A Little Blackmail

"I am looking for a man named Kwon Jiyong. He looks a little like this. A few people around here told me that he lives in the neighborhood. Have you seen him?"

Damn.

Jiyong was hiding in the employee's room, keeping dead quiet. He leaned his head against the door, pressing his ears to listen to the conversation outside. He recognized the person's voice, but he was unable to remember the person's name. All he remembered was that the person asking for him was dangerous, and he should do everything in his hands to escape.

After the day at the zoo, Jiyong began to realize that people were staring at him. These people weren't the neighbors, either. They were complete strangers, either in a formal business suit or disguising themselves as casual people. However, the way they all stared at Jiyong made him know that he was being watched. Sometimes he'd hear cameras flashing, but when he turned to the sound, no one was there.

These were professionals, out to pull him from hiding. He knew that they were keeping an eye on him. It would be only a few days until Jiyong would figure out what was going on, and by the time he figured it out, it would be too late.

His thoughts went back to the person standing outside in the store. The only person in the store at this time was the manager. Jiyong was thinking of plans—excuses, actually—as he anxiously waited in the room. Surely the manager would reveal Jiyong's whereabouts to the stranger. All Jiyong did was pray that the manager wouldn't reveal any personal information regarding his employees.

A few more minutes, the manager entered the room. He looked up at Jiyong, whose face had paled drastically compared to before.

"What are you doing?" the manager asked, narrowing his eyes. "Get out of there and work!"

Jiyong pressed his lips. "Is the guy there?"

The manager frowned. "Who?"

"The person you were speaking to," Jiyong clarified. "Is he there?"

The manager shook his head. "No, boy. He isn't out there. He left. Why?"

Jiyong sighed in relief. "No, nothing. I'll be out right now."

The manager looked at him for a moment. Then, he gave him a brief nod and went out.

Jiyong took a deep breath, then looked at the clock. He peeked outside, confirming for himself that the man was not outside anymore. He took a step out, and watched the manager cover the windows with the blinds.

"It's still sunny outside," Jiyong said. "Why don't you keep it open?"

The manager glanced at him. "Too much sun is bad for us. I'll planning to use less of the air conditioner this year."

Jiyong smiled. "That sounds like an interesting choice, manager."

"I hope so," he muttered. "You seem to have a lot of fan boys, Jiyong. A guy out here was asking for you."

"What did you say?" Jiyong asked. He gulped.

"Oh, nothing much. I chased him out of the store. I don't want him to harm you or anything." He gave Jiyong a proud smile. "You're my best employee. I'd rather keep you safe than have you potentially get hurt."

Jiyong smiled. "Thank you, manager. Thank you…"

* * *

During lunch time, Jiho, Jieun, and Minah were behind the school, eating their lunch in silence. Their backs were against the wall as their minds zoned out and stared at the empty lush green hill in front of them. The three were waiting for the other three delinquents, who claimed that they were going to get bread or steal some from the other students. Everyone was too tired to lecture them; the heat was getting to them and they didn't want to move.

As Minah popped in a small sausage in her mouth, she glanced up at the sky.

"You know, I had a dream about you, Jieun," Minah said.

"M-Me?" Jieun stuttered.

"Yep. About you. I had a dream that you lost a tooth," she told her. "I looked it up in the internet, and apparently if someone dreams about losing a teeth, then it means death or illness."

Jiho whirled his head towards her. "Minah!"

"What? I'm just telling you what I saw on the internet," Minah muttered. "Then I had a dream that you put your teeth back in, so what does that mean? Maybe you're not going to die or fall ill."

"That's not something you should say to someone, though," Jiho said, scolding her. "You're going to scare Jieun."

Jieun smiled. "It's fine. That just means that I have to watch out, right?"

"It's only a dream," he retorted. "You don't have to worry about it. Minah's just acting crazy. She's a bit superstitious."

"I am not!" Minah protested, glaring at him. She reached over the snatch a sausage from his lunch. "Just for that, I'm going to eat this!"

