promise," He presses after noticing your skepticism.

You nod, slipping the cards into your purse. "I'm going alone?" You guess. He nods.

"Preferably after work. He'll be there then."

"He?" But Yeo Jeong doesn't answer. He only continues.

"He'll find you. I'll make sure he does. I'll buy you the equipment. It'll be in your car by the time you leave tonight. All you need to do is show up and be yourself. You'll know who I'm talking about when you see him. Stay there as long as you can. Afterwards, call me."

"He?" You ask again. Yeo Jeong doesn't reply, he just turns and leaves without a goodbye.

----

As promised, golf equipment sits in your backseat that night. So many things, new. Some you don't even know the purpose for. Under them, an outfit. A red golf polo dress that is definitely shorter than it needs to be.

The following day, Yeo Jeong only nods at you in the morning-- a greeting. But doesn’t acknowledge you further.

The club is riddled with amenities. Too many to count. Pools, massages, beauty services, food courts. You stride in, unsure.

You spot him before he does. He seems like a celebrity, or a politician, greeting everyone by name. He exchanges pleasantries and joins conversations with an ease that you've never seen.

Then, he spots you staring. An unknowing look comes over his face, then a smirk. He saunters over like he already knows you. No, scratch that, like he already owns you.

His introduction is brief. Jeon Jae Jun, the owner of the club. You notice his eyes constantly travel over your dress, as if he's trying to figure something out.

"A gift," You inform him. He is confused.

"The dress. It was a gift." He smiles, intrigued.

"Ah. The dress, yes. I was just trying to place you, but I think this is my first time seeing you here."

"Yes. My friend recommended the place. Says it has the best greens in this country."

He nods, suddenly ready to pull you further into conversation.

"Yes, that would be correct. Your friend has very good taste. But, I'd like to thank them for recommending you. Can you tell me who it was?" He says, not a question. A demand. His face screams happy, but it doesn't reach his eyes. His eyes scream curiosity. The type of curiosity a dedicated student gives to a new, interesting subject.

You hesitate, not because he intimidated you, but because you wondered why this favor had been so important to Yeo Jeong. What this man in front of you, important, intriguing, had to do with Dong Eun.

"Moon Dong Eun." You stated simply.

And suddenly, you became the most interesting thing in the place to him. The shift was noticeable. You were no longer the interesting new puzzle he would take his time figuring out, piece by piece. You were a piece of the game he was determined to own.

He laughed, a hollow sound. Suddenly, he was giving you a personal tour. Telling you about VVIP services you would never have thought existed in a golf club. He was picking out dresses for you at the shop. Asking you personal questions.

You were in his office, a pile of purchases he had personally paid for in the seat beside you as he slipped a drink in front of you.

"Dong Eun. I haven't seen her in so long. When did you two meet?" He asked, leaning over his desk.

"College," You lied.

"Ah," His eyes scan over the room. He was feigning casualness, but the way his gaze followed yours, the way he spoke to you. He knew something you didn't. And you were curious what it was. Determined to find out.

"She went to college?" He wondered. You don't respond. Instead, you swirl the drink in front of you around.

"We were friends in high school." He continues, testing you. "But, she dropped out one day. I'm not sure why. Did she tell you?" His voice is level, but the way his gaze drops down to your dress and back up to your eyes makes you think he expects you to know something.

You shake your head.

"Really?" He asks, his voice dripping in curiosity.

"Really. She recommended the place, but never mentioned such a charming man was the owner."

He was hooked. Far beyond your possible ties to Dong Eun, your personality. So easy-going. So revealing. It pulled him in.

The phone call with Yeo Jeong lasted under a minute. "I think it's him. But, he didn't seem interested." You lie.

He lets out a sigh, something between desperation and relief. A few seconds of silence pass before he finally speaks. "Good. Thank you for the favor."

He hangs up before you can inquire on your meeting with Dong Eun.

----

Weeks pass, you continue to visit the golf club, Jae Jun can't help but want to get to know you better.

Between gifts and conversations in his office, you tried your best to extract as much information as you could from him about Dong Eun. Unfortunately, he was more reserved about his high school years than you imagined. Every time you brought the name up, or asked about high school, he would pivot or change the direction of the conversation.

It happened on a sunny Wednesday morning, when you were elbow-deep in work. The elevator chimed, but you were so focused that you didn't even notice until a coffee was placed in front of you.

Jae Jun was smiling down at you when you finally raised your head. "Good morning. I thought I should at least bring you some coffee since you mentioned you'd be working all day today."

You were shocked, confused at his presence. "How did you know I worked here?"

