I would usually take the short way to work, but instead today my feet lead me towards the long way. I didn't understand why but it did, and being the lazy person I was, I allowed myself to go that exact way even though I knew I would be late. I knew almost every building, every house, every park, store, restaurant, you name it. But what I couldn't tell the difference was quality, every store, every house, every park, (not food, there was no similarity in food), and clothing, I didn't see the purpose in almost everyone trying to over exert themselves and top the other person who was making the same exact thing. For example, what was the purpose of having more then one clothing store, everything in that store served the same purpose, it was to cover us from being , so why have more then one company trying to compete with each other. I'm only saying this because I hate the idea of fighting or 'competing' aganist another company to gain more customers. I sighed I was a peacemaker, any way or form conflict came in I aboely hated it. You could also tell I was completely frustrated when I saw 5 men in black suits apporach a helpless guy. It enraged me to no extent, why would those giants in suits tower over the slightly shorter guy, to take advantage of him? In broad daylight? something was aboely wrong. What made the situation worse was when I realized that the guy they were towering over was Chanyeol's boss, D.O, oh this wasn't happening. I threw down my bag and ran up to them just to grab one of them by the neck and flip them onto there back. Finally having access to him I grabbed D.O by the wrist and started running back the way I came, I picked my bag up swiftly and turned the left corner of the street, I didn't stop running, I also didn't lose my grip on D.O, I made sure to tighten it. After 7 blocks of running I pulled D.O into a familiar looking shop, I dragged D.O with me into the closet and locked the door. I sat on the floor trying to catch my breath... now that I think about it that was a ballsy move I pulled there, what was wrong with me? Looking up I saw D.O staring down at me out of breath. I smiled, I motioned for him to sit down, and he did. Finally breathing normally again I told him to stay here for a second. I walked out the closet to go talk to my friend who owned the shop and told her everything that