The high school of Arts in Seoul was in danger, the alarm told them that the fire was settled in the building. Her bangs flew away when she began to run, she was late, enough late to ran like she was in a marathon. She takes the door knob, she falls in the exit of the university. The shiny alley was totally wonderful, she found the brightness of the sun more bright than a smile. She gave up on her run when she caught a tall man running towards her, a gun in his hand. She looks terrified, she places herself in the corner. Hiding her body from nonsense, she blinked a few times and her hands began to shake, they were petite. She reminded herself sooner when she heard some mans shout that she have to get out of this alive. 

- Shoot him already! He's useless! 

He shouts.

- I can't Chanyeol!

She hears cries, she takes a hand in and shook her hands helplessly. She turns her head, trying to look at them. She gasped when one of the man the one who was running caught her eyes. She turned her head, hiding herself, some tears flowed on her pale cheeks. She wiped them with her finger, they were long and thin. Fingers of pianist, he thought. 

She eyed at her left where she was earlier, next to her, when she was ready to go out a idea popped in her mind. She takes a deep breath and ran away in the opposite direction. 

- Her full name is Son Eary, she's a student at Seoul arts university. She don't have siblings neither relatives. We don't know much about her, she doesn't have friends. 

He nodded and sat quietly next to him. Thinking seriously, he chuckled and told him.

- Take me to this university, she's going to have a little visit. 

To be continued...