The Wolf and the Beauty

TWATB #7

The man in black stared as a boy hovered over another who looked shorter and a little weak. "Please let me go," he cried pitifully as he bit his lips. He continued to watch as the bigger one hit the boy. And from what he heard, he made it out that the smaller one had refused to give him his lunch money.

"What are you looking at, you little shit?" the bigger one cursed at the other student who weakly lifted his injured arm and pointed behind him. The two boys gulped at the man in black. "Is he bothering you?" he husked out almost inaudible,  sending shivers down their spines.

The smaller looked up at his assailant who was glaring holes through his head. If I tell him, I'm dead, thought the boy and sealed his lips shut before shaking his head as a no biting his lips. The man in black looked up deterring the assailant who was trying to look strong in front of him. 

The man in black smirked behind the mask before swiping the blade at the assailant's arm just like he had done to the smaller one. The man in black had memorized everything he did and did the same to him. 

The smaller boy watched as the man in black killed the other student in front of his eyes. He wanted to cry out loud but something in him told him he was as safe as he could ever be. The man in black bludgeoned the boy to death before averting his eyes to the smaller. 

He flinched when the man in black tore a piece of his uniform and wrapped it around his bleeding arm, "Get out of here and I hope you know what I can do to you if I wanted to." The wounded boy scrambled to his feet and took his bag. 

"Thank you," he uttered almost close to tearing up, "that was the first time anyone's ever stood up for me." The man in black gave a small nod before moving his eyes to the corpse to do what he always did. 

It was a day later when almost the whole country went wild over the event which had happened. The boy who was saved by the man in black had gone to the press and said something extremely unexpected. 

The boy thanked the Sagittarius Killer, he along with his family. "If he had not been there, my son could have been beaten to death," said the mother as she teared up and stroked her son's hair. "We can never thank him enough," said the father as he bowed at the crowd. 

"What was he like?" 

"Did you see his face?"

"Did he threaten to kill you?"

The boy shook his head, "He helped me. If it were not for him, I would probably be dead in the woods. I could only see his eyes, they looked warm when he helped me with the wounds." The boy continued to hold the banner for all to see, "THANK YOU FOR SAVING ME!"

Meanwhile, Chanyeol sipped on his mug of coffee as he read the headlines in the paper. Setting down the mug and the paper, he stared at himself in the mirror in his room. Psychopaths cannot smile, Park Chanyeol, he thought before playing some random video to see if he could smile unlike how he always faked his smile. 

None of the videos he played even made him smile. But one did, a video of Baekhyun singing a few nights ago when they could not sleep. He caressed the screen as if touching the male's face through the screen. 

A knock on his door pulled him out of his thoughts. He turned off his phone before going to his door. Once confirming the person through the screen, he opened the door. "Oh, my God!" Baekhyun walked in with a dramatic gasp as he showed the paper in his hands, "Please tell me you read the newspaper."

Chanyeol chuckled, "The Sagittarius Killer is actually a good guy, Yeol. Can you believe it?" The officer shook his head, "Maybe, he's just acting." The writer smacked his head with the rolled-up newspaper, "Shut up!"