"she loves everybody, can't you tell by the signs?"

When he took another man’s life he was just 19 years old. Looking back now, he could honestly say he felt immense peer pressure to go through with the murder. He felt like he would be seen as a weak punk if he lets another man get over on him.  He was a drug dealer already when he first murdered someone, and he felt he had a reputation to uphold. He could see all this now, but at the time he could see none of this. Just now he had realized that he was in a very bad place in life.  He felt worthless and unworthy of love, so in return he had placed little value on his life or on the life of anyone else. All of these feelings made him feel so powerless in life, so he lashed out.

His lashing out costs another human his life. so he is ashamed to admit it, but at the time he felt a great weight was lifted off his shoulders when he pulled the trigger. All of those thoughts were running in his head along with the other blabbing around randomly. ❝ Just shut up for a minute, okay? ❞ Jay hissed. He found it hard to concentrate on what he needed to do next. Ah yes! Of course! Cover his tracks. He knelt down only to put the gun he had used in the hands of the murdered male. He quickly got back on his feet, removing the invisible gloves he had used to hide his fingerprints. ❝ You can’t just keep quiet, can you? ❞ he spoke amused as he finally looked up at the guy. ❝ You ramble too much, which indicates that you are far too nervous than what you should be. ❞ Ji Yong frowned. ❝ And if you keep rambling we are gonna get caught for sure. ❞ He pointed out sarcastically. The rain kept pouring on top of them, making Jay point to the black bus that was parked on the street in front of them. ❝ Shit! ❞ he groaned when he heard sirens approaching from a far. 

Sangwoo clamped his lips shut, shaking his head. "Sorry, sorry.." He let out a shaky breath, clenching his fists at his side. "Well, you can't blame me you know? Not everyday I see..I see um.." He trailed off and gagged a little, having to turn his head away from the body. He could see the blood pooling on the ground. What was this guys deal? Why wouldn't he just run? Why was he sticking around, did this guy mean something to him? A friend maybe? If i just killed someone, the second it was done I'd be out of here, Sangwoo thought to himself. However, that's probably how most guys get caught. This guy? He was clearly thinking it all through.

Woo followed the males point and saw the black van. "Is that yours..?" He asked right before he heard the loud sirens. "O-oh god..okay, I gotta get out of here, I was never here, I saw nothing okay? You have my word, I-I won't tell anyone," Sangwoo said warily as he slowly stepped backwards. Truthfully, he was scared to make any sudden movements that might set the guy off. What if he tried to shoot him? He couldn't trust him. "I'm just..gonna go okay?"

Ji Yong was a name known by many people, he was leading a famous gang around, dealing with drugs and any offers including killing. He could do that with a flick of his hand without even blinking. Therefore few actually knew how he looked like. He usually had people doing the dirty work for him, but feeling betrayed by them usually did not lead to anything good. Everyone knew that betraying him means losing their life. He was rarely considering the option to let someone live after a betrayal. In rare occasions, only if they were doing the rest of the work properly, he was willing to forgive. But he always remembered even tough he had forgiven, he never forgot.

This was no different situation than the other he previously had. The guy tried backstabbing him with a knife and had plans on revealing him to the police. There was no way Jay could allow that. He felt the urge to simply get rid of him rather than spending the rest of his life in jail. And since his gang was on another mission, he had to deal with it himself.

His plan worked out perfectly as always. They were in one of the blocks with dead end, trapping the guy there, Jay pointed a gun towards the head of the other guy. Cocking his head to one side, he spoke. ❝ You from all knew best that betraying me will cost your life. ❞ He snapped with a sarcastic smile. The same explanations always followed and he was tired of them. Without even listening to them this time he pulled the trigger, watching the other fall down on the ground in front of him.

That’s when he heard someone approaching, running towards their direction. He quickly put on his hood, covering his face. He was lucky that outside was far too dark and the rain had already soaked his clothes, making his hair drop on his face. Jay turned to face the person approaching, pointing the gun at him. ❝ Do you value your life kid? ❞ he asked with a grin.

It was easy to say that Sangwoo was terrified; however he wasn't the kind to start screaming and plead for mercy. His feet were practically cemented to the ground, unable to run, unable to move at all. His hands at his sides shook slightly but he tried his best to remain calm and not move. He had a feeling one wrong movement, could end up being his last. "A-ah, of course I do! T-that's why I was just asking..if you'd like me to get a hospital for him..? But I mean, pff, if it's not needed that's fine. The guy deserved it, right..?" He spoke carefully, trying to...earn a sort of trust? To show this guy - with the gun in his hand - that he wasn't a threat. If he couldn't convince him of that, Woo knew he'd be like the guy on the ground right now.

