Rain had been falling softly since morning. The sky hung low in dull gray above the old family house, a place that once held the echoes of shared laughter and bitter silence. Now, it was only death that brought them together at the same table. Nishimura Riki sat at the far end of the long dining table. He hadn't taken off his black jacket, despite the warmth inside the room. His eyes were fixed on the middle-aged man at the center of the table... the family's lawyer, who had just opened a thick folder containing their parents' will. On both sides, his siblings sat with tense expressions and carefully chosen outfits, the kind of people who had long stopped trusting each other.

Sooha, the eldest sister, wore an elegant suit far too expensive for a mourning gathering. Her lips were painted deep red, and from the moment she walked in, her eyes had been glued to the large envelope the lawyer had brought. A faint smirk tugged at her lips as the lawyer announced she had been given the largest share of inheritance, as dictated by old family tradition. Heeseung, the eldest brother, sat with his arms crossed. He looked indifferent, or perhaps just skilled at pretending. His smile was hollow, but Riki knew how to read tension in someone's pulse. Heeseung was nervous. Whether because of the will or something filthier, Riki couldn't tell yet. On the other side sat Riki's girlfriend. Her hands were clenched in her lap, her face pale since the moment she entered the room. She kept stealing glances at Heeseung. And Riki noticed everything.

They had always treated him like the clueless youngest child. The one who only cared about music, motorcycles, and his girlfriend. Someone who didn't understand rules or responsibility. But they forgot something... quiet people notice everything. Silence doesn't mean ignorance. A few nights ago, Riki had gone through his girlfriend's phone. What he found shattered him. The pain wasn't just about love. It was about betrayal, the kind that comes from the two people he trusted most. And now, they were all seated at the same table. Smiling politely, hiding rot behind silk and lies.

Riki's hand reached inside his jacket. His fingers touched cold metal. A small pistol, illegal, bought for a price even he couldn't believe he paid. But anger makes a person cross the lines of reason. The lawyer stopped mid-sentence when he heard the metallic click.

As the gun rose, faces turned pale. Riki looked at each of them. Sooha. Heeseung. The girl who said she loved him. Then he spoke, his voice steady and emotionless.

"I just want to know… who's going to tell the truth first before a bullet does."

**[ WELCOME TO AU ENHYPEN! NI-KI IS HERE! HAVE A GOOD TIME<3 ]**