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━︎━︎━︎━︎━︎━︎━︎━︎━︎11 a.m. Thursday morning.
It had officially been 4 days plus the weekend since the boys were suspended from school and grounded by their parents. The days were passing very slowly to the point where they blended together. The boys were starting to be dull and their energy was drained as they couldn't do anything.
Many, though they hate to admit it, wanted to go back to school to conversate with their friends or eat the delicious 5 star meals made by the chefs. They would rather receive detention all week from Mr. Choi and be dumped by 5 pounds of homework rather than stay at home and do nothing all day.
Even the parents of the boys noticed how worn out they were. However, it was their fault for getting suspended and even if they wanted to forgive their children, it was for the best to discipline their child like this.
One child, however, was wandering around the streets with a black hood on and was rushing to get towards a destination. Sure he received plentiful punishments from his parents, but he snuck out of the house when no one was looking.
His mother was busy baking a pie, his father was asleep on the couch while the tv was playing a bad soap opera, and his brother was at school...it was the perfect time for Heo Hyunjoon to escape his personal hell...
He rushes past a group of people who were giving him a suspicious glance. The boy didn't care though. He had to be somewhere and he needed to be there now.
On the night before, the boy received a skeptical text from a random number and he didn't need to be Sherlock to know who it was from...and if they were telling the truth, then he didn't want to be late...
The boy turns a sharp corner and begins running down the street again. Buildings were blurring past him and there were numerous of times where he accidentally bumped into random civilians who were just trying to get on with their day.
Hyunjoon then turns to the right where an entrance of an alleyway begins to show. No, it wasn't the same one as the Cute Boy alleyway, it was a different one...but one he knew all too well...
The boy begins to slowly walk down the dirty path that leads into two directions. One direction led to the back of a pet store where the workers usually smoked during their break time, and the right led to the area Hyunjoon always went to...back when he made bad decisions...
He continues down the right path, kicking a soda can bottle along the way, and squints once he makes it to his location. It was a boxed around area, much like the Cute Boys alleyway, however unlike the Cute Boy alleyway, the ground wasn't split into concrete and dirt. The ground was only dirt and there was a dumpster on the opposite side of Hyunjoon. It was overflowing as the place was abandoned and there wasn't anyone to take out the trash, and there were also boxes surrounding the trash can, sort of creating a U shape.
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