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"Hey Joon, it's 8:08. Your shift ended an hour ago." A guy said to another who had jet black hair and dimples. "I understand you are a devoted detective, but come one man. Go home, go to sleep." Joon rolled his eyes at the other detective. It's not like he did much anyway. He did only what needed to be done. Plus, they are in charge of the murder case of the woman and the two men. "Go home." The detective snatched the documents from Joon's hands and pointed to the door. "Or I'm dragging you out."

"Really? You can drag me out?" Joon asked with a raised brow while the other sighed and gave up. "I don't have anything to do at home, Chief. I'm always bored until I go to sleep." But in reality, he'll go home in just one more hour.

"Joon, I don't care. I'm not trying to have you here over time every single day." The Chief said, sitting down in his chair by the window. "Go home, go to bed early. I don't care what you do. Just get out of the station." Joon frowned. "Don't give me that look, young man. I'm older, and I'm the Chief, which means you listen to me. I'm ordering you to go home."

"Fine! I'll go, but know if I get into trouble, it's on you." Joon stood up from his desk and pointed angrily at the chief. "You."

"What kind of trouble would you be getting into?" The chief asked, laughing a bit, because he saw Joon as an innocent man with a great sight on life. Joon cleared his throat and crossed his arms.

"8 years ago." Was all he said, and the chief stopped laughing. "You know what I did. You were there."

"It's in the past. You were a delinquent. An immature teenager, besides it was an accident. No one meant to harm anyone." Joon sighed and shook his head. "Joon relax. You won't do anything like that again."

"Whatever you say, Chief." Joon waved goodbye before leaving the station. He didn't want to leave so soon, but he was being kicked out. "This is so lame."

Kim Namjoon, he's a 22 year old detective. He has a high IQ of 208, but he doesn't show it much.  Not many people know his actual age. Only the chief and a small few of the other detectives know since they were here when he first arrived. He wasn't a very good teenager, but he changed after being arrested when he was 14. It was something small, so we won't get into it. Just know he was released with no charge.

"Namjoon, buddy." Namjoon stepped foot into a small bar to get a drink or two before going home. "The usual?" Namjoon nodded, and the bartender gave him a tall glass of what he needed. "Catch any criminals today?"

"Not a one." Namjoon shrugged as he took a gulp of his drink. "Just did a whole bunch of paperwork." He frowned his brows and rubbed his temples with his thumb and index finger of his right hand. "Nothing but paperwork. It's giving me a serious headache." The bartender chuckled at the Detective. "What have you been up to, Hoseok?" Namjoon asked.

"Nothing much, just been here working." Was his reply. "There was a fight in here earlier today. The cops were called."

"Do you know who they sent?" Hoseok set down an empty glass and thought about what the guy looked like and what his name was.

"He was kinda short, 5'8 maybe. Black hair. Cat-like eyes. Was called here around 6 PM. Min was his last name, I believe." Namjoon nodded and drank the rest of his drink. "You want another one?" Namjoon shook his head.

"I'll be leaving here in a few." He looked at the clock and saw that it was 8:50. "10 more minutes." The two continued to talk for ten minutes, and Namjoon bid goodbye to Hoseok right a 9. "Time to go home."

Namjoon was walking around and stopped when he noticed a woman walking alone. Then, behind here was a guy dressed in black. "Oh?" He looked at the guy closer and saw he wore a uniform, but he couldn't tell what kind. He can see black hair, and the guy looks to be about 5'8.

"I'll leave him alone. I'm off duty." He went straight home and up the stairs to the second floor. He unlocked his door and walked in. Turning on the lights, he smiled at his bed he can see. He left his bedroom door open, so he was able to look in and see his loved one.

"Bed time."

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