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Hanmi felt relieved after seeing Jackson. She didn't have a valid reason why she felt safer now that the boy was here in front of her, but she felt the need to thank him from prying off the strangely attractive red haired male, Mark. Her heart started to calm down now, and she stopped clenching her trembling fists together so she could pull a loose strange of raven colored hair out of her eyes.

Mark let out another deep round of chuckles, and pat the girls head.

"You know I didn't mean no harm. What kind of guy do you think I am, Jackie?" He turned his back around and winked playfully at Jackson; a scowl evident on the latter's face.

"Dude, I told you not to call me that." He growled under his breath, and pushed the red haired male out of the way, and stood in front of the oblivious girl.

"How the hell did you find this place? You don't belong to a club like this, girl." He looked down at Hanmi with a serious expression, making the girl flinch just for a second.

Honestly, Hanmi didn't know how she ended up finding a secret club. She had no intentions of creating any more drama for herself today than she already had, and the girl had a feeling that she got herself into deep trouble. She bit down on her lower lip harshly, and tugged at the hem of her shirt with a loud sigh.

"I don't know, I just wanted some coffee. W-Why are you here, Jackson?" She stuttered, and for a moment she wish she hadn't.

The male seemed to have brushed off the question, and scratched the back of his neck with a smirk.

"So, you wanted some coffee?" He laughed under his breath and shook his head, giving some type of signal to Mark. Mark seemed to have caught the drift, and placed his hand yet again on the crook of Hanmi's neck.

"Well, since you're already here, you might as well enjoy yourself before the day ends. Promise me, once you've stepped into this place, you'll be coming back day after day. Especially around us, we keep the girls coming." He elaborated on the last word, and leaned forward to whisper it in the girls ear; Hanmi turning red instantly.

Everything seemed too much for Hanmi. Here she was, in a place that she had no rights to be, and to make it worse, she was invited to stay even longer. It made her want to go home, and just forget that she ever found this place, but somewhere deep inside her; she might just want to stay and discover more.

"I don't think I should stay here." She spoke with a soft voice as Mark dragged her to the other side of the dance floor.

Mark shook his head, and placed his hand on the girls head, patting it gently with caresses.

"Now, now. It'll be alright. Loosen up a bit. You should feel lucky that me and good ole' Jackie is letting you stay here. You even get the opportunity to meet the guys. What a lucky little girl you are." He had a tinge of cockiness hidden behind that angelic face of his, and Hanmi wasn't fooled by the guy.

She hissed under her breath, and glared up at the latter but he didn't seem to notice as he walked her into a dark room with the cheesiest smile on that handsome face of his. He let out a light groan, and shut the door behind him loudly.

Hanmi flinched slightly by the sudden noise, and wrapped her petite arms around herself. The room was covered in different types of neon lights and posters. It reminded Hanmi of a cheap lounge, but she had to conclude that this secret underground club was owned by adolescent boys and they probably didn't have the money or time to decorate.

"Yo, ers! We've got a special guest. Jackie told us not to scare her, so atleast try not to alright?" He chuckled loudly, and dodged a flying fist from behind him, making Hanmi gasp by the sudden presence.

"God damnit, I told you not to call me that. Who do you think you are?" Jackson seemed to have entered the room without Hanmi even noticing, and she raised an eyebrow.

"My name is Mark Tuan, that's who I think I am." He shot Jackson the bird, and flew himself on one of the couches in the room.

Hanmi let out an exhuasted sigh and rubbed her eyes. She had a feeling that Mark was a rather hard one to deal with, but something told her that was just an act. She stopped rubbing her eyes, and her pupils finally started to focus on the figure in front of her. She backed up just a bit once noticing that it was another male.

"What are you, and why are you wearing a school uniform?" He asked straightforwardly.

Hanmi scrunched up her nose, and felt herself become nervous by the pressure. He had a leader-type force, and she couldn't deny that he looked very dangerous. 

"M-My name is Hanmi, sir. And, I was just walking home from school but I wanted to get some coffee, but then I saw that-" She was cut short.

