Less Than Zero - Hwang Hyunjin
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  • Parts 21
  • Time 1h 2m
Complete, First published Feb 01, 2022
Mature
BOOK 1

~ Remember I was your hero,
I'd wear your heart like a symbol
I couldn't save you from my darkest truth of all ~


"Poor little y/n, fallen deep into the 'love' " 

He smirked while I lay on the ground struggling to hold on to dear life. He suddenly kneeled down beside me, caressing my face. 

Although his words were harsh, his eyes were warm. His dark brown eyes told  the opposite of his words. Was he suffering?

"I truly enjoyed this mission, all thanks to you y/n" he smiled at me, the smile was far from genuine.

~

Park Y/n, the so thought hidden daughter of the most famous martial arts guru. She was brought up in a small world, not many outdoor visits. Because her father feared, a murder in a past would soon target her next. 

The blood for blood phrase would soon come for her. And so he hid her, for 18 years he hid her in the same house he privately trained hundreds of martial students.

That was until a certain hwang had finally decided to interfere with the parks family. After all it was the mission he was more than happy to accept. To kill the last two parks, being the father and the daughter.

And so he made a sudden appearance in her life, slowly earning her trust, her friendship, her love, and using all those against her in the last moment, leaving her to die alone.

But, there was always someone on the hwangs side who was completely against the idea, who would go to any length to protect the innocent.

A hyunjin two part short story.
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