Mr Kim's POV

Sigh. Today was another bad day at work. My boss is such a douche bag for throwing all the work to me. Sigh. 

I was seated in my usual seat at the bar, downing another cup of Vodka. This has went on ever since my wife left me. She was the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in my life. After Jongin was born, my brother came over to visit to congratulate us. And then next thing you know, she was running off with him because he was richer and "more handsome" than me. She left me and Jongin just like that and I have never seen her since. I was so depressed that I got a drinking addiction. 

It was 11pm and I took a cab home. When I opened the door, I was expecting to see a sparkly clean house but hat I saw was the house in a mess. That boy is so gonna get it! I barged into his room, prepared to give him a beaing of his life. But, everything, all his belongings were gone. From clothes to collections, comic books to action figures. They were all gone. I checked the whole room to find that his suitcase was gone too. I quickly rushed to check each and every other room in the house to find a trace of where he had gone to. But nothing. Ugh. Where is he?! 

Jongin's POV

I was playing Street Fighter on Chanyeol's XBOX ONE when I heard my phone ring. It was my dad calling. "Chanyeol! Pause the game! My dad's calling." He groaned but paused the game. I walked to Chanyeol's room so that the conversation will be in private.

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