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@song joongki ( north ) After laying for some minute on the stranger's body, Cheolyong shifted away a little so he was laying beside him. With one hand and one leg draped on the stranger's body, he let his brain shut down on him and just closed his eyes vulnerably.

@bang mir ( east ) Joongki felt himself grunt, as the other landed on him. He felt the weight from the other, yet nothing made him open his eyes. He was too tired, it felt as if his eyes were glued close, and will never open. Having the unfamiliar guy laying on top of him, he felt the warmth between both of their bodies. It was weird, yet the lad liked it.

@song joongki ( north ) Without warning Cheolyong fall on the other, his breath short and painful, his eyes unseeing. The poor bloke only lay there, on the male-with-no-name's body, secretly enjoying the warmth that radiates from the other. Closing his eyes, he tries to block the pain and the headache that shoot through his brain as his eyes were refusing to see anything but black.

@bang mir ( east ) Joongki lost his energy. The weak fella laid there, helpless, staring at the other guy in hate. His eyes were only half open, not because of the black, swollen eye he has, but because of weakness. He wanted to lay there, and just sleep without waking up to further pain. The lad continued staring at the guy above him, panting for the last time, before closing his eyes.

@song joongki ( north ) Cheolyong groaned and pinned the other's hands with his. Straddling the bloke's waist he glared down with so much effort as his eyes were starting to giving out on him. "You're a ing loser." he taunted, wishing the other would just give in so he could just go home and rest or just simply lay there and rest.

@bang mir ( east ) Joongki grunted, as he found himself on the floor again. The lad panted, and gasped for air, before shoving the other guy without looking. He struggled himself onto top, before throwing random and fast punches towards the other. Obviously, he missed many punches. Squinting his eyes, he felt his hands getting numb.

Not to mention that the weather was as cold as ice, it made his condition worst. His bloody hand stated throbbing, the coldness of the weather, numb his hand even more, to the fact that he couldn't even feel his hand.

@song joongki ( north ) Cheolyong eyes widened as the other stood up. He was tired, he wanted to rest, his head hurts and the he could taste the blood in his own mouth. He just wanted to ran away but he knew he wouldnt be able to run fast.

He was so confused of what happened until he saw the other raised his fist. Thinking quick, he crouched down to dodge the attack and tackled the other into the ground.

@bang mir ( east ) Glaring at the lad in front of him, Joongki's anger rose. Joongki slowly stood up, before keeping is glare at the guy. "I'm not giving up, until one of us dies. And of course, it will not be me," Joongki snickered, acting conceited in front of the other.

His head hurt, badly, ever since he was kicked in the shin, Joongki had fell onto the floor of the forest, only to receive drip of bloods, trailing down from the side of his forehead. The corner of his lips were busted, his eye was black, it looked as if both of them were just possessed.

As soon as Joongki got on his two feet, he could feel himself rocking back and forth lightly, yet it didn't stop him. In almost every fight he got into, he won them all. He won't walk away from this fight, and definitely not walking away sulking in anger and depression.

Before any other action, Joongki let out a grunt, before raising his fist, aiming at the guy's left cheek. "Die, ."

@song joongki ( north ) To say that he was tired would be a lie, Cheolyong was beat tired. His lungs were burning, his heart was pounding hard, his eyes were swollen and his brain wouldn't help him think straight.

Standing up, he saw the dude from other district which god only knows where dazing away a little. With a small smirk adorning his face, he kicked the other shin with the right strength, just so very right to get the other down and writhes under his foot and not strong enough to break the bone.

"Giving up already?" he asked in his usual soft drawling voice, his brown eyes were bright from trying to fight the pain his head gave him and his lips were chapped dry. He was very glad that his voice didnt gave out on him too

@bang mir ( east ) Panting, the lad glanced behind him, only to find himself making his aching back hurt even more. Joongki curled his hands into a fist again, and ran towards the eastern citizen. The fight had started just a while ago, yet it was very tense. Too tense, that it made Joongki forget about how they got into a fight in the first place.

Running towards the other, Joongki rose his fist again. Time has stopped, as all the memories passed through his mind. His first time getting into a fight when he was in third grade, then until the one know. He felt no guiltiness, what-so-ever. He didn't care, Joongki was so rich, he could bail himself out of trouble, as much as he wants. He clearly did not give a .

Snapping back to reality, Joongki found himself on the floor, oddly. Tired, the lad stared up at the tall, yet young guy. He didn't know who he was, all he knew that it was the guy he had just fought. Obviously, Joongki did not like him already.