Episode Four: Red Lights

Did that really happen yesterday? No way... I... I did it with the... Puppy-like Sun-yung...!

I sighed, trying to wave that thought out of my head, I sat down in my black-leathher chair, that I loved.

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It's been hours and I can't get it out of my head! What's wrong with me? No one thinks about their cherry being popped that much... Right?

And plus... He had like a third leg down there. I sighed and just kept jotting down the words on the paperwork.

Why is there so much paperwork?... Seriously... I have other things to do today! My father...the chairman... Ii absolutely hate him.

I put the pencil to my teeth and bit down, causing it to break. I groaned, as some pieces ended up in my mouth. Not only that, but I stood up, the chair rolling back to the window and making a little crack, I just got more annoyed and broke the whole window.

My breath was a bit heavy, I laughed crazily. My hand going to cover my mouth. I looked at the cracked window. Huh. Did I have that much pent-up anger?

I heard the door burst open, I turned around. It was Sun-Yung. I smirked. "Yes?" I asked, wiping the blood from my mouth. He looked panicked...but somehow...the worried expression looked faked.

I tilted my head. He strode over to me. I looked up at him, my mouth bleeding, from the multiple shards of broken pencil in my mouth. His expression darkened, a somehow, well-hidden sadistic gleam in his eyes.

I let a small gasp out as he grasped my chin with his whole hand, and tilted it up, making me look up at him.

"What happened?" He said, my eyes widened as I felt his grip tighten, my cheeks were a bit squished. "Oh... I just...fell..." I said as my eyes looked into his, he suddenly moved his hand from my chin, to both his arms wrapping around my waist and picking me up, in bridal style. Likewise, I blushed slightly.

"W-w-w-w-what are you doing!?" I grasped my hands onto his white dress shirt tightly, he was a good foot taller than me. He looked down at me and smirked. I was blushing, my breath a bit heavy. He sat down on my chair that broke the window, he set me on his lap.

My hands were on his shoulders, I looked down at him. "W-what are you doing?" He put a finger to my lips, and said, "Shhh..." I stayed quiet, my lips pursed back.

He grabbed a bottle of water, and put it to my mouth. "Drink it, your mouth must be dry after all that blood and pencil, no?" I hesitantly parted my lips and started drinking.

He had a gleam of...mischievousness in his eyes. I kept drinking until it was gone. He smiled and took the bottle from my hands and threw it in the trash. "Do you feel sick?" He smiled and started petting my head, I tilted my head. "N... No?" But that's when I felt my vision blur a bit.

"You should be feeling sick, no?" I looked at him, confused. "W... What's happening?" I said shakily. Swaying back and forth. My breathing labored.

"Oh, nothing..." He put a finger to my lips. My blinking got slower and slower, until... Blackness.

Blackness everywhere. Is this...Death?

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