#moonsikmi

Another day is done. Another accident causing a life to be taken. She’s starting to regret telling the girls to defend themselves when half of them use that as an excuse for murder. However, it’s Qian’s job at the end of the day to clean up. Which can explain her drinking habits. But, she found a friend due to it.

Every night, on the dot, Qian will walk into the bar, and every night, without fail, he ( @moonsikmi ) will be there, sitting at the counter. It started as bored strangers wasting time socializing, until becoming a daily routine. Their knowledge of one another is limited, especially upon realizing he was an MPD detective. However, some secrets were given out. A mutual understanding of; what is said here, stays here, as Qian once offered him a girl to relieve his sorrow. To no surprise, he declined, but she allowed that free offer to stay on the table.

“Are you hurt?” 

“No.”

“Then why are there bruises all over your face?”

She scoffs at him, glaring at the pavement ahead of them as she lits up the cigarettes held between her fingers. Although he looked like any man who kept well in their mid-thirties, there was something about him that screamed authority. Nymph couldn’t really put a finger on it yet, but he is either an underground ringleader or a murderer with a badge- at this point, she’d take on another gang member. But she can’t be too sure, so she tries to keep to herself. 

“I fell...” over a corpse who was previously her client and decided to play a little too rough with her face. Mom would be furious, especially when they’re told to be careful when taking a client outside the brothel. “... couldn’t catch myself fast enough.”

He sits there again, at the place he now almost has become a casual customer at, the place he now visits way more than before and than he should, the bar. Hyuk did not always come to the bar this often, it was actually rather only lately that he had been visiting the place more. Usually Hyuk would come to the bar every now and then with his friends, now he would come more than often alone. Anybody that knew Hyuk the least probably also knew the reason as to why he came looking pathetic at the bar. The reason was obvious, a major thing had happened in his life, Hyuk had not only lost his job, no he had also lost his sight, he was now blind. 

The fact that he was blind angered him extremely, and he had found many ways to come out with this anger. He went against the ones he once was with, because he blamed them for the incident. He was no longer a friend of the mpd, he was now an enemy. Yes, the male had joined a gang as revenge. All the anger he now had he murdered and slept away, and the sadness? He drank it away, that was why he was here. To look sad and pathetic, because he felt like he had lost everything. And normally the male would be utter alone, only accompanied by his alcohol, but today it seemed like someone greeted him. “Hm?” he let out half-shocked. “Oh… hi!” he then said back