Sempiternal || Saeyeong

༄𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝑒𝑛༄

 𝑀𝑦 𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ

  Han Min-Yeo had her foot pinned to Deok-Su's wrist. The one that had been grabbing Jiyeong's ankle just a second ago. "You think you're so tough, huh? Fighting two young girls because they are the easiest targets. Pathetic." She scoffed, crushing his wrist down just a little farther. 

  While they were distracted, I pulled Jiyeong out and stood her up. She was still trying to find enough oxygen to store into her lungs when she looked at me. 

  "Thanks, Sae-Byeok. You really uh..." She paused to chuckle slightly, "You really take my breath away." For a second, I paused. There was no way I heard that right. But clearly, I had.

  "Shut up, this is serious. Where are you hurt?" 

  She pointed down, "My ankle. From the bunkbed." 

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  "I'll be fine." She replies, hugging her leg closely. At the moment I had no time to feel bad because Deok-Su was charging at me with a metal pole.

  The only thing I could do was duck, pulling out my knife at the same time. I kept moving farther and farther back until I hit the wall. Smirking, he threw the metal pole back and cracked his knuckles. Being honest, I was a bit terrified, but I tried my best not to show it.

  He threw his arm back and I know I was about to get hit if I didn't do something. I chucked my arm at him and listened to the sound as my knife slashed through his arm. Twisting the knife, I pulled it out and ran past him.

  The scream he let out made me squeeze my eyes shut, but I quickly regained focus seeing one of Deok-Su's minions trying to hit Jiyeong. Sang-Woo got there before I could and hit the man with another metal pole. His body hit the ground with a thud, but my shock got cut off when Deok-Su pushed me, with all his force, forward.

  I fell to the ground, landing on my knees. That's going to leave a bruise. He picked me up by my jacket, a look of pure rage on his face. I kept a fierce look on my face trying not to act intimidated my him.

  There was a strong pain in my stomach where Deok-Su's fist just landed. The ungodly feeling made me gag and fall to the floor - not so gracefully might I add.

  "Go to hell." I spit through gritted teeth.

  "I'll see you there." He snickered and sent his foot at my face. It hit my cheekbone and I grasped it in pain. Well shit, that hurt.

  I felt the inside of my cheek bleed and I looked into Deok-Su's eyes with pure hatred.

  The lights flickered on, and back off. Then on, Jiyeong appeared behind Deok-Su and my heart stopped. What the hell is she doing? Whatever it is, it's not good.

  She gripped the same pole that has been passed down like an heirloom from Deok-Su.

  Her hands lifted up and it looked like she was aiming for his head. Deok-Su was still staring into my eyes with fire, he didn't notice her.

  Jiyeong brought her arms down sharply but missed his head, instead it landed on the side of his face. Definitely something.

  The lights turned off and Deok-Su hollered in pain.

  The light turned on and Jiyeong stood there with a guilty expression. "Sorry!" She snickered and dropped the pole on his back, running away.

  A smirk appeared on my lips, but it quickly faded when I saw another one of Deok-Su's minions pin Jiyeong to the wall. Heh, I don't think so.

  I wanted to do something but couldn't with the big, scary dude in my way. So, I picked up the pole Jiyeong had used and slammed it, with all the force I had left, on his head. Damn he has a hard head.

  Sang-Woo ran up to Jiyeong and tried to pry the minion's hands off of her neck. Son of a bitch, he's choking her.

  My hands reached to my pocket instinctively and pulled out the knife I had snuck in. Her legs were kicking at the guy, but he wouldn't budge.

  It got so bad that Han Min-Yeo and the old man had to come help as well. Sang-Woo kicked at the man's knees and his hands slipped for just a second. A second long enough for Jiyeong to get a quick grasp of air in. But not long after the guy's hands went back to their original position. 

  I walked to the man quickly and quietly, knife in hand. He probably won't notice; I mean it is pretty chaotic in here at the moment. 

  After reaching the man's back, I inhaled sharply. Something Jiyeong couldn't do right now, too far? Ok.

  Anyways, I lifted my arm and dug my knife into the back of the guy's neck, as far as it could possibly go forward.

  Fuck you bitch. I thought, seeing him collapse after a minute of struggling. 

  Jiyeong held her neck and wheezed out breaths. She fell into a coughing fit and moved her hands to her chest. All four of us stood there to make sure she was fine but to our surprise, she started laughing. 

  Her eyes met mine and she continued to say,

  "Sae-Byeok, you take my breath away."

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