Angel Smile 68 Scene 68

Hyuk kept Yeo Ri close by his side and never released her hand. Together, they skulked towards the bedroom.

With the tapes removed, it was easy to see the damage which it had been dealt.

The sliding door was slightly bent and hanging off its hinges. If that man decided to break in again, it would only take a small push.

Clearly, the room was no longer their safe haven.

"Pack you things," he instructed Yeo Ri. "Take only what you need."

Yeo Ri nodded. She moved to pull out a luggage bag from the closet, then filled it up with a few sets of clothing.

Pausing slightly, she turned to Hyuk who was also busying himself with packing, "what about Gun-oppa's things?"

Hyuk turned to loom at her after thinking for a bit. "Pack his' too."

Yeo Ri nodded. She took out Gun's clothes and stuffed them into the bag as well.

They didn't own a lot of clothes, and she had only packed a portion of what they owned. There was still some s.p.a.ce left. She looked at Gun's desk with a complicated expression. How was she going to fit all of those into the bag? They were all very important things.

She immediately gathered up all the certificates and packed them together. These were the proof of Gun's excellence. If they were leaving the house for good, then she had to take them with her. She carefully tucked the certificates under the clothes. Although it was a pity, there was not enough s.p.a.ce for the trophies so she had to leave those behind. She sighed as she glanced at the stacks of workbooks and notebooks.

These were the blood, sweat and tears of her brother. To leave them all behind was just... sad. However, she had to keep going.

Yeo Ri continued going through Gun's desk, searching for something that he might need. Finding nothing of the utmost importance, Yeo Ri turned to the drawers.

"...?"

There was something wrapped with a handkerchief inside one of the drawers. It looked fairly important so Yeo Ri decided to pick it up.

She unwrapped it curiously, wondering what it was.

"...!"

Yeo Ri's pupil shrank and her heart skipped a beat.

It was her knife!

The knife she thought she had lost turned out to have been taken by Gun.

On one hand, she was glad that it was not Lee Do Joon who had found it, but at the same time, she was scared to find out what Gun might have thought about her lying and keeping the knife. If he had found it, then that means he had found out about the place where she had hidden it.

Perhaps keeping it under the bed was not the brightest idea, she laughed inwardly with self-derision.

She swiftly re-wrapped the knife and included it in the bag without Hyuk's notice. With the knife returning to her hands again, she had no need for the scissors that she had stowed under her bedding.

After finding nothing else, she added their toiletries into the bag and zipped it up.

It turns out that they didn't really have many things to pack. Hyuk's things only took up a backpack.

Yeo Ri sent a final glance at her study desk.

It used to be Hyuk's, but since the man had not used it much, it somehow became hers. Other than a few books, there was nothing she needed. Fortunately, she kept most of her schoolbooks at school, so she didn't need to lug them around all the time.

Yeo Ri bade a silent goodbye to the room in which she had spent her whole life in. Actually, if she excluded the part where her father was abusive and that her mother had ran away with her lover, her life had been pretty okay. She had a roof on top of her head and food on the table. Most importantly, she had her brothers who practically raised her themselves. They didn't have much, but it was enough to survive.

Hyuk helped Yeo Ri carry the large luggage bag. "I'll text Gun about this later. For now, we'll have to stay at a motel; at least until we find a place."

"Mm." Yeo Ri quietly followed behind him as he pulled out his phone to send the text.