My corruption; minsung

4

(UNEDITED)
The boy walks up the stairs of the apartment complex consuming the quietness of the afternoon. His whole body was aching due to carrying heavy boxes the whole day, he didn't even get a chance to sit down for a second. Jisung could only hear his feet tapping against the floor, it was unusually quiet. There would usually be people out on the balcony smoking a cigarette or a drunkie bothering people like normal.

Jisung placed his hands in his pockets as he whistled to a song his father used to sing to him. This could be one of the few times where he missed his father. The old man had lost faith in himself after watching his lover leave and abandon him with two kids. He didn't blame him, Jisung would have done the same to not suffer seeing his kids being raised in a society like this. It was quite selfish on his father's part though, he could have at least attempted to help his children before completely abandoning them to survive by themselves.

Jisung walks up to his door, pulling out his keys to unlock the door but quickly realizes that the door was unlocked. The boy knits his eyebrows as he clearly remembers locking his door that same morning. He could hear some shuffling coming from inside and quickly places his alert up. Grabbing the baseball bat, that stood outside his door with other junk, to protect himself from whoever was inside.

Jisung held the bat firm in his hands while opening the door slowly. The inside was dark and cold, he could hear himself shiver under his breath. He took small steps forward, his eyes adjusting to the darkness inside. The whole room was quiet and empty, so he lowered the bat slightly looking around the room. The boy could hear a soft sound coming from his room so he took slow steps towards the room making sure that he looked around.

Jisung could feel his heart beating and his breathing become heavy, his hands were shaking as he held onto the bat ready to aim at anyone who was inside his apartment. The boy opened his bedroom door and walked in slamming the door against the wall to make sure someone wasn't standing behind it. The blue-haired boy pointed the bat towards the closet as he looked around making sure that no one was hiding behind his bed or shelves.

The entire room was quiet which confused the boy but he continued to walk towards the closet his hand shaking while holding the handle. With a rush of adrenaline hitting him, he was ready to swing at the person in this room. Suddenly something knocked him down from his legs sending him to the floor, the boy let out a harsh and painful groan from the pain that absorbed his body.

A figure dressed in full black walked up to him and looked down at his weak self tilting his head a bit. The boy could recognize the figure from earlier who came into the store today. Jisung looked up his eyes blinking as his body reacted rapidly grabbing the bat and aiming for the stranger. The unknown person held the bat before it could hit him and effortlessly pushed it against Jisung's chest knocking him down to the floor once again.

The boy felt weak compared to the mysterious person so he slowly sat up trying to regain his stability but before he could lift himself the stranger locked his arms behind his back and covered his face with a cloth. Jisung could easily recognize the scent as he tried to hold his breath but the unknown man didn't let go, the blue-haired boy couldn't hold his breath much longer and inhaled the scent that knocked him out to sleep.

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Jisung slowly opened his eyes, the blurriness overwhelming his eyesight. The boy felt a major headache but he was more worried about where he was when he noticed dark walls surrounding him. There was only a lightbulb that hung from the ceiling but it still didn't make it clear enough to look at his surroundings. Jisung moved his hands but quickly noticed that they were cuffed and chained against a wall. Panic started to rise in his body as he started pulling it, but it only caused his wrist to become bruised and red.