Y/N L/N, an average joe in his current university....
It all changes when his friend, Diego, drags him into an unexpected outing where Y/N's fate all changed.....
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Wincing in pain, I watched the nurse clean the cut left on my right arm. Well, you might be wondering, how did I get here?
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Y/N POV
Standing right in front of me is the 'staff' that I caught acting suspiciously. Dressing in all black with a cap and facemask, the person stared at me straight in the eye and behind it I can tell all sorts of crazy going through his head.
Roughly 170cm, medium build, short brown hair and tattoo on his right wrist.
' 1.3.1995 K.SH '
Moving the gears in my head, I immediately know what it meant and what is he after.
???: " I said... You saw what I was doing didn't you? "
Y/N: " I can't see I'm legally blind. "
???: " Don't fuck around with me! I heard everything, you bastard! Getting too close to my goddess is not fucking acceptable! "
Y/N: " There ain't no goddess here man. If you want one, there's a church nearby. "
My response caught him a little off guard and I scanned his body for any weapons. Nothing that's bulging from his pockets but that doesn't mean there's nothing in his back pocket.
???: " I'm going to give you one last chance to get the fuck out of here before I expose everything to the whole of Korea! "
Y/N: " What are you talking about? Expose? Expose what? That you're insane? "
I guess that was the final straw, he lunged at me with his fist raised up. Thankfully with my fast reactions, I parried his fist away and pushed him towards the couch. Landing with a loud thud, I created a distance from him and anticipated his next move.
He groaned a little before standing up and reached for his back pocket, pulling out a penknife. Lunging at me crazily once again, he tried aiming for my neck but I caught his hand. Twisting and cleanly breaking his wrist, he screamed in pain. With his mind filled with anger and obsession it drove him further into madness. Taking the penknife with his left arm, he started swinging his penknife in random directions, like when we're playing fruit ninja.