"I don't care. You're young, you look innocent as , so you might as well just take your back home because even though I don't care what happens to you, I don't want any trouble to happen in my club because of a girl like you." He pat her head just like Mark did, and she felt gape open for the second time today.

"Hey, leader JB's softening up to the girl, how cute." Mark shouted from across the room, lending himself a harsh smack across his head by Jackson.

Hanmi couldn't believe that this man belittled her. How could one person say that she was allowed to come back any time she wanted, but then another one told her to leave this place and never return? It all confused her, and she was tempted to just smack this guy across the face and get the hell out of here. She actually wished she just went home to her parents for once in her life.

Hanmi was beginning to turn around and head out of the room, but she stopped once two other figures entered the room with huge grins on their faces. She cursed mentally, and almost stomped her feet on the ground in annoyance but she decided not too cause a childish scene in front of these guys. They'd probably kick her out for real.

"Dude, the ladies want us to do our dance routine one more time before we shut the place down for the night. Come on, JB, just one more time because Jiyeon said that she'd give me and Youngjae hea-" The dark haired male shut himself up once noticing a girl in his presence, the other male beside him tilting his head to the side.

"I don't think you're allowed back here, sweet heart. I mean, I don't mind, but that gorilla right beside you might not." The one that talked went in front of her and stuck his tongue out to JB.

"Jackson and Mark let me in here." Hanmi's voice almost sounded robotic, that's how fed up she felt.

Both Jackson and Mark stiffened and let out nervous chuckles, so they stood up once feeling the fierce glare from their scary leader.

"She's from my school, and she found us. Why can't she stay?" Jackson shrugged his shoulders and looked over at his leader. Hanmi actually felt like smiling after he stood up for her, and she almost wanted to stick out her tongue towards JB also.

He hissed under his breath and waved his hand in the air, moving towards the door.

"Whatever, do as you please. I'm not frolicking with the girl." And so he left.

Hanmi stared at his back with a displeased glare. The room went silent after their leader left the room as he re-entered the club where the music was louder. The only sound that could be heard was the bass, and quiet chuckles from one of the boys'.

"Anyway, my name's Junior, and this kid right here is Yoogyeom. He's only sixteen so don't get any thoughts, alright?" He waved his fingers towards her, and smirked.

She leaned back a bit, and scratched the back of her head.

"Uh, I'm sixteen too, and I didn't have any thoughts." She replied monotonously, blinking up at him with tired eyes.

The boy, whose name was Yoogyeom, smiled tenderly at Hanmi; which shocked her considering that all the other guys were either cocky, or downright hated her.

"Hi. It's nice too meet you. Sorry about JB, he's usually like that at first, but if you soften him up a bit, he'll become putty in your hands. He has a thing for younger chicks, don't ask me why."

"O-Okay? U-Um.." She didn't know what to reply to that somewhat nice, somewhat persuasive comment.

"Where the hell is Youngjae and BamBam?" Mark asked to no one in particular, and Hanmi almost laughed as she noticed that he was doing some type of weird stretch with the lounge table.

Junior decided to speak up, and he pulled back Mark's leg like it was just a normal thing to do. 

"Youngjae left with, uh, I think Sora. BamBam, you know him. He's probably eating candy and petting his pet teddy bear. Innocent little bastard." He tched under his breath.

Mark let out a roaring laugh, and kicked down his leg, and pat Junior's shoulder brotherly. He ran a couple of fingers through his thick hair, and Hanmi couldn't help but to glance at his attractive bed; red golden perfection-like of hair.

"Oh, BamBam. If only he was here. Poor little always gets picked on by his hyungs because JB decided to make him his favorite just cause he up. He's a cunning little bastard. Girls fall to his feet. Well, and me of course." He smirked at the last part, and stared straight at Hanmi with sparkling eyes.

"Oh, sorry we forgot about you for a second. I can take you home, if you'd like too. I promise I won't try to, like, you or anything." He actually sounded serious for once, and Hanmi was starting to think about the offer.

