Department Store

@Takenaka Bou Looking at one guard she asked if it would be okay and checked the time. Turning her head she smiled and nodded. "I suppose I can ride with you, just until we get you where you need to go. Getting into the stretched car, as her bodyguards followed, she sat daintily and looked over. "My apologies, I haven't introduced myself. My name is Taylor. Teyana Taylor. I run most of the fashion circuit here in Seoul. And you're Bou, correct? Where can I take you?" Reaching into her cleavage, she gripped a tiny zipper and ped her dress, releasing her bust from such constriction, and revealing a truly distinct tattoo.

@Teyana Taylor Bou didn't thank her even though he felt thankful, he wasn't used to saying things like that. Instead he just bit down a smile and rubbed at his teary eyes, all the while clinging to the now slightly flustered bodyguard like a koala. Bou's heart was still thumping like mad, making him shiver. "Ah-" He showed some reluctance tried to remove him and set him down in the car, but finally, with a glance at Teyana, he gave in and curled up in a side of the car. His eyes widened when she said she would walk and crawled across the seats to the open car door. "...Wait!" Bou blinked rapidly and tried to calm his heart. "Join me, I'll be okay. I-I think my problem is only with Asian women...?" He sounded unsure. How could he not be. To date the only non-Asian woman he knew was Teyana.

@Takenaka Bou Stepping to the side, she let the bodyguard carrying the tiny male fall into step with her and the rest of her guard. Looking over at him, she bowed her head in a small nod, and continued on her way, keeping her head forward. "I hope you're alright, little one. I didn't want anything to happen to you, and I know how you feel about women. It must've been complicated for you to need help, and have it offered, but not be able to accept it." Walking outside of the mall she stood on the curb, and with a small wave of her hand instructed the bodyguard to put the small man into the car. "Take him wherever he needs to go. If he needs food, clothes, anything at all on the way, send me the bill. I'll walk if that's a safe enough alternative. If anything happens to him, it's your head." Winking at Bou with a small smile, she turned and began her walk.

@Teyana Taylor Bou was not in a good place when a man showed up and started shielding him from those around him. He could barely breathe and his vision had been reduced to a blurry sea of tears. With trembling hands he grabbed a hold of the bodyguard, his grip surprisingly strong given his stature. The man helped him to his feet and helped him out of the circle. Bou, however, could barely walk and his legs repeatedly threatened to give in, forcing the man to hold him so that Bou did not collapse on the floor. Despite his state the Japanese noticed a woman in elaborate dress looking at him. It was Teyana! He had known her for several years now, through the family, and for some reason his fear of women did not extend to her... at least not as strongly. Perhaps it was because the women who had driven him to such intense fear were of Asian descent, while Teyana obviously wasn't. Bou wondered if she knew that. He didn't mind being around her, because she seemed to be very thoughtful of his issues. She was nice and other than her, Bou did not know a lot of people in Seoul. Well, he knew Minpha, but he made him nervous. After gaining some distance from the crowd, Bou peeked at Teyana with a shy, thankful smile. He was still grabbing onto her bodyguard as if for dear life. The Japanese was never shy, never timid, never... thankful, except when it came to what he feared. The noisy, spoiled, trigger-happy princess of tantrums was reduced to a trembling calf.

@Takenaka Bou her*

@Takenaka Bou Teyana went out to visit a boutique she had interest in managing. The shopping mall wasn't a great one and although she wasn't really interested in buying another boutique, for fear of having a monopoly and drawing suspicion to her underground empire. Walking through the mall, surrounded by bodyguards whilst in one of her finest ballgowns, she made her way through, smiling at all of the little boys and girls that were interested in her dressing. Going into the shoppe, it took her no longer than 5 minutes to seal the deal and find her exit. On her way out, she turned her head to see a very familiar face. She knew of his fear of women and didn't approach him herself, and instead directed one of her own bodyguards to help out. Nodding once, the guards adjusted formation around her and directed him out.

@Teyana Taylor *corner of a hall of the department store

@Teyana Taylor Bou was not a good person. He wasn't. He was brought up being taught that one always had to climb to the top and the way to do it was to step on others. There was no guilt, no shame, no sadness or bad dreams when he had someone killed simply because he was upset about something. It's not that he was a psychopath, it's just that no one had ever told him he should feel bad about it. Anyways, the point is, many many innocent people had gotten hurt or died directly or indirectly because of Bou. He was not a good person. Did he deserve what was happening now? Probably. Due to certain... events in the past Bou has developed a rather severe case of gynophobia. Usually, he was protected in the arms of one of his bodyguards - who sort of functioned as nannies as well - but today he had wondered off on his own, they hadn't noticed and now here he was. Cowering in a corner of the pall, trembling and tears rolling down his cheeks but not making a sound, arms protectively covering his head as he curled up into a ball. Around him were a group of concerned shoppers, mostly females who were just trying to help... but it really wasn't helping. Bou was quite small and quite delicately built - like his half-brother actually, it seemed to run in the family - and curling up into a ball didn't exactly make one look larger. They had mistaken him for a lost child, although he did look a bit too old to be one, but who knew. Maybe he was mentally ill. Now that, that was accurate. Bou wasn't insane, he was 'just terrified of women'.

@Xingye Even if he didn't seem like the bright, cheery type, Godfrey often didn't things that surprised people. Though, if it's anything he could help, he did these things without their knowing. For weeks, he'd been buying flowers here and taking them to the rooms of various patients early in the morning. Namely the ones with few, to no visitors, but perhaps a few others as well. Being alone in this cruel world was something Godfrey knew all to well. Maybe if others were aloud that kind of happiness, they would do something with their lives, just like he did. "I'll take 5 dozen of the white roses, please." It was late as it usually was when he came in, the sun setting and reminding him the work day had come to an end as well. His tall frame, towered above the man's behind the counter, not by much, but a little and despite his request for flowers, his face did not reflect anything other than the stoic expression it always did. "I'm surprised you can keep up the roses with how much I come in an order them." His body now leans against the counter as pulls out his wallet. "I've been in here quite a bit and I still havent asked your name. I'm Doctor Godfrey Gao.." The man insisted placing the doctor in front of his name as it really seemed to grab the attention of potential suitors, as well as his apparent ideal type... "Gold diggers"

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