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Saturday

Hyeon can't even sleep, she can't stop thinking about Friday.

She gets out of bed, grabbing her letterman jacket, since it's thick and warm. Putting her cigerret box and lighter into her left pocket and her earbuds in her right, holding her phone.

She goes out her window to keep the noise level down, easily making her way down to the ground.

She has her gun strapped to her leg and a knife in her jacket. 

She starts walking around aimlessly, just wanting fresh air.

Then she sense something again, already knowing who it is.

Oh Sangwoo. 

She once again traps him into the same alleyway as Friday.

"Yay, we meet again."

"I was wondering when I got to see you next."

"I have good news for you." 

He says laughing with so much mania in his voice.

"Hm news."

"That sounds interesting what is it." S

She says calmly walking closer to him.

"We know who you really are now Nabi." 

He pauses looking at her cockily.

"Or should I say?"

"Hyeon?" He says running his tongue up and down his molars.

"Oh really?" 

She says knowing she's fucked.

"I even found your little boy toy. 

If I remember correctly."

"his full name is ."

"Dong Sicheng" He says seeing her gulp lightly.

"News is flying."

"He has a big price tag on his name now." 

"I hope you know." 

He says smiling brightly with dark eyes.

She doesn't even say anything she just shoots him in the foot and knocks him out so she can bring him home.

She could have easily taken him out the last time, but last time Winwin was in her way. So in a way this was just as frustrating or even more to see how easy he went down. 

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She gets to the side of the property where they keep the criminals they need to keep an eye on, and throws him in with his partner. 

His partners eyes filling with tears seeing him.

Hyeon doesn't say a thing.

She just walks out and leaves home again. She walks out and calls Winwin, weirdly enough he answered.

"Where are you right now?" She says urgently.

"At home why?" He says confused.

"Lock your doors, windows and hide in your bathroom locking that door too."

"Put a rubber band on the lock and stretch it to the door, put as many as possible. And text me your address" She says very protectively.

"What why?" He says, starting to get scared.

"You're in danger." 

She says with emotion in her voice that he would have never thought he would hear.

Worry, guilt, and fear.

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