It's been two weeks, and these two weeks were like hell for wooyoung.

He don't know why, but he had been stressed. All kind of thoughts are coming in his mind.

All the time, he and that mask had spent.

Even on their last meeting, wooyoung still didn't know who is behind that mask.

He tried hard to take it off but somehow that mask made him forget that, and drown him in the feeling. Every single time of their hook up.

Wooyoung felt so many things revolving in his mind to even consider any one of them.

"-ong!-young!-wooyoung!! FOR GOD SAKE JUNG WOOYOUNG!!"

"Huh? What?" Wooyoung looks around and heard a sigh. He looks at the source and found it's mingi, his best friend.

They are in empty class right now.

Wooyoung roll his eyes at his giant friend.

"What do you want mingi?"

"Don't you dare 'what do you want mingi' me, you idiot! I have been calling you since the class started! And we are already late for our next class which is YOUR BROTHER CLASS!!"

"OmG WHAT!? God, that can't be happen. Mingi I swear, I am gonna kill you one day!" Wooyoung says packing his things which were only a bole point and a diary, wooyoung used to write his highschool work.

"Yh, yh. Says the one who had been daydreaming since two whole weeks! What are you even thinking? Why you won't share anything with me huh?" Mingi ask a lil annoyed by his friend manner who just roll his eyes and both practically run towards their next class which so happens to be wooyoung's big brother hoseok class, means geography class.

The best part is, they were on first floor while hoseok class was on third floor.

So , when the two reach the class-room they were out-of breath cursing each other.

Wooyoung give mingi a glare to which mingi just roll his eyes and knocks the door.

The door knob turns and wooyoung felt something is wrong. He felt goosebumps like something bad gonna happen, like mask is here.

His eyes were boring glares at the door knob, it feels time slow for wooyoung who could hear his heart beat and nothing else.

The door open revealing the one and only, to wooyoung relief, hoseok.

Wooyoung release a relief sigh finding it's his brother who looks at two with an eyebrow raise.

"Care to explain, what took you two so long?"

"Mhm..mr.jung, actually-"

"Mingi, get to point. You already have missed 20 Minutes of my class. Why you two even bother to come?"

Both the two younger look down in shame.

Hoseok sigh as he rub his temple and looks at the two.

"Come in, but you two are staying after class."

Both two glance at each other and hoseok continue his class telling about blackholes and all.

The two best friends take seats on the back of school, as those the only seats left.

Wooyoung mind again wander to that one specific day.

Flashback:

Wooyoung made his way backstage and same at the first day and four more, he get another letter delivered to him by another stripper.

Wooyoung couldn't help the smirk growing on his face as he knew that the other is falling in his cage.

He open the letter but before reading it, he sniff the rich perfume of other and admire the perfect calligraphy writing.

The letter says:

The demon ask God, where could he find an angel, his angel?

The God didn't reply him but send the angel to him.

How fortunate, exact that day. Someone found the other more exactly. The demon find the angel.

Find the demon, my dear angel.

Room#23, demon waitings~

~sincerely your
Mask

Wooyoung put the letter inside his bag and after making himself look presentable he makes his way towards the destined room.

Room#23

But, to his surprise, he found a red rose with another note placed neatly on bed.

What the other letter reads:

Demons aren't so sharp like angels, my dear Angel. Demons are the creatures of illumination.

And this demon, is the definition of illumination.

~sincerely your
Mask.

Wooyoung found himself smiling.

The other play with him and he enjoyed it.

But not so long, he would be the one playing his cards.

Flashback end

That's what he thought and he did play his cards and make the other go to jail, his destined place.

And that's what he wanted as well, the other to be in jail for all his crimes.

That day, at the police station, he was joking about loving the criminal but he didn't love him right?

Those all red roses and letters he still have saved in his bag.

They didn't meant anything to him right?

He isn't going crazy right?

He was just playing with the other.

He made the other in his cage and then play his cards of beauty and get the other to where he belong then what is this feeling?

This fear, this excitement, this need of other to come back.

Is he scared of other last words said to him or is he in love? He couldn't decide.

Even if it's love. What exactly is that shit? He didn't knew.

Afterall, he did it to make sure his father treatment stays.

Yh, about that. His brother obviously confront him when he comes with the one lac but he just told him, that he ask this from his boss who agree because he's such a nice employee.

And, ofcouse, wooyoung somehow able to hide the truth that police are the one taking care of his father's treatment.

And also cause he had tell yeosang and san to hide it from his family as well who agree cause then they will ask as to why suddenly the police wanted to help? And then what will they all answer?

But altogether, wooyoung could never forgot those black eyes which bore into him behind that black mask.

Where ever wooyoung went, he found himself drowning in those black captivating eyes.

He found those eyes staring at him wherevere he go. Even if he couldn't find the mask, those eyes were always following his every move but now?

It's all so complicated for him.

He truly felt like a

Wrecking ball.

Who comes to break the other but was the one who is breaking slowly by the other.

__________.

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