P.I.N.K.
Description
You are PINK. Oh wait, let me rephrase that. You are Private Investigator Nam Kyorin. Living with your uncle Ryung, you earn your pay by working both in a corner store and as a not so legal private investigator... but your clients don't need to know that.
As a normal highschool student, working at a normal corner store, your client list takes on a wider variety of people; even a couple of students at your school. But you prefer to keep that side of you a secret.
The number one rule your uncle taught you about being a private investigator is to know you customer before becoming their little helper. Uncle Ryung had that policy engraved into your and your seven other co-worker's heads. With a little textbook mindgaming, you almost always get the pretty easy clients to deal with... almost.
For year you've kept a decent client list... but what happens when a long lost childhood enemy walks through the shop doors and asks for a favor? Decline obviously! . . . Unless he goes to your school, completely changed, became so much less meaner and maaaaybe became a little cuter? He doesn't even remember you! Or... was this his sick way of getting revenge on you...?
Foreword
"Kyorin, hunny, I need you."
Your eyes grew wide after hearing your name being slurred in such a way and slowly turned around. The innocent looking boy locked arms with you and rested his head on yours. You heard some sort of whine before he draged you across the schools field.
"Kyoriiiiin-aaah, help meeee." he mumbled, gripping your arm tighter.
"What is it Luhan?"
"It's my Sehunnie~"
You rolled your eyes, expecting such a complaint. Luhan belonged to the small amount of students from your school who were on your list of regular clients. And although the regulars are rarely asking for you these days, more new students keep on being added. Which worries you... a lot. You try to hush him a little.
"What about Sehun oppa?"
He whined again. You almost feel like his mother with the amount of times he's clinged onto you everytime he needed something.
"He's hanging out with that playboy Jongin! And I want him back! Briiiing me back my SEHUUN!!!" suddenly the boy was shouting his boyfriend's name as he shook you. You almost tripped as you tried to decently walk to school. With Luhan of the edge of tears, calling for Sehun who sadly for you, was no where to be found, you shut his mouth before any more eyes were one you two.
"Luhan! You know I'll always try my best for you right..?"
He sniffled before nodding.
"Okay, so would you just.. sssshhhhhh!!! For like a couple of minutes?! We don't want the whole school watching us right..?"
"Yees..."
"Okay good. What's your budget?" you say quietly, looking straight ahead as if you hadn't said a thing.
The two of you calmly walked to a shaded part of the school's wall and Luhan searched his bag. You positioned your back to the passing students, so no one would catch the exchange. Like who wouldn't get curious if they saw one of the pretty boys at school hand a stack of bills to a normal school girl? Wait a stack of cash?
You look down at the thick stack of money Luhan had slapped into your hands and your eyes grew wide. Looking up at Luhan, the boy's face had worry written all over.
"Luhan... This is... waaaay too much!" you whisper.
"No, take it. I want my Sehunnie back and I'll pay anything to have him in my arms and away from that Jongin!"
You shook your head. This always happened with the customers from school since... nine out of ten of them are the richer students. And for as long as you've been doing this, you still get uncomfortable when they give you waay more than you actually need. But you couldn't complain right?
"Kyorin just keep the rest. Take it as a thank you gift, arasseo? Now go. Go get me my smexy Sehun so I could punish him for leaving me!" he said clapping his hands together as he pulled an evil smirk... which was more cute than scary. Then, he walked into school, leaving you with a stack of cash that you couldn't even close your fingers around.
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