Jiho dropped his jaws. "What the—Hey! That was my last one! Give it back!"

"Don't fight. Jiho, here. You can have mine," Jieun said, handing him her last sausage. Jiho immediately stopped and blushed. He muttered his thanks and nibbled on the sausage quietly, while Minah gritted her teeth and rolled her eyes.

The group remained silent for a few more minutes. They finished up their lunch, then waited a bit for the trio to come. When they realized that the three weren't planning to come, they got up on their feet and stretched for a bit before entering the school building. Just before they left, Jieun looked up at the sky.

"What do you guys think Jiho is doing?" Jieun suddenly asked.

The two, who were just about to step inside the building, stopped. They looked behind and watched Jieun gaze up at the endless blue. They walked over to her side and looked up, watching the white clouds float by.

"Working, I guess," Jiho mumbled. "What else?"

"I don't know. I kind of feel like things changed," Jieun said.

"Is it because Minah's here? I think that's why it feels like things changed," Jiho remarked. He earned a quick punch from Minah. "Ugh…That hurts!"

"Serves you right!" Minah exclaimed. She scoffed at him then looked at Jieun. "Anyway, what's about with this question about Jiyong? Who cares about what he's doing?"

"Mm…It's just that I had a dream about Jiyong a while ago." She closed her eyes as a cool breeze blew against her face. "Every time I went over to him, he'd step away." She looked down at her shoes. "When I stopped chasing after him, he stopped. Whatever was happening, he wouldn't come close to me. It was like he was keeping some sort of secret from me and didn't want me to know."

Minah rubbed her chin. "Hm… It could definitely mean something. I mean, Jiyong is a suspicious guy. What else do we know about him besides the fact that he lives in a run-down apartment and works at the store?"

"I don't like where this conversation is okay. You guys have to stop believing in your dreams. It's just a fragment of imagination," Jiho told them.

"You wouldn't know, but dreams can mean a lot of things!" Minah snapped.

Jieun kept quiet for a few minutes. "Guys, after school, can we go and see Jiyong?"

"I always see him," Minah said. "I work at the same with him—"

"But he leaves work early today," Jieun said. She noticed that Minah and Jiho were giving her strange stares. She blushed. "I kind of talked about him with the other three. They know a lot more about him than we do."

Minah let out a sigh. "Well, I don't really have anything to do. I don't have work today since Jiyong won't be here all day. The stupid manager only makes we work when Jiyong is around."

"Great!" Jieun exclaimed. She rushed over to Jiho's side and grabbed his hands. "Will you come, too?"

Jiho froze for a minute. His eyes looked down at his hands, which barely fit in her hands. His whole face turned red, along with his ears. He opened his mouth to give her an answer, but all he could do was nod silently with his mouth opened like a dumb fool in love. Jieun giggled and pumped her fist in the air.

"Yes! I'll meet you guys outside of class then, okay? After school today, okay?" Jieun said. She scurried inside the building, leaving Jiho and Minah all alone.

Minah stared at Jiho, who was still in the same position. She frowned, rolling her eyes. Raising her foot, she quickly stepped down on his foot, causing Jiho to snap out of his thoughts and gasp in pain. He shot her a cold glare.

"Do you seriously have to bring me pain every single time I'm happy?" Jiho snarled.

"Do you seriously have to be in 'lovey-dovey' mode at everything Jieun does to you?" Minah argued back. She stuck on her tongue. "Stupid Jiho!"

She ran inside, leaving Jiho completely dumbfounded at her childish behavior.

Geez, he thought, walking inside the school, and she makes it look like she likes me or something.

* * *

Ding-dong!

Jiyong made sure he was extra cautious whenever he moved around the house. The moment he had gotten home, his door had been ringing nonstop followed by loud knocks that tempted him to open the door. He was lucky that he was allowed to leave extra early. If the person in charge of the next shift didn't come, he was sure that he would have to talk to the strangers sooner or later.

"Mr. Kwon? Are you there? I'd like to speak to you for a moment," the stranger said outside.

