I looked around the empty street. Will she come, or will she not?

I was asking myself this question for already half an hour. It was freezing cold, the snow was covering the street and standing outside was not as pleasant as it is always showed in the movies. I started to walk in a circle to move a little bit, covering my face in thick woolen scarf. The scarf from you. Well, at least I wanted to think that it’s from you. Few weeks ago I bumped on you in the shop and you said you liked this scarf and that it would look good on me. I know this was just a code. Two bodyguards that were with you and a boyfriend that was talking on the back with the owner of the store were watching your every step, your every word. When I took the scarf from the shelf, there was a little note from you pinned with a pin.

JiYong hyung were saying that I should stay away from you. He was even threatening me that he’ll kick me out of our group. But I didn’t care. I remember our conversation when he got to know that I’m seeing you

Flashback

“Hey maknae, what's going on with ya. I've never seen you like that before” he came to me when I was cooking in our place and patted my back

“Nothing’s wrong with me, hyung”

“You saw her again today, right?”

“Who?” I felt nervous. I knew what he’s talking about, and I started to wonder how JiYong knew about our meeting

“She’s a part of this gangsta's gang, SeungHyunnie. I worry about you, man” he sat down on the counter next to where I was standing “Cause I know that you are feelin' that you gonna fight for this chick. But you can’t, she’s Zino’s girl. Whole Seoul knows that nobody can’t even touc