"I'm sorry if I startled you with my running, I thought there was a fight going on. I wasn't sure what was happening, but I guess I got my nose in the wrong business, didn't I..? That's my mistake sir, I apologise for interrupting." He rambled a little, laughing awkwardly. "A-and not that you don't know already, you clearly are the boss of thigns here, but I'm sure someone heard the gun shot you know..? You should get going. Sticking around here is a bad idea." Sangwoo attempted to convince the male to leave. "I mean, I know you don't need my advice, I'm sure you know that, right..? I can tell you value your own life, that must've been why you..you know." He explained; swallowing thickly. He was panicking inside his head, it was a struggle to keep the panic silent. He had an urge, a wish to scream and cry out, but with his hair standing up on end all over his body was what he focused on to stay quiet. That gun in that guys hand was very real. Not a toy.

Jaekyung just started this. She was nervous, very nervous, but she was told that in this industry one shouldn’t be so easy to get stomp down by others. They at least needs to have the confidence in it. She arrived early, getting herself styled for today’s concept. But of course because she was just a newbie, she needed to wait for hours for the main model to get finished and done the first sessions of the photo shoot.

Sitting on the couch in the corner, she waited until she was called in. From the time she arrived until she was called it took her almost 4 hours. She was getting tired and upset, but of course she couldn’t give that attitude.

Stepping into the area of the shoot she could see that the other model was somehow was not in the good mood. “Uh hello sunbaenim, my name is Kim Jaekyung! Please take good care of me~” she bowed to him. 

When Sangwoo was told he had another whole session to do with another model, he let out a heavy sigh. "Fine. I wasn't informed about that before hand, I have a tight schedule so next time, ensure my manager is aware. For now, you're lucky I'm not busy until tonights party." He let out a sigh and looked up in time to see the female make her way over towards him.

The smile never left from Jackson’s face as the other agreed to hang out with him. This is what he needed again, human interaction and to make new friends since he had been spending too much time on his own. He reached over and picked at the fries, “I’m glad we met, too. I almost decided not to come out tonight. How boring that would have been.”

Sangwoo had just finished up a late night photoshoot for some fancy magazine that he never read, and honestly, he was annoyed with it. The same routine, day in, day out. Usually he’d have a limo drive him home, but today, he decided to change it up and walk home. He strolled down the deathly silent street, walking along the pathway with his suit bag draped over his shoulder. It was almost therapeutic; the soft sound of his heels clicking against the ground with each step, some bird in the distance cheeping softly. Slightly eerie, but nice.  I don't know if it's an upgrade from my cozy limo, but definitely soothing, he thought to himself. Perhaps he should walk more often?

Jackson grinned, leaning back in his chair slightly in excitement, “Oh, man that sounds like a plan. If e need more fries, I’ll get the second round!” Jackson rotated in his chair a little to look at the other beside him a little better, “Listen, I don’t know if you ave any plans afterwards or whatever, but do you wanna hang out?”

His eyes moved to the rest of the crowd so they didn’t feel left out but he still glanced over to the shy guy. He was trying to play it cool now which was kind of charming. Hanbin saw his smile and returned the gesture. Everyone else was too drunk to notice or care. Plus it was all in good fun nothing serious. As the end of the song came close he focused on finishing out strong. Hanbin knew he couldn’t match the ad-libs at the end but he could push his range to imitate it. A crack in his voice said otherwise causing him and the audience to laugh then cheer for him. The young man bowed slightly then went right to the table of the shy guy and took a seat. “Enjoy the show or was it me,” he asked with a confident smile.

Minhyuk was still watching the male intently as he ordered himself another drink; he’d tried to distract himself by drinking, but simply found himself drinking whilst watching. When his new drink arrived the male’s voice had cracked, earning a laugh from the crowd. Minhyuk just let out a cheer and his friends beside him laughed and mocked him. “Oh shut up,” He told them, continuing to drink his drink. When the song finally finished, Minhyuk clapped happily for him. He was about to turn to his friends and talk about how he’d never seen someone more attractive when he actually saw the male SIT BESIDE HIM. 

Jackson leaned in as the other whispered to him, but he couldn’t help but let out a small laugh afterwards. “Sorry, I don’t think I’ve ever been asked the orientation of the fries here before. But I’m pretty sure they have curly fries. It’s one of the main reasons why I come here. They’re so hard to find.”