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One day, Jaejoong picked you up from school.

You waved and ran over.

He smiled and pushed himself off his car.

You threw your arms around him and he spun you around.

Happiness was everywhere.

“~~~~-ah!” Nayoung called, “Our books!”

“I’ll be back. I have to get my book.” You signed.

“Kay. Give me your bag.” Jaejoong held out his hand. You gave it to him, blew him a kiss, and ran off. He smiled and opened the passenger door to put your bag in.

“Appa!” A snide voice called.

Jaejoong looked up.

Tiffany came running down the steps.

A man with thick sun glasses and a gray pinstripe suit came out of the car.

Jaejoong froze. His blood ran cold. Flashbacks of his mom zoomed inside his mind. It was him.

Jangsuk.

The guy who Jaejoong had been searching for his whole life.

He was right in front of him.

Jaejoong clenched his hand into a tight fist and his jaw grew taut.

“Tiff.” Jangsuk gruffly called. She rolled her eyes, “Did you have to pick me up yourself?” “I wanted to make sure you didn’t run away from your fiancé again. This is the last chance, Tiff. Or I take all the credit cards away.” Jangsuk growled. “Fine.” Tiffany pouted.

*Now!* Jaejoong’s brain screamed *Pull out your gun and take that er down! Who cares if you’