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181. Ahn Hyeongseop Mafia AU

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· you were a college student, just trying to get your degree

· you knew of ahn hyeongseop because you shared your business management 201 class with him

· he was handsome, you had to give him that, but he also came across as a bit of an asshole?

· he never talked to anyone except for his friend euiwoong, and one time when you'd accidentally bumped into him, he shoved you away quickly

· like dude what's your problem

· anyways back to you

· as a college student, you were already broke

· but your family was also not financially stable, and you had a job, but most of the money went to your family

· the small apartment that you rented was in a bad part of the city

· your friends, who were all better-off, offered to help you but you were too prideful to accept someone's pity

· one night, you were leaving your apartment for work on a friday night, about 8 pm

· you were locking the door to your apartment when you heard a loud bang from the building next to yours

· the building housed a club that you knew also dealt with drugs and sex trafficking

· as you were leaving the building to head out to the main street where your bus stop was, you froze

· ahn hyeongseop was exiting the building, a spray of a dark crimson liquid spattered on the front of his crisp white shirt, tucking a black object into the waistband of his nice slacks

· you must have whimpered or something, because his head whipped around to face you, eyes piercingly intense

· you bowed quickly and raced off, fear thrumming through your veins

· all through your shift that night, you kept replaying that scene of hyeongseop exiting the club with blood on his shirt

· you trudged home slowly, pondering what it meant

· you knew that 101, the area's crime syndicate, was powerful– maybe he worked for them?

· you'd heard about what happened to people who witnessed the 101′s crimes, and you became slightly paranoid, glancing over your shoulder as you walked from the bus stop to your apartment

· you quickly took out your keys, eager to get inside

· you noticed that the mat in front of your door was messed up and you frowned, straightening it before hurrying inside the apartment

· "sorry to do this, (y/n)," someone said quietly before your covering your mouth and nose in a rag, soaked with a sweet-smelling, icy cold liquid

· you struggled, reaching your hand up to tug the hand away to no prevail

· you felt your eyelids and tongue growing heavier, thoughts blurring into each other

· you felt your knees buckle and you crumpled to the floor

· as your eyes fluttered shut, you felt someone catch you, and you could have sworn you saw ahn hyeongseop's concerned face

· when you came to, you were sitting in a rickety metal chair

· three guys sat across from you– hyeongseop on one side, some girl on the other, and a face you'd seen one too many times– kang daniel, the heir to 101, the reigning mob