Jackson rolled his eyes, and walked past Hanmi before he pat her on the shoulder.

"It's fine, Mark isn't as bad as he seems. He might seem stupid, retarded, and cocky, but he's not the one you should be afraid of." He looked down at her, and Hanmi could've sworn that she saw him smile before he left.

She stared at the door for god knows how long until she felt two arms fall under her skirt, and she let out a petrified scream and swung her left arm out to the person who decided to do that.

Instead, those two arms decided to pick her up and hold her against his chest with a cheesy smirk, and raised eyebrows. He even had the decency to hold onto the skirt part, and not her bare legs.

"Woah there, girlie. Just decided that I wanted to carry you out of this place. No need to start fighting with me now, I might just have to take you down." He grinned mischieviously, and gave a peace sign back at Junior and Yoogyeom.

"See you later, gonna take this little girl outside." He bit down on his lower lip and eye smiled. 

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Hanmi never thought that she'd experience so much embarrasment in her life until Mark seriously carried her out of the room, and across the club. She had tried to converse with him as he carried her out, as she noticed the stares and glares that people gave her. She was so embarrased that she even went as far as hitting the back of his head, and making pleas. But, Mark rather found that even more funny, and decided to piss her off and do a cartwheel while she was still in his arms. How didn't Hami die because of that? She had no clue herself, the boy was a freak.

She eventually made him put her down once they reached outside, and the male even asked her for her phone number, but she responded back that she didn't have a phone.

But, she was lying. She seriously did have a phone. She just didn't trust the guy, and didn't want the man blowing up her phone and for her parents to make assumptions.

She walked home alone in the dark this time, and fatigue eventually started to kick in as she passed her tenth block. She had wished that she gotten her drivers license already, but she was already jammed packed with homework and other things that she didn't have enough time for more crap to stress her out.

She let out a long sigh, and the wind blew her hair left and right. She looked up at the darkening sky, and marveled at the orange beautiful clouds that covered the sky. She had always loved the beauty of nature, so she smiled at the scene.

Hanmi was to preocuppied by looking up that she didn't even notice that a harsh force pushed her down, and made herself fall backwards on the hard cement.

She felt the air be knocked out of her, and she coughed loudly in pain.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry! , you should've looked where you were walking, jesus! Damn, I just got this new scooter-thing, and it goes a little bit faster than I thought.." He mumbled to himself, and looked down at the girl with wide eyes.

"Ay, are you alright? Where do you hurt at? Do you need to go to the hospital?" The stranger had a rather soft voice, but still kind of masculine. The questions were overbearing to Hanmi, and she took out her hand, and pushed the nameless stranger out of the way as she got up slowly.

"I'm perfectly fine, really. I just want to go home. No need to apologize." She grouchingly said, and smoothed off dirt and rocks from her school uniform.

The nameless stranger went up to her, and placed his hand on her forearm. Hanmi could notice that the male was fairly lean, and a bit shorter than most, but still a bit taller than her by many centimeters. He pressed his lips together, and shook his head.

"By all means, if you're hurting, please tell me. I don't like hurting girls." His voice was soft like a chime, and Hanmi couldn't help but look up into the strangers eyes, and tilt her head to the side.

"What's your name?" She questioned him, her eyes gazing into his curiously.

The male let out a cute laugh, and his teeth almost glowed because they were so white.

"Honestly, my real name is way too long, but everybody just calls me BamBam. What's yours?"

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A(N): And the award for longest ing chapter ever goes to..... *drum roll* me! Like, woah. I didn't know that I was going to cram so much into one chapter, guys, but all the comments that I got motivated me so much that I just wanted to give you guys something better :) I hope it didn't , OTL. I'd like to thank all the subscribers that I have recieved so far, and I'd also like to give double thanks to the people who posted comments. Comments make my day, and they honestly make me even more motivated to write better and longer chapters ;) So, I'm looking forward to some feedback. You guys are awesome, and I love you ♥ Have a wonderful night!