I'll be your light

“I’m so sorry for your lost.” The man says as he puts a hand on Chanmin’s shoulder and leaves the funeral house. Everyone has left besides Chanmin. “Donghyuk my son.” He whispers to himself. He stands beside the open coffin and watches his son lie silently. Donghyuk was Chanmin’s whole life. He did everything he could to ensure his son had the best life he could have. Chanmin ran his own underground ‘company’. His company consists of kidnapped people which they conducted experiments on. Mainly experiments involving brainwashing and training to become assassins, warriors, ninjas and so on. It was to protect the highest people and leach money off them. Chanmin didn’t have enough time for his own son, and his wife had died because she walked out when she discovered what he did for a living. Chanmin only had his son. It is obvious that someone murdered his son. All of his friends were sprawled on the floor around him, unmoving, dead. Donghyuk himself had a gunshot wound in his forehead. “I will get revenge for you son.” Chanmin promises. “I’ll do whatever I can to avenge your death.”

After the funeral, Chanmin went to the building where Donghyuk was found dead. It was Donghyuk’s own building. He was the CEO of his own company, nothing could have made his father more proud. Chanmin went into the security room, he just hopes that he can get some footage on the murder scene. He watches the full hour. Watched and re-watched. Scanning every inch of the screen. After 4 hours of watching the same video footage, he prints off the faces of Melinda and Yukwon. “I will find them.” He mutters.

The next couple of days, Chanmin spends sitting on his couch, tipping his beer bottle up. “Donghyuk.” He whines over and over again. “How will I find them?” he calls to his empty house as if he was talking to someone. He stares at the faces he printed out three days ago; a young woman and a young man. “How will I find them?” he repeats. He sucks at his beer bottle and realises that it is empty. He sluggishly gets up and walks to the fridge to drink some more but he is out of alcohol. “I need to buy some more.” He says. He crashes back onto the couch and falls asleep.

He is refreshed and most of the blood is out of his blood. He is waiting in line in the shopping centre, two six packs of beer in his basket. The wait is so long that he scans the magazines displayed on a stand. He skims for the most interesting when something catches his eyes. The man from the video footage is on the front cover of one of the magazines. “Impossible!” he says out loud. Some mothers stare at him like he is a madman but he doesn’t care. He takes the magazine and puts it into his basket. “Mode Model” is the name of the magazine. “He is a model?” he mumbles to himself. “I’ve got you now.” He smiles evilly.

Fortunately for Chanmin, the name of the modelling company is printed in small letters at the bottom of the page; “Young Star Modelling.” The magazine he bought was all about the modelling life and promoting teenagers and young adults to model for certain companies. This young fellow goes by the name of Yukwon, according to this magazine. Chanmin couldn’t be bothered reading about Yukwon’s model life. Right now he is on his way to Young Star studios to find out more about Yukwon. He meets a woman named Kim Hyoyeon. Chanmin pretends to be Yukwon’s uncle who has lost his number. “I will give it to you.” Hyoyeon says politely.

Chanmin walks home with a triumphant grin on his face. He had successfully obtained Yukwon’s phone number. Now the next part of the plan. He was going to somehow tap into Yukwon’s phone and listen into every conversation, hoping that he could gather some information on where Yukwon lives or who the girl is. Chanmin suddenly realises that Yukwon is a BLOCK B member. “Shit.” He curses softly. ‘How am I meant to go up against a gang member?’ he thinks to himself. A light bulb turns on in his mind and his lips spread into a devilish smile. He knows how to get him, it will be hard, and it will take time.

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