#**paras

never mind the star just dumping stuff + connections

The chiming of his cell phone was what stopped the barrage of hits to the punching bag in the schools fitness center. Taking one of his gloves off the shigofumi made his way over to his phone to make sure it wasn’t Haven calling to say goodnight or Junhyung looking for him. What he found instead were messages from an unknown number and with confusion riddling his face he read over them trying to figure out if perhaps the person had the wrong number. He was quite convinced this was the case until one last text messages beeped through and the nickname there sent his mind spiraling as he gripped his phone. Brown eyes turned steely as he glanced over his shoulder and around the room now paranoid that he wasn’t alone.

[Text] How did you get this number? [Text] What do you want?

Sending the messages off the Yoseob quickly gathered his gym bag and items readying himself to head to the house. Suddenly he didn’t feel as safe as he thought being on the campus. Not anymore.

[Text] You cut me. I was expecting a bit more excitement after this long silence between us two.  [Text] Do you think its so hard to find a phone number my dear? And what makes you think I want anything? Perhaps I just missed the company of my oldest and dearest companion!