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-Chapter 22-

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The outcry of rage was soon followed by many more of the same. The other partygoers nearby were quick to realize what was happening and they began to back away from the scene, giving Heeseung and Jiseon a clearer view of what was happening.

Two men were facing off in the center of the crowd of people, a woman cowering behind one of them. That man was furious, his face flushed from the alcohol and his veins popping in his forehead.

The other man appeared calm and collected, a cigarette hanging from his lips. He had his arms crossed impatiently, weight settled on one foot.

"Heyyy..." The first man slurred, shoving a shaking finger into the other man's chest and pushing him back a few inches. "You touched my woman?"

"No, I didn't even go near her." The second man defended himself, having sobered up quickly at the first notice of trouble.

"Don't...lie to me. I saw you!"

"Oh please. Don't start pulling things out of your drunk ass to blame me for. I didn't touch her so stop getting on my case."

"What...you say...to me?"

The drunk man lunged at the other, throwing a sloppy punch at his face. Sober or not, he was still at a level of intoxication and his reflexes were dampened. The hit landed, the cracking sound loud enough that it was heard over the music in the background.

Gasps erupted from the bystanders as the two men continued to exchange blows, both becoming more and more battered by the minute.

As the fight droned on, more and more of the attending guests took notice of the ruckus and gathered around the edges to take a look. Even the DJ had perceived that something was amiss and paused the music, washing the room in a strange, hollow silence.

Heeseung and Jiseon had been silently watching the whole thing unfold. It wasn't until more people began to get dragged into the fight did the former decide to step in.

He stood up and began to calmly walk over to the scene, his sole presence gaining the attention of those watching. Whispers started to fly through the air.

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