Dae Hyun walks out of the room into the light looking at the ground. "Hey, ignore my father, he doesn't know what he's talking ab-"
Zhuang cuts him off before he can continue. "He's right though, I did kill my father and vandalised my mother's statue, and almost killed the guard at the asylum," Zhuang starts to walk to the door, away from Dae Hyun ashamed of what they had done when Geomi took over, they were sad that they couldn't stay in the impressive, old, and antique house any longer with Dae Hyun though.
They stop and turn to face Dae Hyun, locking their eyes together. "I hope we can see each other again soon." Their back is arched sadly as they turns to leave.
"No... No people change I believe you are different. When you did that you were young, and didn't understand. You must have been trapped in that asylum for at least a couple of years." He looks at thirteen year old Zhuang whilst saying this matter of factly as though he had known Zhuang their entire life.
"Thank you, Dae Hyun. But I must leave, they shall find me again and when they do I must be prepared I don't want to go back... I cant go back." Zhuang looks at the ground examining the tiles of marble mosaic to try to stop the tears from rolling down their face. They turn to leave once more.
"Where will you be? We have a guest room you can stay at, and you can train in the gym our guards use... Please stay I insist." Dae Hyun says this, trying to catch Zhuangs fallen gaze without success. Zhuang's gaze rises but not enough to see their eyes through their unbrushed fringe.
"Why do you insist? I only saved you, because you were in trouble. I could kill you right now. Why aren't you scared of me? I don't want to hurt you and the only way I can be assured that I won't do that is by leaving." They raise their voice to try to hide their sadness with anger, they fail miserably as their voice cracks.
"The only way you could hurt me, is by leaving me. I need your supervision. I dont know how to run this company. It's the only reason my dad still lives with me." Dae Hyun looks ashamed of himself for asking for their help, but tries to make it sound realistic.
"Dae Hyun, I would love to stay but your fath-"
"His opinion is no longer needed. He can leave or he can stay, but his authority is nothing compared to mine. It's actually my company not his. I put it in his name. In hope for it to become bigger, with his help." Dae Hyun stares at where my sibling eyes should be, but all he can see is their blond hair.
"Thank you, but are you sure you are ok with letting a murderer... Like me stay in your house?" Your sibling is crying quietly as he says this.
"I am sure." Dae Hyun nods his head as if to clarify that it was the truth.
"Well then... Is it ok if I work at the house? I would not feel okay with staying unless I have earnt it." Zhuang raises their head further, letting Dae Hyun see the tears in their eyes.
"Of course you can, you will be my assistant, that way you'll be safe. You will have a disguise for when we leave the house." He says this slowly, thinking of possibilities. Zhuang runs towards him and hugs him, cutting off his thoughts. Zhuang did not want to let go as they cried into his tall chest.
Dae Hyun was first confused by the gesture, but soon started soothing their hair calming them down with every stroke...
Zhuang would get lost in the house frequently needing to ask for directions from the maids or butlers that worked with them, but soon after many failed attempts they knew roughly where they were going.