‘ CHAE WONHEON IS WRITING A PAPERBACK / wip Ha Ha
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HIS eYES TELL HE IS INNOCENT
CRIMINAL #0919 / CHAE WONHEON
"a university student who is majoring in engineering, he was born on december 01, 1994 in seoul and there isn't much information about his family." officer kim flipped through wonheon's profile, his eyelids were getting heavier. "hm, his current residence is an old apartment in seocho-gu. hah, pretty much fits for a drug dealer like him." he smirks.
"kim donghyuk, don't be like that." a girl spoke up, her slim fingers also flipped through the documents on the table. donghyuk didn't care, han hyeyeon had always been like that. no fun. "we have been tracking this guy and the others down, their customers aren't only in south korea but also in japan and china. that means he and the rest must be at least conversational in japanese and thai." donghyuk, the king of thinking. "he must know some english, too. also at the conversational level too, maybe? well, when we were catching them yesterday, i heard those big bears called wonheon honey and chaebrat. are those his nicknames?"
the girl put the documents on her hands down and was feeling interested in their conversation. "i think so. honey? i thought a gang member must had a better alias." she said mockingly, now she was no different from donghyuk. "i think it's because the "heon" part of his name and they call him "heonnie", somehow, it sounds similar to honey, right?" she looked over the guy who was nodding his head repeatedly. "amazing, hyeyeon. well, what about chaebrat? i bet they just want to or something."
"mm." hyeyeon nodded. "hey, i think he looks very handsome, is it just me or does he look like moon taeil of nct?" and that made donghyuk laughed. "yo, i'm not interested in k-pop but i think he looks like ikon's leader, b.i. i know that because my sister is a big fan of them."
hyeyeon rolled her eyes, she knew donghyuk was secretly a huge fan of boy groups. "gay." she and he wasn't amused at that. "alright, chae wonheon, 23 (korean age), an illegel drug dealer and murderer was caught on [ inserts an appropriate date bECAUSE i don't know when will the story start or anything like that so u can make it up to fit the timeline DDx ] and is going to have his death penalty in next month."
"a university student who is majoring in engineering, he was born on december 01, 1994 in seoul and there isn't much information about his family." officer kim flipped through wonheon's profile, his eyelids were getting heavier. "hm, his current residence is an old apartment in seocho-gu. hah, pretty much fits for a drug dealer like him." he smirks.
"kim donghyuk, don't be like that." a girl spoke up, her slim fingers also flipped through the documents on the table. donghyuk didn't care, han hyeyeon had always been like that. no fun. "we have been tracking this guy and the others down, their customers aren't only in south korea but also in japan and china. that means he and the rest must be at least conversational in japanese and thai." donghyuk, the king of thinking. "he must know some english, too. also at the conversational level too, maybe? well, when we were catching them yesterday, i heard those big bears called wonheon honey and chaebrat. are those his nicknames?"
the girl put the documents on her hands down and was feeling interested in their conversation. "i think so. honey? i thought a gang member must had a better alias." she said mockingly, now she was no different from donghyuk. "i think it's because the "heon" part of his name and they call him "heonnie", somehow, it sounds similar to honey, right?" she looked over the guy who was nodding his head repeatedly. "amazing, hyeyeon. well, what about chaebrat? i bet they just want to or something."
"mm." hyeyeon nodded. "hey, i think he looks very handsome, is it just me or does he look like moon taeil of nct?" and that made donghyuk laughed. "yo, i'm not interested in k-pop but i think he looks like ikon's leader, b.i. i know that because my sister is a big fan of them."
hyeyeon rolled her eyes, she knew donghyuk was secretly a huge fan of boy groups. "gay." she and he wasn't amused at that. "alright, chae wonheon, 23 (korean age), an illegel drug dealer and murderer was caught on [ inserts an appropriate date bECAUSE i don't know when will the story start or anything like that so u can make it up to fit the timeline DDx ] and is going to have his death penalty in next month."
HIS SAD FATE IS WRITTEN IN HIS PALMS
entry #1.
hello, my name is chae wonheon. many people call me heonnie but i don't have a problem with people calling me by whatever they want to. sometimes, i get called an idiot! [ he stopped writing, a dumb smile appeared on his face ] but the people who call me an idiot aren't bad even though when i was younger, my mother told me bad people would insult you but i realized that not all of them are bad.
