⇥ playing the devil. || weak hero.

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"the people in the building have been dealt with." is the first thing aera tells you when he calls, humming a nonchalant tune.

"hope you didn't kill them. don't think donald na would appreciate them." you jokingly say, getting up from the bench to walk towards the quiet building.

you've taken a quick cab to the building, having been too lazy to run over.

the driver didn't appreciate that, and you did feel bad, so you gave him a generous tip—with a sour face. you liked your money after all.

opening the door and stepping over the unconscious bodies, you make your way towards the rooftop, worried about gray and whoever way have been with him.

thump thump thump !

you hear loud footsteps and immediately, you know it's ben. he reaches you, breathing heavy and panicked. "( y/n )!? what are you doing here? did you knock those guys out?" he questions all at once, panting in between words as sweat drips from his chin.

if it weren't for the serious situation at hand, you'd call him addictingly hot.

"if you don't remember, i commanded a union." is all you say before you hurriedly jog up the stairs, the sight of the door relieving you.

you turn the nob and grit your teeth with irritate. you turn it as hard as you can until it breaks from the door itself opens.

the nob comes loose and detaches from the door, you gawk at it in surprise, not expecting to actually break the thing.

you're met with a bloody sight, eunjang students laying on the floor, blood and bruises on their bodies, some passed out and some shaking in fear.

"big ben...( y/n ).." eugene mutters, glasses no longer sitting on his nose and blood pouring out of his mouth and nose.

the sight snaps a string within you as you recall the worried expression on eugene's aunt once more, tears on the verge of her eyes and her voice a begging tone.

you laugh, surprising the ganghak students and pissing them off at the same time.

"peek-a-boo, bitches." you grin widely, throwing the heavy metal of a nob towards an orange haired student, breaking his nose, "bullseye!" you laugh humourlessly, rushing to grab his hair and smashing his head against your raised knee.

ben springs into action, punching the other opponents and knocking them out for you. through single punches alone, they fall on the ground, eyes rolled to the back of their heads.

you drop the orange haired student and sprint towards eugene gale and rowan im, checking on their wounds and let a sigh of relief leave your lips when their wounds aren't too deep to leave scars.

you turn towards ben, who's carrying an unconscious and deeply bruised and wounded gray, and to top all that off, he was unconscious and barely breathing. you frown and furrow your eyebrows in worry.

then from beneath their feet, there lies the familiar purple haired student you saw the previous day, also heavily wounded and unconscious, you'd assume that was all gray's doing.

you shake your head and help eugene and rowan stand, wrapping their arms around your shoulder. "let's get to the hospital. your wounds aren't exactly the best." you state, making sure they could comfortably walk with the assistance.

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𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥

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