It has been two weeks since Junhong helped the stranger. Two weeks since the other threatened him, a gun in his hand, making him faint. It has been two weeks, and Junhong just felt like he was about to explode. He hasn’t been able to go out, to go to school, to talk like he wanted to with his friends, or even to dance. All his movements were being observed by the elder, and it was driving him crazy.

And even after those two weeks, he still didn’t know the other’s name or nickname, or whatever. He still remember the day he had put all his courage together to ask him his name. The other has just said with no expression on his face to call him ‘Hyung’, because he was obviously older than him. And when he has insisted, the gun pointing at him immediately made him shut up.

But what was driving the most the poor boy crazy, was the fact that he was attracted by the man. The mystery all around the elder, his bad boy attitude, were attracting him, and he just wanted to know just a little bit more about the stranger. But he knew that it was bad, and dangerous. And as strange as it may be, that was what made him want to know him more.

Slightly sighing, Junhong took off his eyes of the drama they were watching on tv, to put them discreetly on the other boy sitting next to him, an expression of concentration on his face. He admired how beautiful and strong at the same time, the oth