Quick Transmigration: Homewrecker System! [BL]

[Pupa: Ding! Kim Kibum\'s Fatemeter increases to 10%.]

[Hehe, I\'m so cool, right?]

[Pupa:…]

[How in hell you never compliment me if I do good?!]

[Pupa: Because I don\'t get paid enough to be your emotional support.]

[Ugh, anyway, what is the current Breakmeter and Fatemeter?]

[Pupa: Breakmeter is 0%. Kim Kibum\'s Fatemeter is 10%. Kim Taewoo\'s Fatemeter is 0 %.]

Listening to Pupa\'s information about the meters, Yunyu concluded something.

[So Kim Taewoo and Kibum are indeed separate minds inside one body. Because Kim Taewoo\'s Fatemeter stays zero, but Kibum\'s Fatemeter is already increasing.]

[Pupa: Indeed.]

***

After that meeting, Mr. Jeon Junho left the office, and Kibum had to follow Secretary Oh\'s long list of requirements and reminders on what Mr. Jeon would usually do. It was already ten at night when Kibum finally returned home. 

"I\'m home," Kibum said after unlocking the front door. But there was no answer from inside. Which was expected because he had been living alone in this house since he was in university. 

Because his late mother deceased after one traumatizing incident, and his father couldn\'t see him the same way again. So he left him in this house and lived in another place, let\'s just say that his father had forgotten that he had a son as he moved on with his life.

All he did was send money to Kibum to finish his study in the university comfortably. And probably, starting a new life as a normal man. 

"Ah, what is the use of remembering that thing anyway," Kibum sighed. 

Kibum looked around his house, it was indeed a lovely house, but it only hurt him even more for the reason he didn\'t want to remember. 

It was actually a spacious house for him, four bedrooms, three bathrooms with a lovely garden. But he was alone in this house, what was the use of the three other bedrooms? Renting them as a rent room for people? Yeah, no. 

Because those poor unfortunate souls wouldn\'t live the next day if his other personality started acting out again. Besides, Kibum didn\'t want to get in trouble if his different personality really did kill someone. 

Kibum tiredly rubbed his shoulder and took a warm bath. After he finished, he sat in his bedroom and texted someone dear to him, a girl he had a crush on since he was in senior high, Jung Mina. 

*I got the job as the new secretary for Mr. Jeon Junho. You know, that famous CEO from Jeon Group.*

Five minutes later, his phone received a new message. Turned out it was not a text message but a voice note. Kibum played the voice note and heard Mina\'s angelic, soft voice that melted him.

\'Wow! Congratulations, I know that you will get the job! You have been a great student in university, of course, you will get the job easily—\' Kibum smiled when he heard that, but his smile dissipated as he listened to another man\'s voice in the voice note, urging her to stop caring about Kibum, \'—Don\'t be like that! Kibum is my good friend! Ah, Kibum, I\'m sorry that you have to hear him complain. I\'m still outside with him, talk to you later, congratulations on the job!\'

Kibum ended the voice note. His warm heart chilled once more after he heard that man\'s voice. 

True, Kibum and Mina were never past that friend part. Because Mina had friend-zoned him since they were in high school. In fact, she never thought of him more than just a good friend. Maybe it was fine for Mina, but it was painful for Kibum because he really fell in love with the girl. 

"Arrgghhh!" Kibum started getting dizzy again. This was normal for him because he would always get this when he was in emotional distress. No matter how much psychotherapy or prescription drugs that he got, he wouldn\'t be able to erase this other person inside him. 

Kibum hurriedly locked his door, and then he sat on the bed. He had a safe besides his bed. He typed the passcode and took something out of the safe, a handcuff. 

Kibum unlocked the handcuff and then cuffed his right wrist and used the other cuff on the bedpost. Kibum was tied to the bedpost, unable to leave the bed unless he unlocked the handcuff with the key.

Kibum put the key and his phone inside the safe and then closed it. The headache was already severe, but he tried hard to endure until he had prepared everything and fell into a deep sleep. 

Inside his dream, he met a man with the same face and height as him. But the man had glasses. He permed his hair to show his forehead, which also fully shown his handsome facial feature. He also had a very distinct confident smirk that Kibum would never get.

He was his other self, Kim Taewoo. 

"Hi, brother," Taewoo said in the dream. 

Kibum watched the man in front of him suspiciously, "Why do you need to come? I have a lot of work to do."

"Work?" Taewoo lazily circled around Kibum and then raised Kibum\'s chin with his finger, "Did you get the job in that Jeon Group as Jeon Junho\'s secretary? Woo~ I\'m sure that man is a high-quality prey."

"Don\'t touch Mr. Jeon! He has been kind enough to give me a job, don\'t mess things up!" Kibum warned, but Taewoo chuckled,

"What can I do anyway? I only come once you are in emotional distress. Tell me, is it Mina again? Ah, brother, let\'s just forget about Mina. She is not even interesting," Taewoo said. Then he smirked, "Why don\'t we just invite her someday and chop her into pieces. If you are this upset about that girl, it\'s better to just eliminate the nuisance, right?"

"Don\'t you dare!" 

"Tsk, tsk, fine then. You and your hopeless love," Taewoo giggled, "At least tell me the safe password, so I can unlock the handcuff. It\'s been a while since I go out."

"Never! Go die, Kim Taewoo!" Kibum said. It was his last word before the dream shattered, and Taewoo opened his eyes. 

He looked around. It was the same house, same room, same bed, and exact same position.

"He really intends to bind me forever, hah," Taewoo snorted in contempt. He really hated the fact that he could only come out three hours a day. He could stay longer if Kibum was in grave emotional distress, but such a thing was rare nowadays.

He stared at the safe beside his bed quietly. He and Kibum only shared common memory. But if one of them decided to keep a secret for themselves, the other couldn\'t do anything. Just like the password of this safe, Kibum knew the password, but he hid the code inside his head, forbidding Taewoo to pry on the code.

Now, without Kibum\'s permission to get the safe password, he wouldn\'t be able to unlock this handcuff. 

Taewoo sighed. He was bored. Kibum was really just an ordinary guy with no initiative at all. He looked around again in boredom until he noticed a stack of paper on top of the safe. 

He took it and opened the document. It was Kibum\'s document about his new work.

"Oh! So, this is Jeon Junho," Kim Taewoo saw the photo of a handsome man in a black suit, with his cold gaze glinted in front of the camera. He was expressionless, but for most people, it was intimidating enough. 

However, for Taewoo, he found someone interesting to toy with. He wasn\'t like Kibum, who only had one-dimensional boring love. He wanted someone interesting to play with.

"Mr. Jeon looks fascinating indeed. Like a beast waiting to be tamed," Kim Taewoo\'s lips arched up, and he started studying the document that was supposed to be Kibum\'s work, "I\'ve found a new prey."

[Pupa: Ding! Kim Taewoo\'s Fatemeter increases to 5%.]