Living in a big town, it was socially unacceptable to wear anything other than Hollister, Abercrombie, and other catalog clothes. Being different was....not welcome. Sticking out was your specialty. You dressed in your own style clothing and you always fixed your hair and makeup to the style of your choosing. Ridicule was a part of your normal everyday life. Walking down the streets you were used to eyes being on you. You were popularly unpopular: a title you were proud of. At least, until you moved to Pusan south Korea. You've heard stories your whole life about this place. The creepy stories of people going missing, people being found dead, even once you heard a story about a young girl who went missing and showed up months later with crazy stories about creatures who lured her in. Creatures with fangs and seductive eyes that could pull in the most stubborn of people. Well now, it was your turn to experience these stories. To find a reality in what you've dreamt of since child hood. It was your turn to fit in. At least....so you thought.
"it's nice to finally have a girl in this town to draw out my interest" he said with a slight hiss as his fingers grazed over the unconscious teenage girls white skin. Her hair was long and thick, it was curled and complimented her doll like facial features.
Jiyong stared at the feminine figure that lay on the cold earth beneath him as he let his hand glide along her body. Her skin was smooth like silk, the kind of silk that his sisters clothes were usually crafted from.
Without hesitation he bent down over the limp body as he lifted it into his arms. "mmmm" he moaned out quietly as he took a a deep breath of her scent. "she smells delightful, don't you think seunghyun?" he asked as his nose touched the girls neck gently.
"just set her up against the wall jiyong we have no time to let your emotions get in the way, we have to bounce before we are seen with this girl by you know who" seunghyun said as he pulled his leather jacket straight and pushed the sleeves up to his elbows.
Jiyong reluctantly sat the small figure against the building as he reached up and eyed the neck less around her neck. With one swift tug he ripped the silver chain from her neck that held a small heart pendent. "this is for my memory" he said as he leaned in and kissed her lips gently.
Although unconscious, her lips were still warm and soft. A memory I'll never let myself forget~ Jiyong thought to himself as he stood to leave. With one last look over his shoulder at the girl, he hopped on his motorcycle and started off into the night.
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