IT WAS quiet.
Lee Junsu stepped out of prison and was relieved that he was greeted by silence.
No fans, no reporters.
However…
"You're finally out, Junsu-ya."
Tsk.
Lee Junsu rolled his eyes at Sanha— no, Jin Taewook— who was waiting for him.
"Here," Jin Taewook said cheerfully while handing him a plastic bag. "Tofu. I bought the expensive one."
Lee Junsu grabbed the plastic bag roughly. "What else do you want? Can't you just leave me alone?"
"I'm sorry, but I can't do that."
"Crazy bastard."
"Yes, that I am," Jin Taewook said, smirking. "Junsu-ya, you haven't forgotten, have you? Since I paid all your debts and made sure you wouldn't rot in jail, you owe me."
"You—"
"I own you now, Lee Junsu," Jin Taewook said, wrapping his hand around Lee Junsu's throat. "Now, take a good look at the outside world— you won't be seeing it for quite a while."
That sent a shiver down Lee Junsu's spine because of Jin Taewook's threat.
This bastard was planning to lock him up.
