❝ Street ❞

@Yoona Nana took a deep breath and stared up at the nearly starless night sky uneasily. There was a drug deal to take place here and everything was supposed to be perfectly safe. After all, she was dealing with one of the biggest and baddest organized gangs of the city. So why did she feel so worried? Shifting the amount of pressure she put on each leg, she awaited... Yoona? Was that her name? She had dealt with her before, but never really memorized her name or her features. The name produced a faint image of a deer in her head, which didn't quite make sense. Shrugging to herself, Nana resumed staring at the sky. It always fascinated her, the night sky. It was something that she loved to do with her parents, back when she could still love. Humming softly, Nana found herself to be in a strangely happy mood despite the feelings of unease from earlier still lingering. It was such a weird night. Blowing soft puffs of air into the night sky, Nana bundled herself a little tighter as she suppressed a shiver. It was getting a little colder; the drugs better come soon.

@Jaehyo The coat was once again on her head. Jieun knew who this was and turned around. She looked up at him and said,"Yah, you need it more than me!" She crossed her arms across her chest and said,"I am not afraid of you, so please don't try that voice with me." The rain poured even more and Jieun offered,"Here, spend the night at my house. The rain obviously won't end anytime soon. My house is nearby too."

@Lee Jieun Jaehyo was quite surprised as the girl handed his trench coat back. 'Why does she so stubborn...' He thought, somewhat annoyed because she disregarded his ever rare generous deed. When the girl started to walk away,he only gazed at her. Somehow, he knew it that the girl was freezing since the rain was still pouring hard, yet a girl like her strolled without using anything. "Troublesome..." Jaehyo mumbled under his breath. The assassin then decided to follow the girl from behind. Shortly, it was not hard to catch her because of his long strides. He plopped his trench coat over her head to cover it. "You do not need to give it back to me. Just take it." He stated with his usual stern tone, so that she would listen to him.

@Jaehyo She puffed her cheeks. She ran up to him once again, handing back his jacket. She draped it across his shoulder and said,"Still. I don't even know where to give it back, so I might as well hand it back." "Here, I'll be fine without it," Jieun said,"Thanks once again." She turned around started to walk home. The pouring rain did not stop as she walked. She shivered as the wind blew. "I will be home and pretend this situation never happened," she mumbled to herself.

@Lee Jieun The assassin’s stride stopped in instance when he noticed the girl from before was approaching him and later thanking him for his deed. Looking at her for a while with the same cold and distant looks, he then averted his attention. “Whatever. Just take it, I will not get sick just because of the rain.” Jaehyo retorted back in nonchalant manner. After all, it was true though about his statement just now. He had experienced a lot of near death situations, so, just a thunderstorm like this would not affect him a bit. Ignoring the girl once more, the assassin started to make his way again then with hands tucked into his pants’ pockets.

[[ I'm really sorry this's so short T~T ]]

@Jaehyo Jieun shut her eyes as the group continued to harrass her. Although she could shout for help all she want, no one could come to her rescue. "Please. Someone help," she whimpered. Before she knew it, a katana was slapped on the back of the same guy who pinned her to the eyes.

She quickly opened her eyes to see the same guys harrassing her is getting their taste of revenge. Being scared of both blood and violence, she shut her eyes once again and tried her best to block out the sounds of groans and screams. The rain continued to downpour, pouring all over Jieun and wetting her clothes. Jieun finally opened her eyes as she hear a long silence after the last painful.

She opened her eyes to see the dead bodies of her harrasser. She looked up at the man who helped. She noticed he has a bloody hand. Before Jieun could even thank him, he threw his coat to her and left. She covered herself with his coat and ran up to him. "I don't know you, but I would like to thank you," she said in a quiet tone,"But don't you need your jacket? I don't want you to get sick."

@Lee Jieun It turned that those people were playing around someone, a female in particular after Jaehyo studied about the crowd not just far from his place. He could hear the agonizing pleas from the female so that those men would stop and left her alone, but just like any , they would not let go of their prey. “Trash…” The assassin mumbled quietly. He just could not help but felt disgusted about and inappropriate harassment toward women. It was true that he also often playing around with women, strippers and hookers to be exact, yet he had never forced nor hurt them as those rapists did. Moreover, although he was a cold hearted and cruel assassin, laying his hands on women as if to hurt them, he thought it would make him far lower than trash.

Jaehyo took off his trench coat, showing a katana with black steel strapped on his back. Taking the katana on, the assassin then approaching them without making any noises. He moved just like shadow, swift yet quiet. Standing right behind one of those men, he swung his katana on his back and in instance, the man was screaming in pain before fell down to the ground. “W-Who the are you?!” His friend shouted at him, their expression told an utter fear as they saw a mysterious figure just killed one of their comrades with a katana. They even did not realize his arrival. Jaehyo was just being mute as he gazed darkly at them. Just like a bolt, the assassin then started to strike them one by one without giving them any chances to fight back. Screams full of suffer could be heard from the dark alleyway before shortly became quiet. Those men were lying lifelessly on the ground with blood bathing their bodies. Jaehyo only stared coldly at them before put his katana back.

