BULLETPROOF 1: Kim Namjoon

Prologue

Trigger warning: Physical abuse and cuss words!!! ⚠️

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"Yah! Get your hands off me, you dog faced shi--"

I shouted at the top of my lungs, hoping— no, praying— someone would hear me.

But not to self, this isn't some Disney princess story where a knight in shining armor comes to the rescue. Nope, just my luck— a parking lot at a mall, no crown, and no escape.

"Aish, will you shut up? Just return me my pack of cigarettes!" the guy growled to my face, his spit landing on my cheek.

"I already told you! I don't smoke! Why the fuck would I steal your damn cigarettes when I CAN buy a whole boxes of it!" I growled back of course

"And serous dude? You're yelling at me when your breath smells like a sewer? Take a mint, or better yet, brush your teeth!" I snapped, gagging as I covered my nose.

He didn't appreciate my sarcasm.

His grip on my arm tightened, and he pressed me against the wall with one hand, the other holding a knife to my neck. My heels were killing me,

—Damn strapped heels which is so hard to take off!

I glared at him. "All this over a pack of cigarettes? Are you for real?! I can buy you a new one!"

His eyes darkened, and suddenly threw the knife to the ground. Relief? Nope. Instead, he wrapped both hands around my neck and started choking me.

I struggled, kicking him hard in the shin. "Let. Me. Go!" 

He barely flinched. My panic set in as my vision blurred, my knees weakening.

"H-help..." I whispered. 

"P-please, help me" I repeated as I close my eyes with a tear flowing on my face

This dude is high!

"Seriously? Murdering someone over a pack of cigarettes?" Someone said in the distance with a calm voice

Standing a few feet away was a guy who looked... out of place

A guy wearing white shirt, a cream brown cardigan, black framed glasses— he looked like he belonged in a library, not in the middle of a crime scene.

I managed to look at him even though my vision is blurry. I whispered to him to help me and begged with my eyes.

"It's none of your business! Get out of here if you don't want to die" he said as he return his gaze to me and continue to choke me.

This bitch can't see how much I'm struggling to breath and not even knocking this dude off. I knew this man couldn't save me.

Whoever you are, please!

He grinned slightly. "You're quite aware that public places like here has plenty of CCTVs around, right?" He said calmly as he puts his hands in his pocket

The boy's hand around my neck started to loosen as he realized what the guy said, glancing around.

Damn pack of cigarettes which I didn't even stole!