Menagerie
@obsluhan
Wonho felt strangely out of place here, surrounded by bright lights and scantily clad dancers. Heavenâs Gate was alien, and yet.... He wasnât sure where he was even meant to go, or who he was meant to talk to. Apparently the club was hiring for various positions, and he needed a job desperately, but at the same time. He shifted from one foot to the other, awkwardly out of place among all the patrons. Â He needed a job, but could he really become a performer in a place like this? The thought of it brought back memories he didnât care to think of.
As he was turning to leave, a dancer caught his eye. The dancer was thin with dark hair and could almost be described as waif like. But what really caught Wonhoâs interest was the man edging closer to the stage. His interest in the dancer was rolling off the man in waves, but it was obvious that the dancer did not return said interest. Wonho couldnât take his eyes off the pair, a  nagging feeling that something was going to happen making him move closer. The manâs hand had slipped into his coat, and Wonhoâs hair stood on end. He moved without thinking, grabbing the manâs arm and yanking it back.
âWhat the fuck are you doing? Get off me you asshole!â The man tried to jerk away, The eyes of every person in the club was on the pair of them now, and Wonho looked up into the eyes of the person in front of him as he pulled away.
âHe uh... Iâm sorry to cause a scene but... he has a weapon in his coat and I just...â
Well, there went his chances of a job at this place.











