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Chapter 8 Mistook Do-yun As A Kidnapper

  • Do-Yun woke up, hiccuped once immediately after stretched his hand over his head.
  • His eyes turned to the side where Ara was sleeping. He came out quickly and noticed she was not there.
  • Then he came back in, searched in the bathroom, looked under the bed, and also looked out of the window. But he couldn't locate her anywhere.
  • So he put his mask and cap on and came out of his room.
  • "Where are you going?" Dae-Seong's voice stopped him from opening the main door of their dorm.
  • "I-I-I," his lips were shaking to say a word as he turned towards Hyung.
  • Dae-Seong was still in that party suit, glimpsed into his rolling eyes, and asked, "Are you going to look for her?"
  • "No," Do-Yun said quickly and confidently.
  • "We have a concert tonight, don't forget," Do-Yun advised.
  • "I won't." Do-Yun smiled caringly at his worried expression and moved out.
  • He was walking along Ara's streetside. Meanwhile, he reached her bookstore. He was shocked to see the smashed glass door.
  • So, he took two steps forward carefully. But his head was beaten by sawdust before his feet touched the bookstore's inner floor.
  • He fainted as his hand reached in a second to touch his head.
  • Half an hour later, his consciousness heard the voices of two people talking to each other.
  • He slowly opened his eyes; his views were fuzzy. He couldn't figure out who was standing in front of him.
  • Between those,
  • "He's opening his eyes. Let's get prepared," an old-age voice gossiped.
  • "Get back, get back," another old, aging voice was heard in his ear.
  • He blinked more often, then brought his attention to his two eyes and saw two old couples standing in front of him with sawdust in their hands. His mask and hat are on the floor, like in an orphanage.
  • It was the couple who once treated Ara like a well-known person.
  • He waved his eyebrows, and he saw his hands, feet, and body tied with rope as he sits on a chair.
  • "Who are you?"
  • "Why do you guys tie me up with the chair?"
  • his startled voice sounded fearful.
  • That grandfather raised his voice quickly after seeing him ask questions continuously, "Where did you have our Ara?"
  • "Why did you kidnap her?" His wife nodded to each question while staring at Do-Yun.
  • "Who is Ara?" "I don't know her, and what are you talking about?"
  • "Kidnap?" he asked surprisingly.
  • His wife turned her face to her husband, doubting eyes gazing at him.
  • Her husband, with a stuttering expression, said confidently, "But I saw him breaking into her house," and looked at Do-Yun at the same time.
  • Do-Yun rolled his eyes like he was thinking and said, "Are they talking about that girl?" His mentality raised questions about the inner self.
  • "Uncle, I don't break her door."
  • "It's already becoming like that," he explained himself.
  • "I know, it was me," he said, his wife raised her eyebrows at him.
  • "He was about to sneak into her house," her husband said again, pointing him out.
  • "Tell me, where did you get our Ara?" He distracted his wife's doubt about that.
  • "I don't; we are friends," he said.
  • "Friends?" the grandfather weirdly asked.
  • His wife dropped her sawdust and asked her husband, "Did you check her house or not?" He turned to her and said, "I did it yesterday night."
  • "She's not there; all things of her are scattered on the ground like garbage."
  • "Bed is in a messy situation," he said confidently.
  • "Are you sure?" his wife asked after they had been seeing each other for a while.
  • "She was with me yesterday night," he replied to them without realizing he was there as their eyes looked at him quickly as a snake.
  • "Are you saying she spent her night with you?" Grandfather angrily toned, coming closer to him with that furious face.
  • His stupid conscience kicked his brain, and he stumbled and said, "No, no, I don't mean that."
  • "I mean, I met her in the restaurant yesterday," he said as the grandpa's angry face was a distance of one inch closer to him.
  • His wife wrinkled her eyes like she got something from looking at his scared face and said, "Just a sec."
  • "I think I saw him before somewhere."
  • She deeply immersed herself in her thoughts by staring at his face without even blinking.
  • So, her husband took a few steps away from him while Do-Yun is like, "What is going on here?"
  • "Ahhh," she voiced as he figured it out.
  • "He is Ara's idol, Do-Yun," she said.
  • "There is no chance she got kidnapped by him," she said, surprising her husband a little and looking at him without even blinking.
  • "Then, who did kidnap her?"
  • "How do we find her now?" her husband asked depressingly, lowering his shoulder while his wife was standing beside him.
  • Do-Yun thinks for a second while staring at the old couple. And he said, "How about we look at her house once again?"
  • His wife looked at her husband, blinking innocently.
  • "Let's go, but don't untie him until I come," he said, leaving the house.
  • In Ara's house, she woke up, walking straight to her bathroom.
  • She took four steps back from entering the restroom, slowly turning her head towards the house door.
  • "Oh, my god..." she worriedly voiced, moved to that door, and moaned to see that there was a big hole where the lock used to be.
  • Then, she rushed downstairs, and her pupils widened as her eyes saw towards the main door of the store that got broken and smashed and saw the glasses scattered on the floor when her feet came near the door with disappointment and worry.
  • At the time, grandfather came there,
  • "Ara, how did you come here?"
  • "Where did you go last night?" he asked, wondering.
  • "I was just...," she hesitated to explain herself, and pointing out the scattered glasses, she asked doubtfully, "Do you know anything about this, grandfather?"
  • He raised his eyebrows and rolled his eyes.
  • She gave attention to his wavering eyes and asked, "Seems like you know something about it."
  • "Did any thief come here?"
  • "No, we were calling you from our house, but we didn't receive any response from you, so I broke into your house thinking you could be threatened by a thief or murderer," he said, hanging back his eyes from looking into her eyes while she was listening to him carefully.
  • Her jaw dropped as soon as she heard him.
  • "How am I going to repair it?"
  • "I have no money even to buy groceries," she said, sounding disappointed and staring at the shattered glass of the door.
  • "We have a kidnapper who stalked your house," he confidently raised his head to her.
  • She wrinkled "What is he saying?"
  • "We have him. Come with me."
  • "He tried to break into your house," he said, holding her hand and pulling her along with him.
  • "What else is there to break?" she disappointedly asked, and she kept staring at the broken door while she was being pulled by her grandfather.
  • She stepped forward like a lazy, disappointed child when her grandfather was eagerly walking forward to show him to her.