“But, it is still not too late. We can still get our love back. It might be obvious in some ways but you know, everything for love. And everything is fair in love and war.” The younger man said slowly with a breezy tone. His entire conversation was somewhat breezy and mocky to Jungwoo if he'd be honest. “But for that, I need your help.”

The elder male frowned at the younger's words. “We have to work out together through this. People need someone to make love with then people also need someone to make war with.”

Jungwoo started realizing where the latter was getting at. He started shaking his head and again started avoiding his gaze.

The younger sighed. “I know it's not easy to put your trust on someone you just met and even in a vulnerable condition. I understand you don't want to do something regretful. Neither do I. But could anything be even worse? We literally don't have anything else to lose. Then at least we can try to get back what was ours. I'm just trying to help since I'm on the same track as you, Sir.”

Jungwoo could feel the tears filling his eyes but he didn't shed them. He was already weak. He didn't want to be weaker. Not especially in front of someone. Even though he didn't care about anything at all. He decided not to let himself shed just like that.

They both stayed in silence for a few moments. Only the music through the bar was audible. Mark decided to break the silence as he went to spring something from his satchel.

“I had a feeling that you are not going to listen to me that easily. Hence…” He placed a card on the bar's counter by Jungwoo's side. “It's my father's visiting card but I got it redesigned with my whereabouts. If you will ever feel or change your mind, which I hope you will do…”

Mark looked up at him hopefully. “You are always welcomed.” He added and soon the bartender came with the clinical supplements in his hands. The panicked staff smiled sheepishly at Mark.

Mark motioned him to bring the card swiping machine and sprung out his card and started the process.

“Take care of his hand and bring him the finest drinks you have.” He ordered the bartender to which the latter just nodded while gulping lightly. After finishing his business Mark turned and started leaving the area only to stop after a few steps and gave a last look to Jungwoo. He smiled gently at the elder male for the first time.

“I know that in the end you will need to come to me so I hope you won't waste much time, Sir. Have a great night and an uncomplicated life.”

The next morning, Jungwoo found himself driving to the university where Taeil taught and the man of his nightmares studied.

Well, he himself did not know as to how visiting the said place after a heavy hangover night was a great idea. Or why he was just reaching there in the first place. His mind could not exactly process any valid reason for that. His mind was not processing anything accurately at all. Since his last day at work, he probably has lost his consciousness. And the high level of alcohol just contributed more in that act.

He just kept going with the thoughts which seemed to lessen his rage, stress, frustration and pain. And since drinking was not enough, he was now on his way. To meet the certain man and spit all his rage onto him. He didn't know if it was a right move especially in that situation. But he sure did know that it would not make things any right, at all. But he didn't care. He just needed that and he'd get that. Since he literally had nothing else to lose…

“Damn that rich kid!” No doubt on who he exactly addressed. No matter how drunk and wasted he was last night, he still clearly remembered the poisonous darts the young man had shot on him just by his words. But he could not blame him, either. It was the truth. And truth was mostly meant to be bitter. But for Jungwoo, it went way too much. Everything was just way too much.

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Soon he arrived at his destination. He parked his car by the sideways of the campus so it wouldn't seem obvious to anyone. He stayed in the car and waited for the bell to ring and the students to leave. Which luckily happened just after a few moments. The man he waited for also came into his sight and Jungwoo wanted to drive right away on him but oh well…

He saw that the young man was not alone. There were two other men by his side. Jungwoo hit the steering wheel in annoyance. But he started driving slowly and following the trio nonetheless.

They were all walking which Jungwoo was thankful for. He just wished that the other two would disappear quickly. Which didn't happen real quick but did happen. They both parted their ways and soon the latter was alone.

He slowly stopped at a spot which made Jungwoo slow down a little more. He seemed to be checking in his phone and it seemed he was about to make a call. So, before he could do anything more Jungwoo sped up and stopped right in front of the young man making the other look at his direction suspiciously. He still had his phone in his hand but he wasn't doing anything. Probably waiting for something to happen so Jungwoo did.

He closed the car's door while the latter slipped his phone inside his pocket. For a few moments, they just kept standing there looking or more glaring at each other. The latter in front was the first to break the moment.

“I am surprised that you didn't actually drive on me.” The latter spoke politely.

Jungwoo chuckled emotionlessly before saying, “Wouldn't that be so easy for you, Donghyuck? You should also suffer through the pain. A lot of pain.”

Jungwoo quickly approached the younger and landed a forceful fist, which Donghyuck stopped by gripping on his wrist and moving away slightly.