Ha! I'm not getting out of here! You can't make me! Jiyong thought triumphantly. This is my house, and I have the rights to not to have you in here!

"The man's not opening the door. Are you sure you saw him go in there?" a deep voice asked, obviously frustrated.

"I'm sure he went inside. He's fooling around with us. Let's just go back in the car and wait until he comes out to buy milk or something," the second voice said.

"Grr… Fine, but I don't think he lives in this kind of place. It must be his friend's house!" the first voice declared. Jiyong waited for a few minutes, listening to the foot steps fade away. Once he was sure that they were gone, he looked over to the kitchen window and peeked outside.

As he had suspected, he saw a large black vehicle parked along the curb. A few neighbors stared at the shiny car with interest. It was a poor neighborhood, so it was odd to see something big and expensive parked nearby. Jiyong smirked, knowing that if the car was left long enough, someone would smash the windows and steal whatever they could find inside. Normally he hoped such a thing wouldn't happen, but them time, he did.

Still, he thought, stepping away from the window, I didn't think I'd get caught so easily. What a shame.

Ding-dong! Ding-dong! Di-Di-Ding-dong!"

Jiyong waited for a few minutes. He was alarmed to hear his doorbell ring several times. He didn't think that the people looking for him were that impatient. Deep inside, he was worrying about the electric bills.

Maybe I should have people knock at my door, Jiyong thought to himself.

"King Kwon!" three innocent voices shouted. "It's us and the three other brats!"

"Hey!" Jiyong heard Jiho growl at them. "Who was it that invited you to come with us?"

"Oh, right," Wonshik muttered. "It's us and one good guy and two other brats!"

"King Kwon, open the door! It's hot outside!" Changshik complained.

Jiyong hesitated. If he opened the door, there was a good chance that those strange people would barge into the house…

"Jiyong?" a sweet voice called him. Jiyong looked at the door. "Can you please open the door? Are you home?"

His hand subconsciously reached for the door knob and he swung the door open. Six children stared at him, delighted to know that he was home. However, Jiyong's eyes were only on Jieun, who smiled at his gaze.

"We're barging in!" Minah exclaimed. She pushed Jiyong aside and came inside the apartment as if it was her own house. The three delinquents followed her steps. Jiho, on the other hand, glared at Jiyong and pushed Jieun into the house, hoping that the older man would stop staring at his crush.

Jiyong took a look outside. He saw the doors to the car open, and two men came out. They looked up, noticing that Jiyong had opened the door, but before they got a good look of his face, Jiyong went inside and shut the door behind him.

He scratched his head and stared at the six, who comfortably sat down on the floor. "Why are you guys here?"

"To visit you, duh," Minah answered. "Do you have any snacks for us to eat?"

"No, I don't," Jiyong replied, searching the empty cabinets. He checked the fridge and found a carton of orange juice. "I got juice, if you guys want it."

"I'm not thirsty," Jiho simply told him. "Give it to the rest."

"I'm not thirsty, either. I just wanted something to nibble on," Minah added.

Jiyong nodded his head and poured some juice in four small cups. As he was pouring the juice, he heard the door bell ring again. He sharply turned his head towards the door and glared at it. The six, noticing that Jiyong seemed very tense, decided not to get the door for him and patiently watched his next moves.

"Mr. Kwon, are you in there? We'd like to talk to you," the same voice said.

Silence filled the air. They waited as Jiyong casually poured the remaining orange juice into the last cup. He walked over to the teenagers, handing each of them a cup of juice. The four took it and drank it in silence.

"Are you not getting the door?" Minah whispered. Jiyong shook his head, but groaned when he heard them knock on the door.

"Damn it, Jiyong! I know you're in there! Show yourself!" the second voice shouted, kicking the door.

"Sir, sir! You'll have to pay for property damage if you keep doing this!"

"I'll do it! I'll pay for this stupid door! Heck, let's break it down right now. I want to buy this entire apartment right now—immediately!"

"But sir, that'll take a lot of paperworks…"

"So? I'm the CEO of Max Fashion Brand. I bet whoever owns my place wears my brand!" the man boasted.

