𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 【Discontinued】

01

ᴛʜɪʀᴅ ᴘᴏᴠ

As the night wore on, and the veil of darkness began to give way to weak diluted sun light, the downpour lessened somewhat, though at such an early hour and an overcast sky, the bleak grey atmosphere lingered.

Three men could be seen behind the entrance of the club. Still soft tinkling could be heard by those caring to listen, as light droplets fell delicately on a rusted tin can before exploding and dispersing into thousands of pieces like shards of glass.

A discarded newspaper lay drowned in a puddle, its wealth of carefully written words smudged and unreadable, work lost to Mother Nature.

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The three men eyeballed the area where the noise was coming from, startled by the sudden thud.

"Did you hear that?" A guy asks his friends, who are both on his side, while sporting a pink baseball cap, yellow glasses as accessories, and a lollipops on his mouth.

The taller man next to him, whose hair is platinum, has a scar running from the left corner of his lips to his jawline, and a tattoo of a dagger just below his right eye on his right cheek.

"Aren't you going to stop him?" He is seated in a crouch, asking the man in the cap, who is standing next to him with one of his footprints on the wall, questions while dressed in a black bucket hat and white masks covering almost all of his face.

"Nahhh, he knows what he is doing," The man in the pink cap replied, flashing the Grim Ripper a grin.

The tall man emerged from the dim alleyway where they had all heard a thud just as they were wrapping up what they are saying about the man with platinum hair. He was carrying a woman in a classic bridal style.

After finishing his lollipop, he discarded the stick. "Oh? Joker, whatcha got there?" Amused by the guy's behavior, who had never seen him carry a girl or even converse with someone of the other gender, he was curious.

ᴊᴏᴋᴇʀ ᴘᴏᴠ

"I spotted her lying on the floor, face down. She seemed to faint," Still carrying the woman, I proceeded towards them and answered Wooin's query. Then Hyuk asked, getting up from his crouched position. "What are you gonna do with her?"

"I'm not sure."

"..."

"..."

Wooin decided to break the silence. "How about we take her to the hospital?" He suggested.

"That's a good suggestion but did she have her ID with her?" Hyuk asked blankly.

"No. She doesn't have anything with her," I pipped.

"..."

"It's too dangerous plus the hospital staff will assume we are criminals who are hurting this woman," Hyuk continued.

"Sooooo..." Wooin trailed off after dragging the word. "We take her to your house, Joker!"

"Huh?"

"What do you mean, "huh?" I suppose it that you wish to save her?" Raising an eyebrow, he met my gaze directly and then turned to examine the woman in my hands.

"Well... you're not wrong..."

"So, let's go then!" Following Hyuk's footsteps, who had already departed from us, Wooin chirped.

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The two-toned woman is carefully placed on my bed, and I cover her with the blanket. After taking off her cleats and placing them next to the bed, I return to the living room where my younger brothers and the others are seated.