~||Beware of Zaia||~ A Jisung x Skz story

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Jisung's POV:

I dashed around the corner of the underground parking garage, breathing heavily. I glanced around and ran to hide behind a gray car. Footsteps behind me. 

God damnit. 

These guys have been on my trail for the past week. I can't get caught. If I do...

They won't understand. They'll put me in prison for life. I gritted my teeth. If I went to jail, who would protect all of these innocent people? I don't care if I have to go through hell and back. I will protect them. 

I put on a burst of speed, jumping over the hoods of cars, dashing around pillars, anything to keep the distance between me and them. Taser shots behind me. I threw a sleeping bomb behind me as I ducked, rolling under a truck as I pulled out my bomb. My goal isn't to hurt them, but they need to stay out of the way. I peeked over the hood of the truck and immediately ducked back down as I saw them. Stray Kids. The fucking cops that JYP hired to find me. 

 God damnit. My sleeping bomb rolled down the inclined road to them. Please, please explode right next to them. It rolled right under the tallest cops feet, a guy with platinum blonde hair and a body built like a werewolf. He glanced down, saw the bomb, and kicked it so far away that the cloud of sweet-smelling scent didn't even get close to them. I cursed under my breath and looked around. 

The exit to the parking garage should be around the corner to my left. I would have to make a run for it. I grip my bomb tightly. If I got shot, no hospital would take me in. I was a wanted "criminal". They didn't understand. None of them understood. They were all blind to what happens to the civilians here. I take a deep breath, but it catches in my throat. I cover my face with my sleeve as the smell of... cinnamon wafts over the top of the truck. Sweat materialized out of nowhere on my face. These bastards. Playing dirty with their alpha pheromones. 

"That should help draw him out," a deep voice said. "Be careful, we never know what tricks he has up his sleeve." Steps drew closer, quietly and cautiously. I looked around desperately, trying to find any way out. No such luck. I was cornered.

I panicked and started looking for any possible escape route. Suddenly, I noticed a small vent next to me on the floor which was turned on. Without wasting any time, I took out my sleeping bomb, placed it on the vent, took a deep breath, and then crushed it under my foot. The white cloud enveloped everything and there were shouts of surprise followed by silence. I squinted through the misty fog to make sure that the coast was clear before standing up and running towards the exit, barely holding my breath. Once I reached the exit, I turned around and saw that the cops were unconscious on the concrete. 

Good. It's better for them anyways. I wouldn't want them getting hurt. 

I wiped the sweat off of my face and took a good few minutes to calm down. Those cops won't be awake for a while. I hefted my backpack on my shoulder and checked to make sure that I had everything that I needed. Water, a few apples, money, my bottle of spray paint, and my trusted weapons. I never used them unless I really had to. I zipped it up. 

As I was about to walk out of the garage, I stopped for a moment to stare the blank wall next to me. Shit. I had almost forgotten to leave my mark on the wall. I quickly fished out my silver spray paint bottle from my backpack and started to craft my signature on the surface. The sound of the spray can echoed through the quiet garage as I carefully painted each stroke of my signature, trying to make it as perfect as possible. Finally, after a few minutes of dedicated focus, I stepped back to admire my art. The signature looked crisp and perfect, just like I had imagined it to be. 

B̶̗̄e̵͇͠w̵͖͝ȃ̶̖r̷̫̐e̷͕̽ ̵͓͐o̶͕͝f̸͚̐ ̷̹͊Z̴̗̃a̸͉̕ỉ̷̮a̶͓͘

Its better that they keep on believing their fantasties. That I'm the monster. So what? Let them believe that I'm the monster. 

The sick alphas in this city. I want them to fear me. 

The one and only omega who won't back down. The one who won't watch as other are hurt. 

The only omega who isn't afraid to fight evil. 

Zaia. 

A/N

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I feel so cringe rn😔

The plot is so bad💀

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