[ wonheon took a deep breathe, yeah, he had nothing else to do and he just couldn't spend the rest of his "life" staring at the ceiling the whole time so he thought maybe writing a book could help him feel better. it would be full of good ones only because his life was a good one, full of happy memories. ] i was born into a middle-classed family. my mother whose name was park kangna, was a very kind and nice woman. my friends were jealous of me because she was not only beautiful but also great at cooking! whenever i brought lunch to school, the kids would rush over and complimented my mom. [ he smiled, a faint one. ] i had many beautiful memories about my mother. my father whose name was chae jaeyoon, wasn't someone who i wanted to become like. [ wonheon dropped the pen down, he felt uncomfortable just by thinking about his father. should he continue writing or cross out this line...? after biting his bottom lip, he then decided to tell his non-existent readers anyway. it wasn't like there would be someone who was able to read it, right? ]
while my mother worked as a chef at a restaurant, my father was jobless. he hung out with his bros and side chicks everyday, came home late and drunk and he would yell at both me and my mom. i was upset, of course, how could he treat us like that? but i was too afraid to protect my mother. the next day i came home from school, he was killed by some men. i was too young to stand up for something, did not know what to do besides crying. then i saw my mother standing there, giving the men some money and whispered something to them. they then took my father's body away and cleaned the blood. my mother noticed i was hiding behind the door so she approached me. "little wonheon, it's alright. daddy's very sick so the doctors will take him away for a very looong time."
but i wasn't stupid.
i knew she hired people to kill him. she must be sick of him. me, too. but i never expected that to happen. i was afraid of her all of suddenly and i played along. i remember my forced smile everytime i looked at her, haha...
one day, i said goodbye to her and went to school but she looked incredibly sad that day. she was still smiling but i noticed the difference she made. "byebye, baby." she let my hand go. i wish i would have hold her hand a little longer because in the afternoon when i came home, her hands were cold. i remember shaking her hands and calling for her name but it didn't wake her up. i didn't know back then but now i know, i know that she didn't have enough money to pay the people she hired so they killed her. a man heard me crying so he stopped by and found me, hugging my mother who was lying on a pool of blood. he told me to come with him, i refused. but he said he knew what happened and who killed my mother. if i want to live in a good environment and revenge for my mom then i must go with him.
and here we are.
entry #2.
the man is han sanghyuk. he's the leader of the gang i'm in. he is around 60 years old now. he saved my life, i owed him! he likes to yell and hit everyone but in a joking way. he can be very strict sometimes but overall, he's a very funny person. he introduced me to the gang, paid for my school, gave me a proper ( i think? ) that keeps me alive until now. it feels like he is my dad! and we are going to another world together soon.
my best friend is yong chanhyuk ( fc: seo youngho / johnny ), he's sanghyuk's cousin. he's 22 and unlike me who still goes to uni in my last year, chanhyuk only works as a drug dealer. chanhyuk has been helping and working with me ever since i got into this drug dealing thing, when i was 13? and he's a very playful, loud, humurous and stubborn guy. having him around is fun tho! we call him "johnny". he was the one who gave me the alias "honey". my days without him are boring and we like spending time doing boys things together. i don't know if he has escaped or not but... i'll miss him.
my other close friend is bae sanghoon ( fc: beast's doojoon ), he's 26 and is also a drug dealer. we often deal drugs from south korea to china together. he's quiet and reserved but is very sassy and has a very nice humour as well! he's full of surprises. sanghoon is two cells apart from me but he'll live. i miss him.
our gang is called "night owls" and we work at night, ofc! i know you might be afraid hearing the word "gang" because me, too, at first! i thought it would all about murdering and dealing bad things but... once i got in the gang, yeah, we do bad stuff but everyone here is friendly and has a strong bond. they like teasing each other and sometimes, it feel slike a high school classroom. most of people think gang members are scary and deserve to be punished, i'm not saying we are doing good things but what i want to show you is that... happiness lies everywhere and "night owls" are full of funny moments. i lived a great life experiencing both happiness and pain.... but! i honestly can't wait to tell you about it all. the little fun in everything.
hello, my name is chae wonheon. many people call me heonnie but i don't have a problem with people calling me by whatever they want to. sometimes, i get called an idiot! [ he stopped writing, a dumb smile appeared on his face ] but the people who call me an idiot aren't bad even though when i was younger, my mother told me bad people would insult you but i realized that not all of them are bad.
