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Deeper in the alley Seongjun's buddies were already waiting for their leader, holding a boy captive for him. Like a king being severed.

Seongjun yanked Yeorin's hand roughly, pulling her to the place he wanted her to stand. Where he could see everything was too closely and clearly. This was his way of showing what was about to happen to her if she acts out, which she wouldn't out of fear.

"Show them to me." Seongjun said firmly, holding his hand out expectingly.

The shaken up boy moved a little, making Yeorin see who he was. Park Gyujin, one of Seongjun's favourite victims. She didn't speak to him before but there was this one time where he was kind to give her tissues after Seongjun made her cry.

Gyujin moved slowly and unsteadily, reaching onto his bag to pull out an iPad.

Without warning, Seongjun snatched it from his hands, unlocked it and started flipping through the gallery, while another boy brought Gyujin into a headlock.

Out of the corner of her eyes, Yeorin saw him looking at numerous pictures of girls legs, each of them in a different angle. Her stomach dropped to the ground as she realised the situation.

"Fucking hell, these all suck ass." Seongjun commented with and an angry huff.

Yeorin eyes widened when Seongjun caught her looking, making her snap her head down unbelievably fast.

"Hey, not a single one of these is worth selling." Seongjun pushed the iPad's corned into Gyujin's arm, not caring if it hurts him. "Would you buy any of these?"

Seongjun turned to his side, looking at Yeorin's trembling figure. "Hey, cupcake. Do these photos turn you on?"

She didn't say anything, she just shook her head weakly, it was almost unnoticeable.

He nodded in agreement before looking back at Gyujin.

"Fuck. You gonna keep taking shitty photos like this? I might as well make better ones with cupcake over there. She had quite a pair of legs herself, could make me a lot." Seongjun suggested with his disgusting smirk on his face.

Yeorin's heart was drumming in her chest, her glossy eyes staring wide back into his twisted ones. Frankly she started shaking her head, begging him.

"P-Please, don'-" A hard slap made her quiet down immediately.

Her head snapped to the side from the impact, her cheek was burning with pain while the raw sound of skin meeting skin and her sobs echoed through the alley.

"How many goddamn times do I have to tell you not to speak?!" Seongjun yelled at her, his voice filled with rage as he stared at the trembling girl.

Gyujin watched in shock as Yeorin was slapped. He never really spoke to her, but he knew she was a quiet and sweet girl. He never imagined het to be targeted by Seongjun, which made him feel bad for her.

"Always so troublesome." He muttered, ignoring her soft cries. "Shut up!"

"Hey, Yeongdong's here!" Somebody from behind them yelled when he spotted the boy running as fast as he could towards them with a black plastic bag in his hand.

"Fuck-gyu's dying. He can't breathe. Hurry!" The boy holding Gyujin teased Yeongdong and tightened his grip on Gyujin to make it harder for him to breathe.

Yeorin watched from the side as Gyujin struggled to get air in his lungs and as Yeongdong was running like hid life depended on it, in this case Gyujin's was depending on his pace, only to fall at the destination.

Gyujin was finally let go, making him able to breathe again, while Yeongdong gave the boys their delivery.

"Here, bread and cigarettes." Yeongdong panted out.

Seongjun looked back at Yeorin, tucking a loose hair behind her ears with fake affection. She flinched hard, making him clench his jaw in disapproval.

"Hey, Yeongdong." Seongjun turned to the panting boy. " I told you to make ten accounts for me, but you still haven't done it."

"Seongjun, I'm sorry. I'll go make them right away. I'll get it done quickly."

"I'll make it easy for you once I get this." Seongjun showed him a picture of a motorcycle.

"Okay, I understand. I'll do my best to fire myself up." Yeongdong said weakly.

"I'll do my best." Gyujin agreed, sitting on his knees this time.

"Let's go." Seongjun motioned to his goons before they all walked away, leaving Yeorin with the two boys.

When Seongjun was finally out of sight, she let her crumble against the wall onto the ground with a thud.

She was exhausted.

Her cheek was throbbing with pain, yet her soul felt like it was breaking.

Next to her the boys followed her actions, lying on the ground, letting their minds rest for the time being.

Yeorin was lying on her back, staring up at the clear blue sky, Gyujin lying beside her, so close she could feel the warmth of his body directly against her arm, and weirdly it felt comforting.

"I'm sorry, Gyujin." Yeongdong was lying above them, his head beside Gyujin's. "I'll run faster next time."

"Just wipe off the blood." Gyujin dismissed his apology and gave him a tissue.

He wasn't being rude, he just didn't deserve an apology. It wasn't Yeongdong's fault. He shouldn't apologise for something that's not his fault.

Hearing a soft sniffle from the side, he turned his head and saw Yeorin looking upwards. This was the first time he had an opportunity to observe her up close.

And she was gorgeous.

Even with red puffy eyes and wobbly lips she looked absolutely stunning. Her black hair was spread out under her, her big eyes shined in the faint light of the sun, her swollen cheek still made her look pretty in his eyes.

"Are you okay?" Gyujin gathered the courage and finally asked what's been on his mind ever since she was dragged in here.

Yeorin turned her head slowly and looked at him, making him able to see how broken and vulnerable she was at the moment.

In that moment he felt a deep protective instinct growing inside him. He felt the need to make her suffering stop.

She didn't speak, she didn't need to. He understood the look in her eyes perfectly. Still, to answer his kind question, she gently shook her head no, deciding to keep it honest.

"It's alright. You're alright....." He whispered, offering his words as consolation.

Which she appreciated more than anything in that moment.

"Fuck." Gyujin averted his eyes from the girl to the sky once again. "This is suffocating."

Yeorin nodded along his words. He was absolutely right. This was suffocating for all three of them.