His smile turned smaller, genuine and warm. "You mentioned it a few days ago," He nodded towards the coffee cup. "Drink. You look exhausted."

"Thank you," You responded. You took a sip of coffee. Black, no sugar. You scrunched your face at the bitterness.

He gave you questioning look before it turned apologetic.

"Oh. Sorry. I must've mixed them up," He pushed another coffee for you, that he had been holding since he walked in.

You took a sip of the other coffee, and your face contoured into a smile. Exactly how you took it.

He smiled, taking the first cup and sipping.

"You really drink that stuff?" You ask, pointing at the incriminatingly bitter coffee he was sipping with glee.

He simply shrugged. "It matches my personality, don't you think?"

You take a moment to think about it. Jae Jun was dark and mysterious, and sometimes seemed to have a temper. But you'd never seen him be rude or do anything particularly dark or cruel.

So you shrug, "Sure. Maybe?" He chuckled at your response.

"May I?" He gestured to the seat across from you at the other side of your desk.

"Oh! Of course. I am so sorry. My brain has been lagging all day and the paperwork is just getting to me. Please, sit. Tell me, did you need anything in particular?" You added, you didn't want to seem rude, but you were actually really busy. Then, it hit you, "Oh, that's right! The membership fee was due yesterday! I am so sorry. I'll log in and pay right now." You moved to make the payment on your computer, but he stopped you.

"No. No need. I actually came here to ask you something. If you say yes, I can overlook the membership."

You tilted your head, giving him a questioning look.

"I wanted to ask you on a date. A real one. Not one where we sit in my office and drink coffee, or where I have to constantly be distracted by other patrons. I want a real date. Just me and you. What do you say?" He grinned, his relaxed posture telling you that he knew you were going to say yes.

And you did, because you didn't see anything wrong with it. Jae Jun was single, attractive, had been incredibly nice to you ever since you'd met. And well...why not? If Yeo Jeong could date someone why would you not be able to do the same.

"Alright, then. It's settled. Tomorrow night. I'll pick you up. Wear something nice."

You nodded, already looking forward to it as Jae Jun walked out of your office with a final wink.

Yeo Jeong's footsteps rang heavy as he walked into your office, his gaze turning into a hateful glare as he finally noticed Jae Jun walking out. They didn't engage in conversation. But you could tell from their body language that they hated each other.

Yeo Jeong slammed the door to your office closed, rushing over to your desk. He set both of his palms on the edge of your desk, leaning over it. "What was he doing here? You told me he wasn't interested. So why was he in your office?"

You scanned his face, searching for any sign that he was jealous. Any sliver of hope that he might actually feel something for you. You found nothing but worry and something that looked almost like terror.

"He asked me out to dinner. Why?" You asked simply, going back to your work like nothing had happened.

"Why?" He sounded incredulous. "What do you mean why? Don't you--" He stopped, his eyes flickering with something that looked like an apology before he shook his head. "Just. Don't speak to him again. Don't get close to him. Trust me, okay? Just trust me."

You stood up from your desk chair, offended. "Who do you think you are to demand that from me? As far as I know, we're only friends. Nothing else. Don't you have your own relationship to worry about?" You demanded.

He let out a soft gasp. "Look. Look, okay? It's not about that. And it's not about me trying to hurt you. You just don't want to be around a guy like him."

You scoffed, "You're the reason I'm around him!"

"I know! I know! And I'm sorry, okay? But I just need you to promise me you won't meet him." He pleaded.

This only sparked your interest further. What was so bad about Jae Jun that your best friend was practically begging you to not speak to him? You promised Yeo Jeong that you wouldn't meet with him, but you couldn't help it.

Eventually, the first fancy dinner date turned into two, and three, and four. And soon, you weren't sure why you even kept suspecting him of anything.

Until the day she walked into your office.

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Park yeonjin from my eyes..

Park yeonjin is a fictional character from the Netflix series “The glory”. In the story she’s the “main bully” of the 5 people bullying group.

Park yeonjin is narcissistic, psychotic. Manipulative etc…she’s amazing such a well written character. But it confuses me a little she’s really smart she could’ve ended moon dong eun in so many ways..but her fate was going to be bad..she’s in prison for murdering son Myeng o and yoon so hee. Jun ..her mom went to jail too for murder..

One thing did I really admire about yeonjin is her beauty, style..her outfits were so nice. Like always the bully does good in life and doesn’t suffer from the things they did I don’t believe karma neither atleast on myself..anyway she got destroyed by Moon dong eun.

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She a cutie

Is yeonjin tuff?

Fuh yeah

No tf

Idk

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