"This distance between you and I cannot be closed in with my motorcycle. But if you just return my love we will be closer than ever."
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Maeve, a young girl, temporarily relocates to South Korea. During her stay, she encounters her cousin, who...
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JUNGKOOK'S POV
The lightbulb flickers as it illuminates the center of the room. A man that looks slightly older than us sits tied up onto a wooden chair in the middle of us. The six of us surround him and he shivers in terror from the sight.
Hoseok stands up straight after frightening the man even more by whispering violent threats into his ear. A freaky smile creeps onto his face when he receives a terrified reaction.
"So what do we do with him?" Hoseok asks, his concerning expression drops.
Our leader Namjoon throws his cigarette onto the cold floor before stepping on it, his eyebrows raise as many different ideas pop into his head.
"I say we kill him."
Everyone's eyes widen except for himself. My jaw tightens and Hoseok lets his head loose as he shakes it.
"We can't do that!" he exclaims and Yoongi, Jimin and Taehyung nod in agreement.
"We were hesitant enough to even throw that man into our van!" Jimin gasps.
Taehyung holds back his laugh while Namjoon rolls his eyes, his arms fold as his jaw tightens. Tears slip out of the victim's eyes while he flicks them between us all.
"That was you who was shaking with fear," Namjoon groans, "Well what can we do? The boy can't pay us our money instead he can owe us his life."
"We're not killing him," I finally speak up with a low voice and they all look at me, "He can slowly pay us it back."
Suddenly my collar gets clutched by the hands of Namjoon and he swings me closer to him. Our faces become inches away from each other. I stare into his eyes emotionless, trying to seem unbothered by the fact we might kill someone tonight.
"Listen here, I'm an extremely impatient person. It's been a while since we've last pulled the trigger."
The man sitting down lifts his bruised finger up and we all dart our eyes at him.
"Please, I will get you your money! It might take long because I have a family to feed.. However long it takes afterwards you will continue to live guilt-free," he audibly mutters.
Namjoon lets out a sigh, he then jumps at the man and kicks his chair back. The wooden frame bangs against the floor while the man winces in pain, his back now lies with his legs up high.
"Get me that money! You have a month," he spits, his pistol presses hardly against the man's temple before he pulls back and leaves the room without looking back.
Hoseok then takes out his pocket knife before slashing the knotted rope to undo it. He then follows behind Namjoon with Yoongi, Jimin and Taehyung trailing behind.
