Lee Seunghyun doesn’t really consider himself a ‘pretty boy’. He wasn’t the most popular boy in their high school, wasn’t even once branded as the ‘best looking guy’ in their class (that goes to that quiet and mysterious boy named Jiyong), and though he was friendly with everyone he met, the opposite gender seemed to see him as just that, a friendly guy that you could approach if you have a problem. 

He never had a girlfriend because of that. 

Oh well, it wasn’t as if he’s straight anyway, so problem solved, I guess?

Anyway, the bottom line is, he shouldn’t found himself cornered by some drunkyards at the corner alleyway, with them hitting on him and asking for ual stuff. He shouldn’t find himself panicking over a situation that should’ve impossible because he was never that attractive–

He shuddered as he felt someone grab his and he instinctually flinched, as if someone poured cold water under his shirt. 

The men seemed to enjoy his reaction because they all shared a laugh. Seunghyun’s eyes traveled to each of the four guys who are all looking at him like he’s a freshly cooked lobster ready for devouring. 

He swallowed and looked at the very narrow point of escape he saw at the center of the two men. But the men seemed to know what he’s thinking because they all drew closer, like moths flying near the lightbulb. 

This lightbulb was close to panicking.

He tried to control his breathing and the rapid beating of his heart to no avail. As a last resort, he opened his mouth to yell for help, but the guy nearest to him immediately put a hand over his to shut him up. The man leaned in, his hot and nasty breath invadi