We ran towards suddenly a voice cut through the air our eyes scanning the hallway a man stood there his face pale his breath ragged.
"Jeo... Do-wajuseyo... Jebal," he gasped, his voice barely a whisper.
He collapsed, his body trembling, his eyes glazed over.
"Jeogiyo, gwaenchaneuseyo?" I asked, his voice filled with concern.
The man looked at me while his eyes unfocused his face contorted in a grimace he let out a guttural roar.
While Yangnuk Ah-jane face a mask of fury grabbed my wrist pulling me behind her.
"Nae dwi-e isseo, geurigo eodi-edo gaj-i ma," she said, her voice a low growl.
She released my wrist while raised the ring light stand her eyes fixed on the man.
The man lunged his teeth bared his eyes filled with a primal hunger she quickly smashed the ring light stand against the man head while sound echoing through the hallway.
"Banjangnim, ppalli!" I yelled, my voice filled with desperation.
She turned while her eyes blazing with fury she ran towards the office door her movements swift and decisive.
A woman stood in the doorway her eyes narrowed in anger.
"Wae geudeul-eul deulyeobo-naesseo, eung?" She said, her voice dripping with venom.
Yangnuk Ah-jane stopped while her gaze fixed on the woman.
"Uri-neun i dosi-eseo ireona-neun il-eul sal-a-namyea ha-neun haksengdeul-iya," she said, her voice calm, her eyes unwavering.
"Banjangnim, jebal, aniyo. Geunyeoneun uriboda na-i-ga man-ayo," I pleaded, my voice filled with a mixture of fear and respect.
But she ignore me she walked towards the woman her movements slow and deliberate.
"Gamhi naege geureoke malha-neun geo-ya? Neoneun nugu-라고 saenggakha-neun geo-ya, eung?" The woman said, her voice laced with disdain.
"Naneun Yangnuk Ah-jane, YG enteoteinment hoes-a saj-angnim ttal-iya" she said, a cold calculating smile.
"Geureom neoh-i appa-neun daeche nuguya, eung?" She asked, her voice a mixture of curiosity and disbelief.
She crossing her arms and laugh a little bit.
"Jamkkanman, eokmanjangja Yangnuk Han-min? Neoh-i appaya?" The man earlier, his eyes wide with astonishment.
"Nugudeun sanggwan-eopseo" the woman scoffed her didain evident in her tome.
She turned while walked away her footsteps echoing through the empty area.
Suddenly I saw them the mean girls Repic and G-Led their faces contorted in a mixture of amusement and malice.
I crossed my arms my gaze fixed on them my heart filled with a mixture of anger and disdain.
Yangnuk Yu-ri, Yangnuk Ah-jane's half-sister suddenly stopped laughing her eyes widening in surprise as she saw Ah-jane.
She walked towards us her face plastered with a fake smile.
"Annyeonghaseyo, banjangnim. Dasi boeg-e doe-eo ban-gawoyo," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
Well, she ignored her hahaha you deserve it but then she attacked me she wrapped her right arm around my neck her grip tight her eyes gleaming with malice.
"Lee Jong-geyun, neoneun neomu neulyeo," she whispered, her voice a mixture of amusement and disdain.
I struggled against her grip my face turning red I tried to call out to Ah-jane but Yu-ri had her back to me her body blocking my view.
She kicked my left leg with her left foot a sharp forceful blow that sent me sprawling to the ground.
Finally Ah-jane noticed us suddenly Yu-ri quickly removed her arm from my neck and pretended to help me up.
"Neoh-i duri nae deung dwi-eseo mwo ha-neun geo-ya, eung?" Yangnuk Ah-jane asked, her voice laced with anger.
"Eum... Uri-neun gawi-ba-wi-bo hago isseotseo... Geureotji," Yu-ri said, her voice dripping with false innocence.
She held my left arm using her right hand her grip tight her eyes gleaming with mischief.
I had no choice but to agree I nodded at Ah-jane,my face flushed with embarrassment.
"Geumanhae. Neoh-ideul-eun deo isang a-ideul-i aniya. Jebal yamjeonhi gul-go, nareul dang-hwangseureopge mandeulji ma. Ara-sseo, eung?" She said, her voice firm while her eyes burning with a mixture of annoyance and amusement.
We nodded while our faces a mixture of fear and respect she walked away her footsteps echoing.
Through the office well, Yu-ri face contorted in a grimace turned to me.
"Neon neomu yakhae," she said, her voice dripping with disdain.
She started to attack me again but I was too slow I tried to defend myself but she was too quick.
"Ya, nae dongsaeng," Yu-ri's voice echoed through the hallway.
She played with my cheeks her fingers tracing the contours of my face with a mixture of amusement and cruelty.
"Jebal geunyang na jom naeb-yeoryeo-dwo?" I said, my voice filled with a mixture of frustration and despair.
I glared at them my eyes filled with a mixture of anger and resentment they walked away their laughter.
Echoing through the office area suddenly I felt a heavy weight on my right leg I looked down to see a hand its.
Fingers covered in blood gripping my leg I bent down my heart pounding in my chest and the hand pulled me down.
"Banjangnim, jebal dasi do-wajuseyo!" I screamed, my voice filled with terror.
The man was trying to bite my leg while Ah-jane ran towards me her eyes blazing with fury but the man was still holding my leg.
"Nug-a chong isseo? Bilyeojwo," she shouted, her voice commanding attention.
The man earlier raised his right hand his face pale with fear he handed her his gun quickly she fired it the sound echoing through the office area.
The man grip loosening finally released my leg while the man who had given her the gun handed me a metal stick I used it to remove the man's hand from my leg.
After a few seconds later on the man earlier held my underarms his hands strong and steady while pulled me away from the door.
"Gwaenchana, kkom-aeng-i?" He asked, his voice filled with concern.
I nodded while my face pale with fear I turned to look at Ah-jane with a curious face.
"Banjangnim..." I said, my voice a mere whisper.
She turned to me with a normal face covered in sweat her eyes filled with a mixture of concern and relief.
I stood up while my legs trembling trying reached out to catch her.
"Geunyeo-ege museun il-i ireona-n geo-ya, eung? Pieobot?" Yu-ri asked, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
I turned to her with a mask of confusion face.
"Jega geunyeo ireum-eul bureuja, gapjagi seureoj-yeotseoyo. Jaepalri geunyeoreul aneotseoyo"
She didn't comment.
"Ibok nuna, gwaenchana?" She asked, her voice laced with a mixture of concern and amusement.
"Na-hante geureoke bureuji ma, tokkiya," Ah-jane snapped, her voice filled with a mixture of anger and disdain.
I quickly adjusted my grip on her while my arms now wrapped around her waist her right wrist.
"A, jebal, nae oenjjok heori malgo," she said, her voice a mixture of annoyance and amusement.
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Stay Alive Season 1
Science FictionFive years ago, Min Seok-jin, a man who would become known as the Mafia King, took ownership of Chungdam High School. He had a daughter, Min Cha-young, who is now 18 years old. Tragedy struck when, at the age of 32, Seok-jin passed away in a car acc...
