Prologue
Prediction of Destiny
“Here you go, sir.”
Skinny hands hold out a piece of drawing, with a sketch of a female. They were detailed, from the wrinkle on the sides of her eyes as she was smiling to her slightly gaped tooth at the front. All in all, the person is as beautiful as the art.
“H-How much?” a male in his thirties rummaged his jeans pocket as he grin widely by the drawing. He finally grabbed his wallet and hand the skinny hand owner a hundred. “Extra tip, boy.”
“The pleasure is all mine.” The younger replied. He take the money and as soon as the customer walked out of the place, he kissed it lightly. “Oh thank you so much, old man.”
The place is dark, but with little light to make the scenario dramatic and eerie. Well, he intended it to be that way for he was wearing a hood over his head and a mask to cover his lower face. Only his brown orbs made contact with all his customer. His special sense of eyes that can see right through everyone, are the ability that one could die for.
There are thousands of mysteries in the world and this very lanky boy is able to interpret one of it. It is the mystery of love. Oh Sehun is able to draw out a human being significant other, their red strings, as people like to say it. Given a pencil and a plain paper of any sorts, the younger draw a face profile of a person; male or female – of any age. He can only draw a face and nothing more.
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