It was late at night and Chanyeol was cleaning the clinic when suddenly someone barged in.

"I'm sorry, but we're. . ." Chanyeol's words trailed off as he caught sight of the man leaning on the doorframe.

"Just. . . let me take a little rest." The man said weakly, he clucthed at his side and Chanyeol could see the blood flowing down from the man's hand to the the clinic's floor.

when Chanyeol was about to say something, the man lost his strength and slided down to the floor. Chanyeol's eyes widened and he rushed to his side and lifted the man with difficulty.

"Let's take care of your wound first. . ."

Later did Chanyeol knew, The man was a very dangerous man.

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I know I barely updated my other fanfic, but I really couldn't hold it any longer. I'm absolutely fall for Krisyeol and want to write something . . . angst(?)

So, please bear with me and my slow update because I barely had enough time to sleep thanks to my college and my side job.