Chapter 6: Ch 6 Ray
Junho
"Ray! We are moving out right now!" yelled Junho as she barged into her own apartment. Her little sister Ray just glared at her big sister's face with a dumbfound expression with a toothbrush still in her mouth. Although Junho created a fake address just in case, it was a matter of time before they found her real place. "Can't you open the door more normally??? Why do you always have to slam the door like that? Do you want the neighbors to complain again???" yelled Ray in a surprised voice. Ray was completely different from her big sister. She had beautiful long brown hair with a slim S figure. Her chest was big too in a different way. Her skin was glossy smooth white, and her face was like a doll. She was wearing her favorite pink pajamas with white laces.
She was just so cute and adorable to Junho, to the point that she just wanted to lock up her little sister. She didn't like it when guys started to drool over her sister. Even though her little sister was 20 years old she still looked like a baby girl to her. She was the reason for her life to exist. But she was just so scary sometimes...
"Also where have u been??? We were suppose to watch a movie together after u were done work remember? Where have u been all night? Did u go all night drinking again?!? I TOLD U THAT ITS DANGEROUS DURING THE NIGHT RIGHT ?" yelled Ray in rage mode after she spit out the toothpaste bubbles out of her mouth into the sink.
"My litttolee nekoo channnnn I hit the JACKPOT~ said Junho in a creepy voice." Ray just ignored her big sister and resumed in brushing her teeth. "Were leaving tonight I already bought the plane tickets to leave China" said Junho as she took out the boxes behind her bed to start packing.
Ray just continued to ignore her and began to apply a bunny shaped facemask. She then pulled out a sleep mask and placed it over her eye as she layed back down on her bed. "I am going to nap for 30 minutes, wake me up so that my facemask doesn't go overtime" said Ray in a calm tone. "We'll then I guess your only gonna be able to pack half of ur beautiful clothes" replied Junho as she shoved her underwear into the carrier bag. I give you u 5 boxes choose ur clothes wisely. I give u 1 hour to pack, chug it in as fast as you can.
"Sis did you get hit in the head again with a beer bottle… Ur spouting nonsense and I wish you would stop because I need to get some sleep. Thanks to someone, I'm sleep deprived, and my skin is dry" said Ray in a calm voice.
"We can move to Korea right now. U can pursue ur dream of becoming a K-pop idol! cries Junho in a happy tone." Ray seemed unfazed by what Junho said and was in deep slumber. So, Junho went up to her ear and whispered, "long story short, I ripped off a million dollars from a mafia and he might kidnap us at any moment." Ray seemed like she stopped breathing for 10 sec and then she slowly sat up from her bed. Her mask slid off her face and she blinked several times to process what she had just heard. She climbed out of her bed and then silently rushed into packing. "We finish this in 10 minutes! Were about to die! Why do we need an hour! Just pack our carrier bags!"
"Your going to give up on ur babies??" replied Junho in a surprised tone. "I'll buy new stuff there" smiles Ray.
After they finished packing and was ready to go. They called the taxi to deliver themselves to the airport. Junho and Ray both sat at the back seat and stared out the window. Junho sat her arm at the door and supported her head with her left hand. She took out her butterfly knife with her other hand and looked closely at the symbol on it. She had remembered why she felt uneasy when she saw that man's ring. Her butterfly knife had the same crow symbol as that mafia's ring… Although Junho understood the danger of carrying the butterfly knife after realizing the symbol on it, she couldn't let go of it because it was her reminder for over 10 years now. It was the reminder of her sins. It wasn't something she could suddenly abandon even if she wanted to.
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