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A WINCE OF AGONY LEFT MISO'S LIPS AS HER BODY COLLIDED WITH THE COLD, HARD FLOOR.

She couldn't believe what was happening -- was this all real?

She could feel the four Soc boys began to kick at her stomach and back all at the same time and as the pain ran throughout her body whilst she brought her knees up to her chest as a way of protecting herself. She knew what they were doing was bound to cause bruising later on.

"If you wanted to be a slimy Greaser," Chanyoung growled out, angrily kicking the girls' stomach. "Than this is what you're gonna have to deal with." He spat out, making Miso squint her eyes shut.

Never in her life had Miso been good with fighting back. Whenever her brother would playfully or purposely (which was majority of the time) pick on her, she was never one to argue back or be good at physical violence. So now, as she vulnerably laid curled up on the floor, receiving hits from the four larger men, she knew she didn't stand a chance against them.

The sore feeling of Yeonjun reaching down and grabbing a handful of Miso"s hair made the girl let out a whimper as he held her head up so that she was on show to the three other boys before Chanyoung's fist made contact with her face.

The Choi girl could feel warm blood begin to trickle down from her nose -- however that feeling was quickly forgotten as the two other Socs, Jamie and Woomin took turns socking her across the face, making cuts and bruises to form on her eyebrow, cheekbone and bottom lip.

Dizziness began to swarm Miso's head as her vision started to blur and her stomach churned as a sickly feeling welled up in her body whilst they continued to send kicks into her stomach. The immense pain she was going through was becoming unbearable as none of the boys showed signs of stopping.

Tears cascaded down Miso's wounded face and choked sobs escaped past her lips. She felt useless and fragile as their beatings continued. When would they just stop?

Over time, Miso's eyes started to get heavy. She was tired. Tired of everything -- their beatings -- this lifestyle -- the lot.

Eventually, as the Socs became bored, they stopped their abuse and took off in a sprint back to their mustang, leaving Choi Miso alone, on the dirty floor in the cold with her body throbbing. Blood seeped from her nostrils, her brow dripped with the red substance and so did her busted lip, and her cheekbone now had a mean-looking tear on it.

She looked a mess and as she laid there, too weak to move, she couldn't help but realise that this was what Kim Sunoo must've felt like after receiving a harsh battering from her brother.

Almost an hour or so passed with Miso attempting to gain strength once again so that she could stand, and when she finally did, a pained cry left her mouth as her body shook with agony and the first destination that came to mind was Nishimura Niki's place...

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Once arriving at the boys place, the loud music could be heard as soon as she entered the bar, looking around in search for Niki. A few confused and dirty looks were sent her way considering she was covered head to two in bruises and blood -- they must've thought she was another homeless kid wanting to rent out a room.

The booming music ached Miso's head and she squinted her eyes due to the red lights that beamed throughout the rooms. Where was Niki?

"Can I help ya chick?" A tall woman with short curly hair asked with a friendly smile. Looking up, Miso nodded her head slightly, feeling quite on edge with the amount of threatening-looking Greasers. "You alright?"

"Yeah, I'm okay -- Is Niki here?" She softly asked and immediately, the woman's eyes lit up with excitement as she nodded her head.

"Sure is," She answered. "You must be, Miso?"

The shorter girl bobbed her head as she followed after the taller one through the many different crowds and up the stairs. "I've heard all about you -- Niki tends to talk a lot when he's wasted." She chuckled, making a small smile appear on Miso's injured lips.

Finally, after walking down the corridor of multiple different rooms, the two girls eventually made it to the Nishimura boys room. The girl sent Miso a warm, comforting smile as she knocked on the door.

Sooner than later, the door swung open and Miso couldn't help but gulp at the sight of the older boy. He was clad in a pair of denim jeans and a white vest top that revealed the toned muscles decorating his arms. His hair was damp -- indicating he'd not long left the shower -- and it had changed considering before his hair was mainly brown with blond highlights and now it was the opposite.

The annoyed expression Niki once held on his face vanished as soon as his brown eyes landed on the contused girl as his eyes softened. He glanced between the women (Jiwoo) next to her before looking back at Miso and reaching forward and holding onto her arm, delicately pulling her into his chest in a protective manner because if he couldn't protect her when she was being abused, he was sure going to do it now.

"I don't know what happened, Niki." Jiwoo huffed out, rolling her eyes, knowing Niki was about to accuse her. "Your girl just showed up here like that." Was the last thing she said before walking away, leaving Niki and Miso alone.

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