Max Fashion Brand… Jiyong closed his eyes for a moment. I am so sure that I've heard that place before…

"Max Fashion Brand? What's a guy like that doing around this place?" Minah muttered.

"What's that?" Jieun asked curiously.

Minah widened her eyes. "You don't know? Max Fashion Brand is one of the top fashion brands in the world! That company is really popular for their accessories and shoes. Don't buy clothes there, though. I heard that it's just a rip-off." She sighed. "Recently, that place is under the heat. There's rumors going around that the company used blackmail to enforce bribery or something like that."

"Blackmail?" Jiyong repeated.

"Yep. If they don't get what they want passively, they'll get it aggressively with blackmail," Minah stated. "Of course, that's just rumors. That—"

Jiyong quickly dashed to the door. He jerked the door open, his eyes wide as he saw two familiar men standing in front of the door. The two men stared at him, surprised, but the taller man smirked and gave Jiyong a haughty grin.

"So you finally decide to open the door on us, huh—"

"Are you Shim Changmin, Mr. Shim's bratty son?" Jiyong quickly asked.

Changmin frowned. "Wha— Bratty? How dare you! I am the CEO of—"

"And who are you?" Jiyong raised his eyebrows at the shorter man. "You look familiar…"

"It's me, Kyuhyun! Cho Kyuhyun!" Kyuhyun exclaimed. He smiled and extended his hand. "We had the same major in the first year of college."

Jiyong's eyes widened. "Oh! Good to see you, Kyuhyun! How've you been doing?"

"Great! Actually, using the connections you gave me before you left, I was able to become Changmin's assistant." He let out a chuckle. "You see, when those three boys told us about you at the zoo, we couldn't believe our years. We thought you were missing!"

"Three boys…?" Jiyong turned around, and saw the delinquents stare at him with a petrified expression. Oh, so that's what happened. That's why I was caught.

"But now, we found you," Changmin said, grinning. "Do you have anything you'd like to ask us?"

"Yeah. Who else knows about me?" Jiyong asked. He lowered his head, but his eyes were on the two. "Did you tell me parents? Any of my friends?" He bit his bottom lip. "Does she know?"

She? The teenagers glanced each other. Why was this particular female referred as "she"?

Changmin smirked. "Well, isn't that a beautiful question? Fortunately for you, no one knows."

"Then that means you want something from me personally," Jiyong muttered. "What do you want, Changmin?"

"I want my other company back," he quickly declared. "You know, the oil company? The contract stated that you guys get 80% of the business, while only 5% goes to us. 15% goes to some other little company, right? Well, I want 100% ownership of it again."

Jiyong smirked. "That's not happening. You know how hard it was to clear that company's name? My father had to pass it down to me so that I could finish the job."

"I know. I did some stuff, so now I want it back," Changmin said.

"I can't give it to you," Jiyong firmly stated.

"Why not?" Changmin asked, stomping his foot against the ground. "Let me tell you right now, I am the CEO of—"

"Look around you, Changmin. Guess where I am?" He knocked on the door. "I'm in my own house, living my own way. That company isn't mine anymore. If I'm correct, it's handed down to my friend, right? Go talk to him if you want it back."

As soon as Jiyong was about to close the door, Changmin stopped him by putting his feet against the door. Jiyong frowned, then tried to close the door again until Changmin tried to shove his way inside the narrow opening.

"Hold up, hold up, hold up!" Changmin exclaimed, trying to push the door open.

Jiyong glared at him. "Get out, Changmin! I have nothing to do with that place anymore!"

"No, no! I just found out your weakness, and I intend to use it!"

"Go find his weakness, not mine!"

"If you don't help me then I'll tell everybody about where you are!" Changmin boldly declared. Jiyong stopped closing the door. He kept glaring at the taller man.

"You wouldn't," Jiyong hissed.

"Oh, but I would," Changmin said, giving him a devilish grin.

