nightlife ● enhypen

welcome to our world

》》Isis《《

"Wakey wakey." A deep voice greeted me as I regained consciousness. The first thing I noticed was that, for some reason, my head hurt really bad.

The low buzzing of fluorescent lights was quiet but still present  as if an afterthought in the back of your head. I cringed at their brightness, blinking to adjust to them quicker.

"There she is, Ms. Misty herself." All of the SKZ boys were scattered around the room: some were standing propped against the wall while others sat in chairs. The lighting reminded me of a hospital, but the decor was similar to a old bedroom set that would be found at someone's grandparent's house. The extremely obvious 2-way mirror that lines the wall to the left of my bed was giving police interrogation room. I wasn't bound in ropes or handcuffs either, so maybe they don't intend on keeping me here very long.

"Why does my head hurt?" I cringed bringing my hand to my temple.

"Sorry." Seungmin smiled with insincerity. "I may have bumped your head a the little on the doorway. Oops!" I just rolled my eyes.

"Okay so what am I doing here? You know that I'm not affiliated with the gang life." I looked not impressed, my eyes grazing over all eight of the members.

"You may not be affiliated with the gang life, but the gang life sure as hell is affiliated with you." Bang Chan stood from his seat coming over to the bed where I sat.

"Meaning?" I asked not exactly knowing where he was going with this.

"You don't know? Nearly every gang in the city has it out for you." I scoffed.

"Yeah right. For what? All I do is start races."

"Different people have different reasons." Jisung answered. "Some accuse you of rigging the races, some say that they've seen you calling shots at the Ring and you're rigging there too. Usually it's territorial, your rival gang wants something so you want it to make sure they don't obtain it."

"Right." I said not allowing my face to show any emotions. "And your reason?"

"What's your relationship with Enhypen?" Chan asked ignoring my question.

"Business. Same as you guys."

"Well the fact that they tried to contact you when they heard about our little plan raised a few flags. But seeing their reactions as I waved that gun at you was all the confirmation that we needed." Jisung sat with a smug smirk on his face.

"Not to mention that Enhypen, TXT, and Bangtan have you on their list. So you must be pretty valuable." Minho said twiddling a small knife in his hands.

"What list?" I crossed my arms, growing more anxious by the minute, not that I can let them see that.

"Their no-kill list. Everyone on it is off limits, disobeying the list results in an automatic gang war." They explained.

"That literally makes no sense. I barely know Enhypen and I don't know any Bangtan or TXT members."

"That's for us to find out, little lady." Changbin ruffled my hair as they all gathered themselves to leave.

"Wait! What does this all have to do with me?"

"Enhypen took something that we cared about, and now we did the same to them." Chan said before walking out the door.

"Welcome to our world!" Minho was the last one to leave. He brandished a psychotic looking smile before slamming the door.

What did I just get myself into?