Fell Right Into His Trap

"How did you know?" Jay asked. 

The two of them were on the building's balcony, sipping on some hot chocolate as the wind blew over their hair. 

The balcony was usually filled with artists who smoked. It was occluded from the streets' view, so it was the perfect spot for artists to let out their pent-up frustration. 

However, since it was already late into the night, Jay and June sat on the chairs. 

"I told you," June said. "I knew from the beginning that there's something strange about him." 

"I really thought you were trolling," Jay sighed, leaning against his seat. "I almost didn't believe you." 

"However, you were right." 

"He came to the manager's lounge and talked about how he wants to change the idol industry for the better." 

June smirked, swirling his mug as he looked at the wall in front of them. 

"Some things really never change," June muttered. 

It was how Laohu, now Lei, used to convince him, too.