"Why don't you go and blackmail my father?" Jiyong asked. "If you told him you knew where I was, he'd definitely give in."

Kyuhyun helped Changmin push the door open. "You see, we were going to do that, but where was the evidence? Even if we took pictures of you, your father would be able to track you down just by having professionals look at them."

"Besides, your father kicked us out of the company. We're blacklisted," Changmin said, fixing his clothes.

"Honestly, everyone is blacklisted from entering the company. Your parents were very moody when they figured out that you were missing," Kyuhyun added.

Jiyong sighed. "Then what do you want me to do? I have no money. Didn't you do some background check on me? I saw a couple of your guys wandering around the neighborhood. One tried to find me at where I work."

"We just want to talk," Kyuhyun said. He peeked inside, noticing how tense the kids were. "Actually, we want to talk in private."

"I'm not going back there," Jiyong said. He briefly looked away. "At least, not yet."

The kids widened their eyes. Jiyong had the intentions of leaving them?

"Bah!" Changmin cried out. "But you have to come back! It's for the sake of my company!"

"Look, I have guests right now," Jiyong said, pointing to the kids. "Do you mind if we talk tomorrow at two in the afternoon? That's my break time."

"How long is your break?" Kyuhyun asked, gently pushing Changmin to the side.

"Fifteen minutes for the two o'clock one."

"When do you end work? Fifteen minutes seems too short"

"One in the morning," Jiyong answered.

Changmin blinked his eyes. "One in the morning? What do you even do?"

"Guess you haven't done any background check on me," Jiyong muttered.

"Do you perhaps have at least an hour of free time anywhere?" Kyuhyun questioned him. He took out his schedule book and a pen. "Changmin has a few meetings to attend this week. Since tomorrow doesn't seem to be the best time for us, do you mind meeting up on Sunday at 6:30 P.M.? We can have dinner together at that one Japanese restaurant."

Jiyong glanced at Changmin in amusement. "You found a good assistant." He turned to Kyuhyun. "Sunday should do. I'll talk to my manager—"

" Wait," Changmin said. "You have a manager? A manager? " He started laughing. "How low did you go? I shouldn't even be talking to you!" He stopped laughing and growled. "Well, you're a special case."

Kyuhyun sighed. "Look, is it okay to just talk today? I don't want to deal with this during the entire week."

Jiyong glanced back at the kids. They were done with their drinks and were patiently waiting for him to return. He looked at Jieun in particular, who stared at him with eyes hoping that he wouldn't tell them to get out. He looked away and sighed.

"Fine. Just stay outside for a minute," Jiyong said. He closed the door behind them and looked at the six. They kept quiet, waiting for him to say something.

Kyungsoo cleared his throat. "What's going on, King Kwon?"

"Yeah, what's up? King Kwon, you're not going to kick us out, right?" Wonshik asked.

"I'm sorry guys," Jiyong mumbled. "Can you guys leave for today? I have some important guests waiting for me outside."

Changshik got up. "King Kwon! You can't do this to us! Should we beat them up for you, King Kwon?"

"No," he told them, shaking his head. "I just want you to leave for now."

The three were about to protest some more until Jiho got up. He grabbed his belonging and walked past Jiyong, brushing his shoulder against him. Slipping on his shoes, he slowly waited for the rest to follow. Minah got up, grabbing her bag and dragged her feet across the floor. When the three delinquents got the hint, they grumbled and walked over to the door, grabbing their shoes and wearing them as they were instructed to do.

Jiyong hung his head low and opened the door for them. "Sorry guys. Maybe next time."

"Whatever. I didn't want to come here, anyway," Jiho retorted. He shot a menacing look to the two other adults. "Take as long as you like!"

"I'll bring some snacks next time," Minah said before she left. The three delinquents bowed to Jiyong respectfully, then followed her foot steps.

Jiyong slowly turned around and saw Jieun standing behind him with her shoes on. She curiously looked at Changmin and Kyuhyun, who were giving her a fake smile. She could tell that they wanted to her leave as soon as possible. She turned to Jiyong and sulked a bit.

