It was after the goodbye stage that one of the coordinators snapped, she wanted nothing but to clamp Sehun’s head and let it to burst open.

“He’s one cocky e, I tell you. If he wasn’t a cute little prick I would have clamped his head and let his brain ooze out” the coordinator grumbles to herself as she takes the stack of clothes back in the clothe rack. A loud chuckle came after her small sentiment. As she turns around you could clearly see her blood draining off of her faced, “No need to fret. I understand you very much, more that you can imagine” Lee Soman as in SM Entertainment’s CEO offered sitting on the vacant stool inside the small clothe room. “And to calm your raging nerves you aren’t the only person feeling like this” he snapped his fingers and a small group of employee came inside the room.

“See, these people here are on a plot to give EXO’s maknae a lesson he’ll never forget, to make this happen we might as well be in full force. So if you are still very much interested on clamping Sehun’s head I reckon you change your plans for our plan is much better” a sly smirk came across the CEO’s face which sent creeps down the coordinators spine, but none the less wanted in for this revenge plot.

“I’m in Sir, I wish this plan of yours satisfy the hunger of revenge my system’s been craving for” and with that agreement the plot of making EXO’s maknae learn his lessons came to rise from the depth of the vengeful elderlies. 

A/N: I feel guilty for suddenly leaving this fic and I wanted to make up for the 65 subscribers that willingly subbed to this story. I also wanted to make myself improve so I promise no more abandoning of fics even though no one reads it. I'm really sorry dissing you guys.