Shaaaa shaaaa shaaaa.

Loud sounds of rain poured in Seoul, thick droplets that fall every millisecond clouded the air making it hard to see the path ahead. But despite of this, people swarm the whole city like ants not even bothered about the storm. Each busily heading to work for the fear of being scolded and be fired by their own bosses.

Yup, just a normal day in Seoul.

In the pavement in front of a certain ice cream shop, a hooded man can be seen lying beside a garbage box all dusty and bloodied. To add to the drama the man was all wet and shivering in coldness. He was tired and weak but his pride won’t let him ask for any help. And knowing him, he will never ask for help even if he dies that instance.

People kept looking and glancing at him every now and then. Maybe from the curiosity to why the man is lying on the streets in the middle of a thundering storm. Some pities him, some thought that he is insane, a lunatic, or worst an exhibitionist but not even one thought of helping him, not one spared a thorough glanced to see that he was injured and needs to be cared for immediately. For them, it was only an amusement in the eye.

Typical people in Seoul, yep.

Not that he cares anyway. He would do the same if he saw someone lying in the streets, injured and lifeless. He may even smirk and tell off the person to just die. Yes, he is that heartless and freezing cold inside, just like how he is feeling outside at the moment and maybe even more so.

“Ack.” He shut his eyes feeling the pain on the side of his ribcage worsen. He was stabbed badly. A curse under his breath lessened the pain. That mother*cker… attacking me behind my back and even bringing some of his dogs! Sh*t!

He clutched his shirt just down on the ribcage feeling the burning pain and leaving him catching for air. If I see him again, I will snap his neck for sure… I’ll slit your throat.

“…” He growled feeling the stinging sensation throughout his body. He looked at his hand that was gripping the shirt. His eyes widen seeing that much blood was bathing on his hand.

Too much blood was lost already. Just let me die…

His eyelids were already giving up and ready to fall off when sound of chimes was heard. “I’ll be off then! Thanks for today!” A voice overtook his system. An urge to look at the owner of the voice ran through him so with an exhausted body he still forced himself to turn his head.

Never did he think that whatever he decided, he will regret. His impulsiveness was always right. And this time all he wants is to look behind his back just to gaze at that being who spoke.

But this, this is the first time in his messed up life that he regretted his impulsive actions…

….because the one tall boy standing behind him has just captured his heart that he thought was forever lost.

Beautiful....

"Hey, are you alright!?" 

His worried expression is even lovelier.

Okay okay. I know that I have other seungdoong fics to update but.... I can't help it. I want something fresh T_T

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