Yoomi's Revenge

-Yoomi P.O.V.-
Looks like i have to be a boy 24/7 with no privacy.
Since I wasn't really sleepy anyways I went to look around and see what I could find. The reason I came here dressed as a boy was the get revenge and the full story on my parents death. L won't tell me the full story and I think there is something important he hasn't told me.
It won't surprize me if L figures out where I am any minute but there is nothing he can do about it now. If he comes he will start something and if I'm discovered I will be in trouble plus there's no way I'm going without a fight, even if he was the one who raised me.
As I walk along the hallways I run my hand along the walls to search for any hidden rooms and about thirty minutes later i finally find one. I walk in and make sure no one else is in there so I don't get caught.
Right in the middle of the room was a large computer with smaller ones around them. I walked up to the largest one and started hacking into it but it was locked very well. I got up and started looking around the room.
There were a lot of pictures that looked like they were once hung in a living room but were stored here years ago. I started to look through them and most of them were picture of a baby girl. While looking at the picture I felt like I had seen them before and I guess I let my guard down for to long.
Someone came up from behind me and put there hand on the back of my neck a squezeed hard.
"How did you get down here and what were you doing?" An unfamliar voice said into my ear and i guess it was suppost to scare me.
There's actually someone scarey here, this will be fun.
-Hyunseung P.O.V.-
The new guy began to laugh as I held onto him and for a moment I became confused. Why is he laughing?
Suddenly he turned around to face me with a big smile and he was very.... pretty?
"Who are you?" He asked kind of excited. "You think you can scare me?"
"You would be better off if you were." I told him.
"Why?" He asked tilting his head confused.
"I'm not someone you wanna mess with." I told him getting angry.
"But its so fun messing with people." He said to me and put up a wimpy fighting stance.
What's wrong with this guy? I can clearly beat him to a pulp.
"Fine if that's what you want." I said and threw a punch.
His lip started bleeding and he smiled with bloodly teeth, somethings wrong with him.
Suddenly out of nowhere he threw a kick I never saw coming and I fell to my knees in pain.
"Oh get up and fight already." He said and I jumped on him.
We began to roll around throwing punchs at each other until we both were tired of no one winning.
"Where did you learn to fight?" I asked him as we laid on the floor catching our breaths.
"My.... father." He answered With a different tone then before.
"You act as if you are never in pain." I said and laughed a little.
"I was beaten until I was able to not show my pain." He said and I felt really bad for laughing.
"How did you survive? I mean your so little and young."
"I dont know. It was just a part of my training, ive been trained since i was three." He said and i started to understand why he was so messed up.
"Do you have any friends?" I asked.
"No im not.... i was not aloud to show emotion and only use my brain."
"Who has done this to you?" I said turning my head to look at him.
"Will you be my friend? I dont know how to be a friend back though." He said avoiding my question.
"I'll be your hyung." I told him and held my hand out and he looked at it for about a minute.
When he finally took my hand I became his first friend.

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