Letting out a sharp gasp, Areum felt a pair of hands grip at her shoulders, throwing her easily against the hard brick wall with painful force. Crying out, she screwed her eyes shut, as a shoot of agony ran down her spine. Eyes snapping open, her pupils adjusted to the faces, her sight blury.
     "What do you want?"
Younghoon and Jihoon's lips curled into antagonising smirks, and immediately they took a step away.
     "You," Jihoon breathed, "but...not in that way. Not yet, anyway. You see, our boss wants to speak with you - he says you're useful...says you know things that other people don't."
Looking off, Areum's breath became faster, her heart racing. Kkangpae?
     "I don't know who your boss is--"
     "A very dangerous man," Younghoon said sharply, "it wouldn't be wise to deny him."
     "I really don't know anything special---"
     "He thinks otherwise."