JR's POV

 

"Jonghyun-ah! You can go now, your shift is over. Good work!" I feel a firm hand patting my shoulder.

 

"Thanks. Have fun working hyung." I say teasingly to the older boy. Together with him, I work part time in a clothing shop. Okay, that

might sound weird now. But I have to live from doing something, too, don't I? And it's pretty fun, a nice change from the street fights

and shop lifting. Of course no one knows about this here, or else they'd never have hired me. Apart that I really like cool clothes, but I

can't afford them. I'm a good advisor though. And I get a lot of attention (especially from girls) which only benefits the store. But today

I'm glad that my shift is finally over, I lack motivation lately. Whenever I work, it sneaks into my thoughts. The fact that the money I'm

working for won't be spent for myself. Since I get depressed thinking of it, I stop. I wave at Sumi, she's working behind the counter, and

leave. Putting on my headphones, I try to blind out my surroundings, walking at a fast pace. People pass by, and I only make them out

as blurry figures, just like I want right now.

 

Until I spot another figure. I saw this guy before. He is surrounded by three guys, those kind of guys that try to pick up girls and use

force if they don't want to. Those kind of s that would definitely put something in a girls drink to get her, because no one would

want one of them.  Without thinking, I hurry to help the boy out of there.

 

"Yah, what the hell are you doing?!"

 

 

Ren's POV

 

 

I am quite sure those three guys were talking to me. At first I didn't mind, but their voices got steadily louder and angrier, so maybe I

should. Guys like them normally let me off sooner or later, mostly upon realizing that I'm weird. But those guys seriously thought I hurt

their pride. Well, if you want to go out with a guy, go ahead. I'm sure they don't want to. They don't want as much as they don't intend

to go 'drink a coffee' or 'grab something to bite'. What they want is more like 'get undressed and let me touch you'. I play with the

thought of just going with them, just to let them realize that I'm not a 'pretty girl' and see their shocked expressions. I'd just vanish after

that. But I'm not that careless.

 

"You better come with us now!" One of the guys says, threatening me. "If you do, we won't hurt you." I raise my head and look him

straight into the eyes, for the first time now. He can't withstand my glare, but he won't back away either, as I hoped. One tries to grab

my arm, but I flinch away.

 

"This little - What's up with that girl?!" He raises his hand as if about to slap me - but he doesn't. A familiar black and white mixes with

the alerting red surrounding the strangers and eventually covers it in white.

 

"Yah, what are you doing?!" It's the first time I hear his voice. It's deep but soft, and a bit ominous. Still sitting on the ground, I observe

the happenings with emotionless expression. To me, it doesn't really mean anything that he's trying to help me, because I don't feel like

I deserve help at all.

 

"Who the hell are you?!" The guy whose wrist had been grabbed before exclaimed, his evil red aura slowly turns into a fearful,

purple one. Though he tries hard to hide it, he is irritated because of the stranger suddenly interrupting. Normally, people

would pass without moving a finger.

 

"Her boyfriend, obviously. Problem with that?" The men exchanges a meaningful glance with his comrades, and they nodded in

agreement.

 

"Oh really?" The guys say, chuckling.

 

"Then just off!" As they attempt to hit him, the stranger reacts surprisingly fast. None of their hits land, instead he leaves

them wondering and - grabs my hand. Oh dear god no, he grabbed my hand. I was careless. I feel him pulling me up, but my

mind already goes blank. Eventually, my legs stumble after him, then everything goes black for a second.

 

 

 

The boy is crying. He crouches down onto the ground while hot yet silent tears fall down his face. It's dark around him, but the room

doesn't seem big. Some noises can be heard from the room next to him. Then it's silent again. Suddenly a face. It's a woman, she's

crying as well.

 

"It's okay, Jonghyun-ah." She says.

 

"Everything's alright."

 

 

 

And then I'm running again. I can see the slightly reddish brown hair in front of me, and the hand holding mine tightly. I want to free

myself, but I don't have the strength to do so. I'm still dizzy. So I let the stranger take over the lead. No worries. I know his intentions are

good.

 

 

 

JR's POV:

 

 

While we are running, I keep summoning the picture of the boy's face on my mind. It lacked every emotion and I have no idea

what he was thinking about. Wasn't he scared? It somehow seemed like he wasn't even present. Even though I find it strange,

I'm unusually interested in him. Maybe that's why I stepped in in the first place. I glance behind me to see if they are still following

us, but I can't see them, so I'm relieved. The boy has lowered his head, staring at the ground rushing by under our feet.

Wouldn't it be normal to at least have said something up until now? Not like I wanted to hear a 'thank you' but at least anything -

so that I could hear his voice. I wonder what it is like. Is it as high as a girls, just like his appearance is so much that of a female?

I can't wait to find out.

 

I slow down and quickly let go of his hand, which gains me a questioning (and maybe a bit confused) glance. At least he's

looking at me now. Still I have no idea what his deep black eyes want to tell me. We stop completely now. I scratch my head, no

idea what to say now.

 

"Uh, well I'm sorry for calling you my girlfriend. I know you're a guy, but..." Gosh this sounded so lame, why can't I come up with

something better? Instead of an answer, I got another stare. it makes me feel uncomfortable, he examines me so shamelessly.

 

"Well, you looked like you were in trouble, and I had to help..." Still no word that leave the boys plump lips.

 

"Ah, I'm just glad you're alright." Silence. And then, an unexpected:

 

"Thanks."  So different than what I had imagined. His voice is clearly that of a boys.

 

"No problem at all..." Aish, why does that boy make me so nervous? I can't even think straight. If the boys saw me like that...

 

"So where do you live? I could accompany you home."  I go one, afraid that he might leave if I don't. I don't want him to leave and

see him never again. And that wouldn't be impossible in a big city such as Seoul. The boy seems to think, then he answers:

 

"I have no such thing." His voice sounds untouched, but his eyes flutter for a moment.

 

"How can somebody not have a home? Even I have one!" The last sentence slips out of me before I see it coming. Now it looks

like I'm making fun of him. It's really not my intention. Luckily, the boy doesn't seem to misunderstand, he nods carefully.

 

"But doesn't it bother you?"  His big eyes focus on me yet again.

 

"No. Why should it."  I have nothing else to say, though my brain is working at full speed. The boy turns and starts to run away

when I intend to grab him again, but he foresees it and avoids my touch, so I use my voice to make him stop.

 

"Wait! Uh, please tell me your name before you leave." I mumble, the situation is embarrassing. Why am I even running after a

guy? I like girls, dammit.

 

"It's Ren." His words are nothing but a whisper, yet I understand perfectly fine. Ren, you officially caught my interest.

 

"I'll be seeing you then!" I shout after him, not too sure if he heard or not, but I see him shake his head in disbelief.

 

 

 

Ren's POV

 

 

I leave without asking for his name. Somehow I regret it now. I still can't figure out his secret.

 

I'll be seeing you then!

 

Nevertheless, his words manage to create a small smile on my lips.

 

 

 

 

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finally~

From now one they'll get closer.  Ah~

I'm sorry for all the POV changes, but I HAD to. ♥