"You're not going anywhere, right?" she asked softly.

He didn't reply to her question. Instead, he gave her a small smile and gently pushed her out the door.

"Let's have a small party next time we gather, okay?" Jiyong suggested. The moment Jieun stepped outside, Jiyong lunged forward and pulled Changmin and Kyuhyun inside.

She stared at the closed door for a few minutes, then sighed. She walked down the stairs, meeting up with the other five.

"What the hell is up with those guys?" Wonshik asked frustratedly. "What, do they think that King Kwon is some kind of joke? Especially that one tall guy! He's such a baby!"

"I can't believe they were planning to threaten King Kwon!" Kyungsoo agreed. "I hope they die!"

"Guys, don't you think that at this rate, they might take King Kwon away from us?" Changshik suggested.

Jieun quickly looked up with wide eyes. "They can't!"

Jiho looked at her, surprised. Minah studied them silently. Jieun quickly shook her head and stared at the ground, her fingers tapping on her bottom lip.

"You don't think that he'll leave us, right?" she asked nervously.

Jiho couldn't help but look at her with pained expression. He knew that Jiyong meant something to Jieun, but he didn't think that the older man meant that much to Jieun. The way she paled and looked at everybody with an anxious look made him feel sick inside. If Jiyong was that close to Jieun, then Jiho should do something about it…

He quickly dived in and reached for Jieun's hand. Everyone stared at him with an alarmed look, but Jiho (who was suddenly getting embarrassed in the inside) kept an assuring smile. He gave Jieun a tight squeeze and swung their hands back and forth.

"It's okay," Jiho said. "If it's Jiyong, he wouldn't leave us."

"Didn't you hear them?" Minah suddenly said. "They were talking about companies related to Max Fashion Brand. I don't know about you guys, but any company related to Max Fashion Brand is big. Idols go there just to get sponsors, and you got a 5% chance to get their sponsorship. That's how hard it is to do anything with that company. That company usually has idols sucking up to them and buying their clothes to show how much they love that fashion brand. Then the brand gets to look at them and give them the sponsorship."

"So you're saying that Jiyong is going to be taken away?" Jieun asked. She pulled away from Jiho's grip, causing him much disappointment.

"I didn't say that, but I'm saying that if he is leaving, then there's a big chance that he will," Minah said. She looked a particular street and pointed there. "I got to go this way. There's a bus station over there."

Jiho looked at her. "You're leaving already?"

"Yeah. You two come later. Jieun, don't be late," Minah said.

"Wait," Kyungsoo said. Minah turned to him. "So you're saying that there'a really good chance that King Kwon is leaving us, right?"

"That's what I said," Minah replied, nodding her head.

"Anyway ideas on how to block that?" Changshik asked curiously.

Minah laughed. "Nope! Rumors say that Max Fashion Brand is really good at blackmailing, but no one really found any evidence of that, yet. Chances are, if you're involved with that company, you're blackmailed or you're going to get blackmailed."

"How do you know all of this?" Wonshik inquired.

"I did a lot of research on ido—" Minah stopped. She turned red and bit her lip. "I-It's just something that I looked at a bit."

The three delinquents glanced at each other. Then, they gave each other a quick nod. Jiho, who noticed their mischievous grins, glared at them.

"I know that face. You guys are planning something," Jiho said.

"It's not much," the three said in unison. "We're just going to live up to our title… delinquents."

* * *

The next day, Jiyong found himself at work. He let out a heavy sigh. The conversation he had with Changmin and Kyuhyun had drained him. They were trying to bribe him and blackmail him to go back, but Jiyong remained unfazed. He was lucky enough to kick them out of his house. Changmin had caused some ruckus when he kept failing to convince Jiyong, eventually leading the neighbors to politely ask Jiyong to kick out his friends. Of course, Changmin tried to protest some more, but their car was about to get smashed, as Jiyong had hoped earlier in the day.

"Jiyong?"

