Hellscape High

Dead?

"I'm serious!! They almost kicked me out"

"DAAAMN all for a bridge piercing?? Such drama queens-"

"You're one to talk-"

"Hey! Shut up, you"

Jisung had forgotten how nice it was, spending time with Min. They were sat on the couch, the one where he had previously been fighting with Yuqi. Her legs were on his lap, their body scrunched up on his as they narrated recent events, tried to catch up.

"Shit, it's so late-" he said suddenly.

They looked around for the first time in god knows how long and realised there weren't many people left. Ji checked his phone and found a few texts from Lix.

Lixie:"Babe, we're going back home. I hope you asked Min for a lift ;)"

Jisung chuckled.

I swear he reads my mind.

"Should we get going?"

But the bliss didn't last much longer.

Imagine you were a normal passerby, walking by Seonghwa's house that night. If you were, you would've noticed a rather creepy figure stalking the premise. A figure with a bruise on his jaw...

The same figure who threw himself at Minho as soon as they closed the door behind them.

Chaos erupted in a few seconds. Suddenly they were on the asphalt, throwing punches and slaps, digging their nails into eachother's skin.

"THERE'S A FIGHT OUTSIDE!!" someone screamed.

People rushed out the house and Jisung got lost in the crowd.

"MIN!!" she tried to scream:
"LEAVE IT ALONE, IT'S NOT WORTH IT!"

But the mass of bodies was pushing them further away and he couldn't see what was going on...just hear the horrific noise of bloody hits. Skin to skin. Bone to bone.

No, no this is not how tonight was supposed to go...

Meanwhile Minho was having the time of his life.

All that pent up anger, the pile of awful scenarios he kept imagining when someone dared touch his Jisung. They had been unleashed.
His knuckles hurt and he was pretty sure he had a black eye from that initial attack but all he felt was excitement and a deep routed pleasure in seeing blood gush out of that guy's nose and tint his shirt crimson red.

He delivered a final hit and stood up
overlooking the other's destroyed face.

"If you ever dare even step close to Jisung one more time...I'll fucking kill you. Do you understand?"

The guy shot him a disgusted look and staid silent.

Ok then.

The point of his leather shoe collided with the guy's chest, making a wet whine erupt from his bloody mouth.

"Do. you. understand??"

Minho asked again.

"Yes! Yes, never again!" he finally pleaded, desperate in his pain.

An evil grin decorated Minho's face for a split second. Then he spit blood next to his face and looked around.

At least ten people stared back at him, horrified. The scene instantly brought him back. Those eyes. Those judging eyes pierced into his skin just like they had when...

"What the fuck are you all looking at!? Go back inside, come on!"

he shouted.

Noone dared deny him.

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