Chapter 16

Mir was running his life depended on it. He was struggling to breathe when “that person” was chasing him – who he was, he doesn’t want to know but why was he chasing him he wants to know. He was still running the path in front of him was endless.

“Come here!”

The voice said, it was somewhat familiar, but he could not remember a face with that kind of voice.

“Come back, don’t leave, I need you!” The voice spoke again, sending shivers down his spine. Mir didn’t stop for a second from running, his eyes scanning his surroundings he was in a long dark hallways and every turn will lead it to an endless path- he couldn’t escape. Mir’s legs were lobby; he couldn’t run anymore his need for oxygen is more important than the man chasing him.

“Please stop!” Mir pleads as soon as he stumbled upon his feet, he looked at the floor – eyes already wet. The unknown man that chased him, stopped right behind the trembling male. “Please don’t hurt me.”

“Look at me.” The man said, Mir didn’t have the courage to look at him. “I thought I said to LOOK AT ME!” The unknown male screamed making Mir flinch.

The moment Mir looked up to see, he saw the man pointing a knife at him – his breath stopped. The owner of this voice was…

Mir woke up from his nightmare, sweat dripping from his forehead as he looked around the room. It was probably around four in the afternoon as he could hear his mom watching TV. His attention was on his phone right next to his pillow, vibrating silently. He picked it up without looking at the ID.

“Oh Hello, Cheolyong…”

“Zico… Zico I need to tell you something!” Zelo yelled as he run through the hallways of the big building just to get to his hyung. Zico was someone Zelo could trust always, he was his hyung after all, and he was his only true friend besides his boyfriend – who is actually Zico’s brother Jongup, the smiling angel.

“Zelo I heard you clearly from the first time and be quiet everyone is looking at us.” The older male said as he continued to walk; a sigh escaped his lips. They walked past some students to go to the room where Zico always stays.

As soon as they both entered with Zelo trailing like a lost bunny after his hyung, they settled on one of the comfortable chairs and looked at each other. Zelo and Zico may have been friends since Zelo was ten years old but starting a conversation was a little harder for both of them.

“I need to have these papers done due tomorrow, so you can tell me what you wanted to say earlier.” Zico said with a soft voice as his fingers were playing with the undone papers.

Zelo didn’t say anything – he couldn’t, his voice is somewhere else. He knew he shouldn’t have attracted attention towards them since Zico is a part time school counselor and he doesn’t like all eyes on him except when the real counselor tells him to be alone with a student. He may look fierce, but he is just a fluffy student with a deep voice.

Zelo thinks that Zico could be a famous rapped someday and he kind of reminds him of Mr. Bbang. The way they dress with simple black jeans and a shirt tightly wrapped around their