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  Yes, it was raining like hell.   No, you weren’t planning to be like those typical girls who allowed her to cry herself during this type of bad weather. You were stronger than that, that you were sure. You were not sad; you weren’t even depressed Kai had said what he said to you.    Instead, you were furious.   You were as angry as a bull on a murder rampage. Your whole body was shaking with anger. *STUPID. KAI. DOESN’T SEE MY EFFORTS! WHAT IF I DID CHOOSE DAEHYUN? HUH? WHAT YOU GOING TO DO? AT ME SOME MORE? GODDAMNIT!* You cursed angrily in your mind. You were soaked from head to toe but you could care less.    You had hopped on a bus, and went onto the other side of town. You had gone where your legs took you. Truthfully speaking, you were in dire of need of a stress reliever.    You were still fuming by the time you got off the bus. You stood in front of the bar. *Damn, it’s been awhile. DRINK MY SORROWS BECAUSE OF YOU KAI. YOU DOUCHE.* Your hands were clenched together so tightly when you opened the door to Supersonic. You had swung it so hard that the door sounded like it was going to break.   It was still early, and the bar was still empty. You paid no heed to the few customers that lingered around and sat yourself at the very front of the bar.    The bartender turned around and you recognized him instantly. He went by the name of Eunhyuk, and he was always the one who served you. He was a cool guy, with a big toothy grin. He never asks for your I.D and you were more than grateful. However, today you were wearing your high school uniform and he noticed it right away.    “Hello pretty lady, haven’t seen you in awhile.” Eunhyuk noted as he dried the martini glass.    You crossed your arms and shrugged. Not in the best of mood to talk, Eunhyuk could tell. You’ve been here numerous of times, and though he knew you were underaged, he couldn’t help but empathize with you. *Just another one of those delinquents without a parents care, I suppose.*    You looked through the menu for a second before pushing it back to him. “Been busy. Can I get an order of gin and tonic. Wait, actually can I get eight orders of that?”     “Woah, someone’s in a terrible mood today I bet.” Eunhyuk mused, preparing your shots.   You clenched your hands while scowling. “You have no idea.”    While your mind flickered back and forth between how to deal with things when you get back home, Eunhyuk aligned your shots together and slid them towards you one by one skilfully. He provided a small bowl of nuts without charge and told you to enjoy. *Oh, I'm allergic...* Maybe if you pretended to pick at it, Eunhyuk would think you ate some. You didn't want to offend his courteous gesture.   As you sulked while throwing the shots down your throat without a protest, a group of boys came striding in. Eunhyuk glanced up at them for a moment and then silently sighed. *Damn. Them again. It’s the fourth day in a row since they’ve been here!*    They made their way to their usual pool table when one of them stopped. He glanced at the familiar back of a girl who was sitting all alone by the bar. *Hmmm.*   Zico backtracked in his steps until he stood near the door. From that angle, he could easily tell who it was. It was that brave girl who took on Miyung and Jaehyo the other day.    “Hyung!” P.O called.   “I think I’m going to order a drink. Want anything?” Zico asked.    “Water is fine with me!” Taeil said. “A Budweiser is good for me.” Kyung said as he set up the balls on the table.   “Everything.” U-Kwon beamed. Zico scoffed and held out a credit card that said U-Kwon’s name on it. “Just a reminder, the tabs on you.”    U-Kwon’s face fell. B-Bomb, Kyung and P.O cracked up. Taeil patted his dongsaengs shoulder.    Zico casually made his way to the bar. He leaned his long arm on the sleek wooden counter, with a smile on his face as he eyed the menu. From the corner of his eyes, he saw you chugging the shots down like no tomorrow.    *Hearty appetite I see.* Zico smirked.   “May I take your order?” Eunhyuk asked.    Zico smoothly replied with all of the boys orders, and made sure to add as much things to the list of orders so Eunhyuk could take his sweet time.    Eunhyuk forced a smile and then turned around with a scowl. *They always order more than they could bargain for. Punks!*    By now the alcohol had made its way into your system, and you hoped to God you would get home safely. Unconsciously, you were grumbling Kai’s name angrily under your breath as your mind replayed back to all the events today.    “You know I heard once you start talking by yourself, it’s a sign that you’re simply crazy.” Zico said.    You turned rigid. *Is he talking to me?*    “Yeah, I mean you.” The husky voice replied as if he read your mind.   You raised your eyebrows and turned to the figure. Instantly, your eyes widened in shock and you froze. *SHOOT. IT’S THE LEADER OF BLOCK B.* Behind were a squabbling group of boys and you knew it was them. Your eyes scanned around.   “If you’re looking for Jaehyo and Miyung, they’re not here.” Zico said. He hopped onto the stool and sat a few seats away from you.   You relaxed. *It’s best I ignore him.* You turned around and finished your last shot. The alcohol burned your throat and the warmth felt nice as it spread against your chest.    *Huh. Did I give her too much credit last time? Seems as if she’s mute now.* He noticed that water droplets were dripping down to the floor. *Why is she so wet? It looked as if she had just gotten out of a bad fight.*    You grew irritated with the way he was eyeing you. You turned your head and met eyes with him. He bravely looked back, a smirk on his face. “What are you looking at you?” You drunkenly slurred.    *Impressive.* Zico thought. “Where are your boytoys today? I remember you were surrounded by them the other day.”    You sneered at him. “You’re listening to Miyung’s words well aren’t you?” You snapped, though your eyes were lowered as you traced circles on the wooden counters. “Well it doesn’t matter anyways. We don’t know each other and you can think whatever you like. Even if the words are spoken from out of that rat’s mouth.”   A smile formed on Zico’s lips. *Yeah, she’s totally drunk.*    “You have beef with Miyung or something?” Zico asked curiously.    It was refreshing talking like this. He has not met anyone with as much immense hatred for Miyung as he did; it was like meeting a long lost friend.     You scoffed. “Isn’t it obvious enough from the last meeting when she attempted to be the ‘baddest ’ in Seoul city with her lame lines?” You scoffed.   Instead of being offended by how you were speaking to him, Zico found himself chuckling in amusement. He cocked his head and his eyes twin