#42
[Hello?]
Eun Sajun’s voice was heard. For some reason, his voice sounded welcome. Just as he was about to answer, immersed in a strange feeling, Song Hobin’s hand flew out and snatched Yeoul’s phone away. Soon he roughly threw it to the ground. Along with the sound of the metal chunk colliding with the ground, the screen shattered like a spider web and Eun Sajun’s voice could no longer be heard.
“Huk….”
Yeoul was very flustered by his aggression. Soon after, Song Hobin grabbed Yeoul’s wrist like a chain. In an instant, violent angry impulses surged up in Yeoul, and just as he was about to grab his nape.
“Isn’t that right? Right?”
“Yeah, honey.”
A couple came out from inside the alley and passed by Song Hobin and Yeoul. Because of that, Yeoul felt his aggression that had been burning like flames being suppressed. He couldn’t cause trouble here. Yeoul endured and swallowed it as if finding the limit of his patience.
“Then shall we move locations and have a little talk?”
Song Hobin picked up Yeoul’s phone that had fallen to the ground.
“I’ll keep this. Haha!”
Perhaps judging that Yeoul was scared, he laughed. Feeling disgusted by that sight, Yeoul thought about running away like this, but it was a problem that Song Hobin might get stimulated and tell Eun Sajun his real name and trait.
With Shin Taeon still showing an ambiguous stance, he couldn’t make things bigger. He decided to humor Song Hobin for now.
“Alright.”
Perhaps because blood-draining incidents were happening consecutively and he was stressed, his body temperature was gradually rising.
* * *
The place Yeoul was taken to, semi-forcibly riding in Song Hobin’s car, was an abandoned hospital that was a 3-story building. It was located in the outskirts, and the surroundings were also a remote place with no buildings where people would come and go or human presence. Cracks like spider webs ran throughout the building, and there were marks that looked burned by fire. Also, perhaps because it wasn’t maintained at all, bare tree branches covered the building like thorns. It was like seeing a scene from a horror movie.
Song Hobin led the way as if he had often come to this eerie place. Yeoul had no choice but to follow behind him and go up the stairs. The smell of dust and disinfectant could be faintly felt.
The place they arrived at was a space with a faded nameplate that said “Operating Room.” Song Hobin went inside. And when he pressed the switch on the wall, the lights came on.
Yeoul momentarily frowned at the sudden brightness, then barely opened his eyes and looked around.
It was an overall deteriorated space. A narrow operating table could be seen, and hazy dust was floating around.
Why did he bring me here?
His heart pounded as if it would burst from the fishy tension.
Song Hobin moved leisurely and headed to an operating table. Medical instruments were lined up there. He raised one corner of his mouth and picked up a scalpel. He had thought he was just a timid bodyguard, but an eerie shadow could be felt from his face.
Yeoul was extremely wary. Gradually, Song Hobin’s focus became cloudy like dark clouds.
“I’ve wanted to dissect an extremely dominant Omega for a long time.”
Dissect? Yeoul wondered what this was about.
“Getting hired as a bodyguard was just using it to achieve my purpose.”
Purpose – what was this about? Yeoul was shocked.
“I’ve liked Omegas for a long time. So naturally, I wanted to become an Omega specialist. Among my college classmates, there was an extremely dominant Omega. He was such a different existence compared to other traits. It felt like seeing God, you could say. I wanted to know more deeply, so I tried to dissect him. But he died during the dissection, so I couldn’t research further.”
What kind of crazy talk is this? Yeoul was suffocated.
“So I kept kidnapping extremely dominant Omegas. But they always died soon after dissection, so I had many worries.”
Suddenly, Yeoul remembered the article Eun Sajun had shown him last time. It was content about how kidnappings of extremely dominant Omegas had been occurring frequently recently.
“I wanted to keep researching extremely dominant Omegas. Then I heard through the grapevine that CEO Eun Sajun was keeping an extremely dominant Omega by his side. I became curious and wanted to dissect him. So I got introduced by someone I knew and got hired as a bodyguard.”
Facing this fact, Yeoul got goosebumps. Song Hobin was crazier than he had imagined.
“But earlier, that man called you an extremely recessive Omega – why did he say that?”
“What?”
“Anyone can see that you’re an extremely dominant Omega, though?”