[ wonheon took a deep breathe, yeah, he had nothing else to do and he just couldn't spend the rest of his "life" staring at the ceiling the whole time so he thought maybe writing a book could help him feel better. it would be full of good ones only because his life was a good one, full of happy memories. ] i was born into a middle-classed family. my mother whose name was park kangna, was a very kind and nice woman. my friends were jealous of me because she was not only beautiful but also great at cooking! whenever i brought lunch to school, the kids would rush over and complimented my mom. [ he smiled, a faint one. ] i had many beautiful memories about my mother. my father whose name was chae jaeyoon, wasn't someone who i wanted to become like. [ wonheon dropped the pen down, he felt uncomfortable just by thinking about his father. should he continue writing or cross out this line...? after biting his bottom lip, he then decided to tell his non-existent readers anyway. it wasn't like there would be someone who was able to read it, right? ]
while my mother worked as a chef at a restaurant, my father was jobless. he hung out with his bros and side chicks everyday, came home late and drunk and he would yell at both me and my mom. i was upset, of course, how could he treat us like that? but i was too afraid to protect my mother. the next day i came home from school, he was killed by some men. i was too young to stand up for something, did not know what to do besides crying. then i saw my mother standing there, giving the men some money and whispered something to them. they then took my father's body away and cleaned the blood. my mother noticed i was hiding behind the door so she approached me. "little wonheon, it's alright. daddy's very sick so the doctors will take him away for a very looong time."
but i wasn't stupid.
i knew she hired people to kill him. she must be sick of him. me, too. but i never expected that to happen. i was afraid of her all of suddenly and i played along. i remember my forced smile everytime i looked at her, haha...
one day, i said goodbye to her and went to school but she looked incredibly sad that day. she was still smiling but i noticed the difference she made. "byebye, baby." she let my hand go. i wish i would have hold her hand a little longer because in the afternoon when i came home, her hands were cold. i remember shaking her hands and calling for her name but it didn't wake her up. i didn't know back then but now i know, i know that she didn't have enough money to pay the people she hired so they killed her. a man heard me crying so he stopped by and found me, hugging my mother who was lying on a pool of blood. he told me to come with him, i refused. but he said he knew what happened and who killed my mother. if i want to live in a good environment and revenge for my mom then i must go with him.
and here we are.
entry #2.
the man is han sanghyuk. he's the leader of the gang i'm in. he is around 60 years old now. he saved my life, i owed him! he likes to yell and hit everyone but in a joking way. he can be very strict sometimes but overall, he's a very funny person. he introduced me to the gang, paid for my school, gave me a proper ( i think? ) that keeps me alive until now. it feels like he is my dad! and we are going to another world together soon.
my best friend is yong chanhyuk ( fc: seo youngho / johnny ), he's sanghyuk's cousin. he's 22 and unlike me who still goes to uni in my last year, chanhyuk only works as a drug dealer. chanhyuk has been helping and working with me ever since i got into this drug dealing thing, when i was 13? and he's a very playful, loud, humurous and stubborn guy. having him around is fun tho! we call him "johnny". he was the one who gave me the alias "honey". my days without him are boring and we like spending time doing boys things together. i don't know if he has escaped or not but... i'll miss him.
my other close friend is bae sanghoon ( fc: beast's doojoon ), he's 26 and is also a drug dealer. we often deal drugs from south korea to china together. he's quiet and reserved but is very sassy and has a very nice humour as well! he's full of surprises. sanghoon is two cells apart from me but he'll live. i miss him.
our gang is called "night owls" and we work at night, ofc! i know you might be afraid hearing the word "gang" because me, too, at first! i thought it would all about murdering and dealing bad things but... once i got in the gang, yeah, we do bad stuff but everyone here is friendly and has a strong bond. they like teasing each other and sometimes, it feel slike a high school classroom. most of people think gang members are scary and deserve to be punished, i'm not saying we are doing good things but what i want to show you is that... happiness lies everywhere and "night owls" are full of funny moments. i lived a great life experiencing both happiness and pain.... but! i honestly can't wait to tell you about it all. the little fun in everything.
HIS SMILE SPEAKS FOR HIMSELF
positive. intelligent, approachable, forgiving,
neutral. shy,
negative. untalkative, insecure,
um, i feel like talking about myself in case anyone wants to know me even though i'm
HIS SAD FATE IS WRITTEN IN HIS PALMS
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