Taesan's POV
Roh Jaemin, this fucking snake.
Jaemin's body is pressing against mine as he forces his way into the elevator and I grab him by the neck, slamming him against the silver wall so hard that the elevator shakes.
"What the fuck are you doing?" I growl at him and he gasps for air.
"Please…please…please…don't throw me out" the red-head man pleads, and I bare my teeth at him.
I want to break his neck; our last meeting is still fresh on my mind and the urge to kill someone is still eating me up from inside.
"I'm begging you" he whispers with desperation
The veins in his temple are starting to bulge, his eyes are starting to water, and I let go of him to stop myself from completely taking his life.
I want to do it, but I shouldn't.
I put a small distance between our bodies, and I lean against the wall opposite him.
"Why are you here?" I ask him, looking at him through my glasses.
Physically, I sound sane and put together but, in my head, I have broken his neck.