A sweet voice had awakened him from his thoughts. He was surprised to see Jieun standing in front of him, glancing at him bashfully. He rubbed his eyes, almost thinking that he was dreaming. When he blinked his eyes once more, he noticed Jiho glaring at him from behind her while Minah rolled her eyes in disgust.

"So now you respond?" Minah murmured. "I tried calling you multiple times out the day. Congratulations, Jieun. You got the magic powers in you to snap Jiyong out of his old man thoughts."

Jieun flushed her cheeks. "I-I don't have such a thing…"

"Sorry," Jiyong mumbled. "A lot of things happened last night."

"Yeah. Well, while at work, please try working," Minah scolded him. "I've been taking more customers than I usually take. That's not a good sign for me, Jiyong."

"Things are just a bit unusual for me." He glanced at the three delinquents, who were roughly beaten up. Bandages stuck themselves on their faces and arms, while the teens showed their bruises as if it was a sign of pride. They were quietly doing their homework, which was something Jiyong never saw until today. "Are those guys okay?"

Jiho turned and narrowed his eyes at the delinquents. "Honestly, I don't know. They're very suspicious. I tried to contact them last night, but they never answered."

"Oh, come on. Those three? You're really worried about them?" Minah asked. "They're fine. They know what they're doing. They're pretty dumb, if you ask me. They're harmless!"

Their conversation ended when they saw two people enter the store. Changmin looked greatly frustrated, while Kyuhyun uncomfortably followed behind. He looked at the store, skimming it.

"A convenience store, huh," Changmin muttered. "How low of you, Jiyong…"

Changmin nervously glanced at the three delinquents. They gave him a tight expression while Changmin clenched his teeth and gulped. He turned to Jiyong, who innocently stared back.

"If I had known that you hired kids as agents, then I would've came more prepared!" Changmin exclaimed. "Forget about what we talked about yesterday. The deal's off! I don't want that stupid oil company. You don't have to go back, either."

He motioned Kyuhyun to open the door for him, to which he did once slipping on the gloves. The two left the room, with Kyuhyun emphasizing Changmin's bitter disappointment with a loud slam on the door.

Jiyong scratched his head and glanced at the kids. "Did you guys do something?"

Jiho, Minah, and Jieun shook their heads. Jiyong looked at the other three, who gave him a smile and shrugged their shoulders.

"They're just jealous of you, King Kwon," Wonshik said.

"Yep. We saw it coming, though. Who wouldn't be jealous of King Kwon?" Changshik added.

"All hail King Kwon!" Kyungsoo cheered. The boys resumed with their cheering, making Jiyong sigh with a small smile on his face.

"Well, since the drama ended, I say let's have a small party. I'm going on my break in a bit. Do you guys mind if I buy some black bean noodle for us? We can eat in the employee's room. The manager won't mind as long as you clean up your mess," Jiyong asked them.

"Oh, here!" Jieun exclaimed, reaching down her pocket. "Let me help pay…"

"No, let him treat us, Jieun," Jiho said, preventing her from getting her wallet. He gave a small look at Jiyong. "That sounds is good. Just don't get it from a bad restaurant."

Jiyong laughed and opened the door. "Alright. Stay tight, okay? Make sure you guys don't do anything that will disturb the customers."

He left the store from the back, leaving Minah to look after the store. Once the group was sure that Jiyong was gone, Jiho turned to his friends and glared at them.

"Okay, one of you speak up," he suddenly said. "What did you guys do, and how bad was it?"

Minah blinked her eyes. "What are you talking about, Jiho? What could we possible do?"

"Not you, Minah. I was talking about these three," Jiho said, gesturing his chin towards Wonshik, Changshik, and Kyungsoo. "You guys did something. I want to know what."

"We did nothing, Jiho," Wonshik assured him. "We're giving up our bad ways for King Kwon's sake."

"Yeah!" Kyungsoo quickly agreed. "I can't believe you're accusing us of such a thing!"

"All hail King Kwon!" Changshik cheered again, earning the two boys' complete attention.

Besides, it was just a little bit of blackmail, the three delinquents thought silently.

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