"I don't know what you are trying to say."

 

"You know full well, don't lie."

 

"I have brought him back."

 

Crack.

 

The glassy tabletop has had its surface maimed with tiny, jarring cracks, visible to the human eye, by the impact of Lee Soo Man's brutal hand slam on it. Lee Soo Man glared at Yang Hyun Sik angrily. 

 

"Do not try me, Hyun Si-"

 

Yang Hyun Sik lazily threw an envelope onto the coffee table. "20years, have I waited for the chance. He has grown and I have found him. He will find out what happened 20years ago."

 

Lee Soo Man stared hard into the thin air. His lips had formed into a thin line, leaving a tight crease between them. The level of tension between both men was escalating exponentially. 

 

Yang smiled, then said.

 

"I'll leave you to do what is necessary. But remember, the present is shaped by the past. 

 

We are all dictated by our pasts. Make your decision wisely."

 

Upon finishing, he stood up and ambled slowly to the door. He had sauntered slowly towards the door purposely, to emphasise his presence in the room.

 

Lee whispered slowly.

 

"I'll do it."

 

"Click."

 

"Slam"

 

Yang left the door closed, in the manner he had always done so.

 

What a goodbye.

 

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