He wondered what kind of nonsense this was. Him being an extremely dominant Omega….
Hadn’t Shin Taeon also just asked if he thought he was an extremely recessive Omega? He didn’t understand why everyone was showing this kind of reaction about his trait.
But unlike when dealing with Shin Taeon, he couldn’t tell Song Hobin that he was an extremely recessive Omega. It would be like supplementing the fact that he was deceiving about his trait while being by Eun Sajun’s side.
Song Hobin’s sharp gaze scanned Yeoul from head to toe.
“Extremely dominant Omegas basically have outstanding appearances compared to other traits. Their bodies also have more curves and are more graceful than recessive ones.”
“……”
“Above all, I can feel it in your eyes. The feeling of being extremely dominant.”
He didn’t look normal, spouting such nonsense in front of an extremely recessive person. It seemed like he had some mental illness. Of course, he had been told his appearance was appealing since long ago. But he had never been evaluated as extremely dominant. So it was even more absurd.
“You’re also the prettiest among the extremely dominant Omegas I’ve seen so far.”
He who had been praising with creepy eyes suddenly changed his expression.
“I want to feel it quickly!”
Suddenly shouting, he grabbed the scalpel with his hand that wasn’t in a cast. Then he swung it toward Yeoul. Yeoul nimbly dodged it. Then Song Hobin’s pupils widened as if surprised.
“Fuck.”
He aimed the scalpel at Yeoul once more and rushed at him. Being quite large and having received security training, his movements were not ordinary. But Yeoul also had good reflexes and lightly dodged.
“What the hell!”
Song Hobin seemed annoyed that Yeoul was nimbler than expected. He started randomly throwing objects that were around. Glass bottles, paper boxes, pens – among them were scissors too. Yeoul dodged them one by one. But the problem was that the fever that had started rising was getting worse and worse.
“Haa…. haa….”
Eventually, Yeoul was hit by a rectangular bat that flew afterward and fell down. In an instant, Song Hobin climbed on top of Yeoul. Then he covered Yeoul’s mouth.
“Just stay still.”
“……”
It was a suffocating moment. The shadow of death fell over Yeoul. Becoming desperate, Yeoul groped around. He felt hard metal at his fingertips. Wondering what it was, he groped to check and could feel it was scissors. Grabbing them, Yeoul immediately stabbed Song Hobin’s neck.
“Urgh!”
Song Hobin let out an intense groan. His neck, covered in sweat, began to flow with dark red blood. Gaining momentum from that, Yeoul pushed Song Hobin away.
“Krgh!”
Song Hobin, who had been groaning, staggered and fell, and Yeoul fell on top of him.
The anger that had been triggered like a trigger couldn’t be stopped. Yeoul’s round eyes seemed to be stained with bright red light as if meaning destruction.
Yeoul grabbed and pulled out the scissors that had pierced Song Hobin’s neck. Song Hobin’s nape, which had already been bleeding, was covered in blood.
But Yeoul didn’t end it with once. He stabbed Song Hobin’s neck two or three more times. He couldn’t go along with this crazy bastard’s dissection game like this. He must not die. He had to live.
Even in this situation, Song Hobin’s hands kept twitching as if trying to attack Yeoul. And Yeoul’s hands became stained as if wearing red gloves. Yeoul, whose angry impulses had reached their peak, quickly scanned the surroundings. No CCTV was particularly visible either.
Should I just kill him?
Anyway, right now only Song Hobin and he were here. It would be fine to handle this quietly here. But murder was an extreme crime that should not be committed. This ethical instinct remained in his chest and tormented him.
Gradually, Yeoul’s overheated eyes cooled down and he put down the scissors. In an instant, regret and bewilderment came one after another to his consciousness that had flickered out. Yeoul backed away from Song Hobin.
“Haa…. I’m crazy….”
He felt deep guilt toward himself. His eyes also became moist. Why on earth did he have such a disorder? In the midst of this, someone’s footsteps could be heard outside the door.
Who is it? When we came in earlier, there was no one…. Soon those footsteps echoed more and more, then the door opened. At the same time, Yeoul’s body stiffened even more.
Because Eun Sajun was there.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
ugh, i read it too soon, now i’m suffering waiting for updates.
love yeoul so much!