One Task

02: Urge

"Kunwoo! You're finally up!" A man greeted Kunwoo, his worried expression met his groggy one. Feeling the soft pillow beneath him, and the bright and cold surrounding got the tall man bewildered. So he start to look around the room, with the sight of multiple medical apparatuses greeting him, and he soon realize that he's in a hospital.

Confusion starts to cloud his mind, but those thoughts froze on their spot when Kunwoo felt a stinging pain in and on multiple parts of his body.

His head was throbbing for no reason at all. He could feel the headache slowly breaking him apart in half, pressuring his brain,

"W-What the?! My body-" He exerted himself to try and get up, but failed miserably due to how his body was aching, "What h-happened...?"

The man next to Kunwoo seemed confused and dumbfounded, "What do you mean 'what happened?' Have you forgotten about the incident?"

Kunwoo could somehow move around his neck, as it got him the opportunity to turn to the guy with an arched brow, "What incident? Why am I in here...?"

The other guy was astounded, his face contorted into a man of 'obviously in the state of shock'. Did Kunwoo really not remember how he got his shit rocked two days ago?

He couldn't imagine how hard the assailant was swinging that it caused Mr Park to not remember the event that played.

Kunwoo was one of the toughest guys in their batch, that's why he was assigned to one of the most successful in the K-pop industry. It's just impossible that he got defeated by a skinny 5'11 crackhead that they somehow managed to detain.

BANG!

Kunwoo snapped his head towards the direction of the source of the gunshot, seeing his colleagues all gathered with a gun pointed at the man standing on top of him.

He couldn't feel the revolver anymore that he was being held from earlier. Kunwoo perceived everything when he saw the one who assaulted him on the ground grunting in pain while gripping his right arm trying to keep the blood from escaping his body.

The weapon his hand was in contact with earlier was yards away from him due to it getting knocked the moment he got shot and shaken from the searing feeling of pain.

"Stay right there!" One demanded, as five men moved slowly to him, gun still pointed incase he do something. The man still have the knife in his left hand, they gotta be careful, "Stay cautious. He still got a knife."

On the other hand, one guy went to check up on the bloodied Kunwoo gasping for stable breathing on the ground, "Kunwoo! Stay with us!"

It's like his own world is spinning despite not taking any alcohol or illegal substances. It's hard to believe that punches and kicks were enough to make him feel like that.

"Y-You guys... received the message and the location, huh..." Kunwoo was dazed and far from the ordeal in front of him. He sees that the assailant was getting held at gunpoint, he didn't even bother sparing a glance at the guy beside checking up on him anymore.

Returning to the brute, he was hearing the men in suits muttering some words he couldn't register because of the substance that he took earlier, "The fuck you speaking nonsense for? ...Speak clearly or I'll kill you."

"D̵̻͉̟̤̜͉̥̱̅̈̇̅̈́̌͝r̸̡̖̥̣̘͆͊̇͊́͜o̴̧̲͈̯͖͍͓͍̔p̶͕͚̠̰̣͖̻͍̰̉̀̿̓̐ ̶̥̘̫̱̪͚̳̻̓̒͋̑͂̋̈́͠t̴̢̗̟͔̙̻͚͉͍̠̔̀͗̇̕h̴̻͎͕́̀̔͘é̸̜͑͛͂̈́͛̃́ ̶̱̟͗̄͋͊̄̀͋̊͆͝k̸̻̥͕̤̜̅̊͒͘̕͠ͅn̵̛͔͔̪̑̌̀́͝͝i̸̗̹̝͚̬̝̾̓͜͜͝f̵͇̪͂̒é̷̹̫̙̃̆̉̂̽͊̀͊̓"