The pair of his obsidian orbs then caught the figure of the female from before on the corner of the alleyway. The assassin gazed at her with blank, cold stare. He then took his trench coat and threw it at the girl, silently ordering her to cover her already drenched body. He did not mind though to walk back into his house without being covered by his trench coat. Weather like this would not kill him after all, that was what he thought. Turned his body around, shortly Jaehyo made his way out from the alleyway, leaving the stranger that unknowingly he just helped.

@Jaehyo Jieun exited out of the small café, feeling pretty exhausted. She performed multiples songs and the audience wanted a few encore tours. Looking up at the dark sky, it was going to rain soon. Knowing a shortcut home, she walked across though the dark alley. She continued to walk until a bunch of guys started to follow her in the dark alley. Her heart beat started to race as she nervously walked. Suddenly, one of the bigger guys grabbed her arm. She widened her eyes and finally spoke, “W-w-what are you doing?”

The group laughed and said,“Just having fun.” One of them d her cheek and Jieun flinched from his touch. “Please don’t touch me,” she said cautiously. She continued to be nervous, while the group smirked at each other. “But the fun just started,” a man said. He suddenly pinned her against the wall. Jieun couldn’t continue anymore and scream, “Help! Help! Please someone help me!” The group continued to smirk as the heavy blocked out the sound.

Another man grabbed her shirt and ripped it open. Jieun started to cry as the heavy rain poured. “Please! Someone help!” she cried for help as the men continued to harass her.

@Lee Jieun Dark clouds were hanging on the pitch black of night sky, clouding the moon ‘till it could not be seen anymore. Thunders were roaring every now and then, together with the lightning that flashing once a while and the heavy rain that pouring hard onto the earth making the situation like there was a rampaging beast behind those dark clouds. The people who usually were still hustling on every streets of Seoul chose to reside inside the warm places like café, restaurant, bar, or already back to their houses. The usual busy and crowded street was almost empty and surprisingly quiet, only the sounds from the rampaging Mother Nature could be heard.

Yet in this such situation, a dark figure of young man who only covered by his already drenched black trench coat was striding coolly under the heavy rain. The hood of his coat, only showing his nose and his already pale lips, covered his head. Each times he exhaled, smoke was let out from his nostrils, indicated that the bone-freezing temperature affected his body. However, Jaehyo did not flinch even a bit and kept strolling calmly. He just got his payment from the client for his completed task and the upshot of it was satisfying as usual. He had decided to walk to his house since he wanted to enjoy the raging weather, which he found beautiful and made his mind at ease. He did not care that his body was in the edge of freezing because he thought he was still able to do so.

Then, something caught his interest as he just passed by a small alleyway. There were people crowding on the end of the alleyway like and although their voice were vague because of the heavy rain, but Jaehyo could still hear it as he walked closer to observe what was happening there. He also could hear a faint voice of someone calling for help and the crowding people were laughing mendaciously as they were mocking at the person. The assassin actually just wanted to walk away and did not meddle with those people’s business, yet he somehow intrigued. The latter finally chose to observe on them first, he leaned back to the wall with arms folded on his chest, his obsidian orbs examined ahead.

@Woobin Bora and her gang were walking the streets. Its was really late, but Bora had some business she had to take of. She and her boys all plastered smirks on their faces as they left an abandoned building. They had all just finished 'taking care' of some crew that decided they could just mosey on down through their territory. Everyone knew that they shouldn't mess with Bora, but of course there are always those wannabe tough guys that decide to go head to head with her, which always winds up the same way, failure. Bora walked through the alleyways, her gang following her like puppy dogs, when they all heard a loud noise. "Was that a car engine or something?" Someone behind her asked. Bora didn't reply and just followed where the sound came from. Her eyes spotted a blood red Lamborghini and a man under the hood in front of her. She sauntered over to him, telling the others to stay put. Without saying anything, Bora stood behind the man and crossed her arms, waiting for him to notice her.

Woobin rode quietly on his way to his last race of the night in his Lamborghini Aventador after a meeting he had with a guest from abroad. It was very quiet on the street, but that didn't surprise him since it was 3 in the morning. Around this time there should be some other races going on, he thought by himself but he didn't want to join one of those right now because the purpose of his meeting back then did not go as planned. He wanted to simply have a peaceful drive, have a few drinks and go home. He pressed down on the accelerator when the car suddenly stopped short, earning a loud groan from the male as his body flew forward against the wheel. “What the hell,” he mumbled as he opened his car door in confusion; why had his precious car broken down in such a bad time? He was in no mood to deal with this crap right now. Standing tall in his completely black suit, with the exception of his white button-up shirt, he lowered his sunglasses slightly and frowned at the sight of the inside of his car’s hood; this was more complex than he had thought. He grumbled in annoyance as he began to work to fix this issue.