A friend.

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The next morning Hyunjin left to ride the bike.

Hyunjin pov*

I left the house and walked in the garage, the bike was quite dusty since she said she hadn't driven it in ages.

I quickly cleaned it and polished it, it looked so beautiful. The shiny black- ugh so good.

I revved the engine and I was off, the cool breeze felt so good. Y/n is such an amazing girl, she gave me the bike of her dreams.

I then let the road take me somewhere and it took me to the convenience store. I then grabbed me and Y/n's favourite snack, and some soju for the gang.

I left then someone bumped into me.

"Watch where you are fucking going." He said.

"Well don't walk through the fucking exit and maybe it will never happen again." I said.

I walked to the motorbike, about to drive off but then that fucking maniac stands in front of it.

"The fuck..?" He whispered under his breath.

"What do you want?"

He lifted his head and I nearly fainted. The man who abused me every day to 'fix me'. The man who thought I was worthless. The man that that disciplined me every second of every day.

"Hyunjin."

"What the fuck do you want?" I said, slightly raising my voice.

"Where did you get that bike?"

"Why should I tell you?"

"Cause I could get my men on you."

"What. Those brainwashed freaks?!"

I rolled my eyes and was about to drive off until he stood in front of my bike.

The fuck?!

"Just tell me. There's literally no harm. It's just one or two words, not like you are sacrificing yourself."

"Fine, a friend."

"Wait- I gave my friend a bike, looking exactly like that bike, wrapped black."

"And what am I supposed to do about that?"

I drove off, proper confused, the fuck am I supposed to do about that?

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