Boy in a Bubble [Seventeen]

ONE

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S.O.S.O.S.O right now, everyday we're fighting—

A hand reaches a phone on the bedside table. He immediately turn off his alarm.

A man in his 20s woke up, sitting in his bed, his eyes droopy. He rubbed his eyed groggily, looking at his phone to check the time.

5:00 a.m.

'Oh i need to get ready' he monologued. He immediately got up from his bed and went to the washroom to freshen up.

He walked out from the washroom, drying out his hair with a towel. He walked toward his wardrobe to pick an outfit to wear for work. After a long process of thinking, he decided to wear a beige sweatshirt with a black baggy pants.

The guy look in the mirror, checking himself out.

He then grabbed his stuff before heading towards his front door. He walked out of his apartment before locking the door and went to his workplace.

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The guy was just casually walking on the sidewalk in the early morning. He was scrolling through his phone when he suddenly felt some sort of presence behind him.

'Chan' being the guy he is, has gotten used to this experience. He immediately turned around, facing the two men that were following him.

"If you guys wanted to rob me, at least do it quietly. Do you guys even know how to rob people?" He asks with a playful tone. Trying to piss them off.

The looks on their faces were definitely the definition of 'pissed off'.

"Kid do you want to die?" The guy asks. Clearly amused but also angry with Chan's behaviour.

One of them, pulled out a knife from his pocket.

Chan looked at them, scoffing "with that small knife? You can do better than that" he said while smiling, taunting the guy.

The guy gripped the knife until his knuckles turned white. They're both fuming with anger. One of them immediately lunged at Chan, trying to stab him.

Chan just give in, and did not protest. He didn't even try to protect himself. He closes his eyes He didn't care if he died right here and then.

He was too tired to live anymore.

He was waiting for the impact to come. Waiting for the stabbing, or even a punch. But it never came. Chan slowly opened his eyes, only to see that the guys were now frozen in place. Static. Not even moving.

Both of them are glowing red. Chan was shocked.

"Who the hell used their power?"

Before chan knew it, three people suddenly land infront of Chan. Chan flinched, surprise by the fact that these people just appear out of nowhere.

Chan scanned them one by one, each one of them wore a streetwear outfit with masks on their faces. Though one guy has a beanie on, another guy has a visor and the last guy has gloves.