⤬ STREETS.

@Kang Seulgi (Sorry for the really really late reply ^^" /bows to you/)

L.Joe had just finished work and had a long annoying day just wanting to get home and relaxed for the rest of the day for once, he didn't want to be 'l.joe' or anything else for that matter. L.joe let out a sigh after he changed back jnto hid own clothes and headed out the bar and put his hands in his pockets not sure what to do with himself after he left, he hummed slightly as he walked before stopping near an ally way since he thought he said someone there. That's when he relived there was some kind there he was just going to walk on but it didn't seem right to see someone there, he had always walked down here and there was definitely something off. L.joe walked into the ally the closer he got the more he relived that there was blood, a frown showed on his face as he kneeled beside her looking around before looking back at her not sure what to say and frowned slightly.

@Kim Soo Yoon It was an out of ordinary day for Hyuna. She was on her way to perform in a street performance while she was on her way to her studio so that she could start teaching her students how to dance, but she had a prior arrangement to take care of first. And that was her dance performance. She saw this as a way to advertise her studio and bring in more students.

Stepping out she bowed her head to the audience before letting the music flow through her. Shifting her body to the beat of the music, she hit every note with her body. It was almost like her body was being control by the music. She reminded herself to keep focus as she heard the crowd cheering her on and eventually she finished and lifted her head back up to the crowd with a smile and bowed once again as people cheered her name and some of her students were going while. She hopped off the stage leaning against it as she caught her breath talking with everyone that came to see her

@Lee Byunghun "." Seulgi cursed under her breath as she ran through a dark alleyway with a bullet wound on her side. By now, her originally white long dress that'd gotten ripped short, was tainted with a striking red color due to the blood that was seeping out through her wound. Just a few minutes ago, she had been with a businessman, her target for her current mission and she'd just put a bullet through his head when out of nowhere, someone else had jumped in and shot a gun at her. Although she'd dodged it, the bullet had pierced through her side, injuring her but not enough to stop her from getting away. She just knew before the night ended, the whole entire country would probably be out looking for 'Im Minyoung', an alias she'd used when she was pretending to be a new worker at his company. Obviously, they'd never find her records anywhere nor would they ever trace it back to her. Sure she'd showed her face to the company but she was sure nobody but the shooter had seen her. Even if they had seen her, all they would've saw was a girl with a white masquerade mask on her face with long brown hair. They would never recognize her.

Seulgi who had been running for several miles by now ripped the mask off her face and dropped into a bin with her free hand pressing onto her side, trying her best to stop the bleeding. With a slight groan, she leaned against a wall and sat down with her back pressed against it. It wasn't the first time she was bleeding that much but it was certainly the first time she was all alone during this sort of moment. Usually, her agency's agents would be there with her to help her but this time, there was nobody and nothing but the occasional footsteps to keep her company. She closed her eyes as she sat there with a pained expression. Anyone who saw her would've probably thought she was just some drunkard sitting on the floor in an alleyway.

"Is this seriously how I'm going to die?" She muttered to herself.

@Kim Hyuna It was a bright, sunny day when Sooyoon decided to walk out from his place. Choosing something really comfortable to wear, he finally stepped out from his place downtown to enjoy the view around the area. Nothing really captured his attention from the beginning until he noticed a crowd and some loud music being played on one of the street there. As his curiosity increased, he let his big steps led him to the crowd. “What’s going on here?” he asked to himself as he also joined the crowd in the very end of the line. He tried to look at the center of attention by tiptoeing but it didn’t help him though he was pretty tall amongst the crowd, but all the stuff that brought by the audience restricted his sight. He had no other choice than to break through the crowd to get better spot to watch the whole thing.

Sooyoon finally able to get the perfect view though it wasn’t in the very front row of the audience, but he still could enjoy everything nicely the event which he realized that it was a street dance event. And at that moment, a dancer appeared in a solo performance that captured his thought. “Who’s she?” he asked to himself as he enjoyed the performance.

@Song Minho Jung Sooyeon is not ignorant even if she believed the saying of 'Ignorant is bliss' is actually true because acknowledging too much of the truth sometimes hurts her deeply. The truth always left her with a wound that later turned into a scar. Acknowledging that her loved ones are already dead. Knowing she is already lone in this cruel world. She does not want any lives to intersect her path. The thought of her being a part of someone's life or to the extent of someone being a part of her life is just too unbearable for her to stand. She was afraid that she would just end up being injured because of the absence. She was afraid that she would depend too much on someone and then wounded when she lose that someone. It is like being stripped out of oxygen, Sooyeon would say. No oxygen, each breath inhaled was just plain pain. She would die slowly. Sooyeon always kept her distance because of this. She was traumatized with either pure friendship or innocent love.

However, there was one thing that she liked - to observe people. The way they talk, they walk, they react and they think. It was an amusement to her and she liked to become a silent spectator for a circus of strangers. Observing people, trying to guess what's on their mind. It was a warm evening; the sky was blue and showed no sign of raining. The wind was calm and sometimes a breeze to cool the atmosphere. She was strolling on a street, taking in the entire image of people walking and being busy with their lives. Her long, wavy chestnut hair was pulled into a messy bun. She wore a mint cardigan and a white t-shirt beneath, paired up with a grey tights and flats - tch, calling herself a fashion stylist Sooyeon decided it would be okay for her to get the simple look for today.

Her dark brown eyes skimmed through the sea of humans, watching them from afar when a figure caught her attention. It was not the way he walks or how he dress up, it was his eyes that Sooyeon could sense the determination in it from quite a distance. Sooyeon halted to stop a bit too early. The man was walking towards her direction with long, accurate steps when he lifted his arm and a shot was heard. A poor old guy - shorter than her - was shot through his abdomens and blacked out. Everyone ducked down and paralyzed with fear, a woman screamed when they saw the sight of an old man lying on the pavement with warm red liquid oozed out of his abdomens. Some was trying to help and call the ambulance. Sooyeon did not react. She knew too well who was the old man - he was a friend of her mother, a politician of some sort whose business could be financially questioned. She had a poker face on as she stared at the hit man.

When they locked gazes, Sooyeon stared coldly, trying to read what on his mind but failed instantly. Her cold stare was responded with a pair of lifeless, dark eyes. Sooyeon turned around when she heard the siren of ambulance and went up to her hair to let her hair loose. She was not afraid of the killer or being hunted by him. Her lips trembled with the sight of too much blood on the scene. Oh, another thing, his cold eyes sent some shiver down her spine but she controlled herself from reacting. She walked swiftly and went into a cafe - one of her favorite places in Seoul. She ordered her favorite tea, settled quietly at her favorite space - by the window, and read the book that she carried in her bag.