zerobaseone - One second too many | ❤️‍🩹 |

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Main member: Gyuvin

Other members: zerobaseone

Request/Idea - LebohangNdlovu6

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Gyuvin hated his job working at a gas station. Sure, the job was rather easy, his boss didn't ask for too much of him and he didn't have to work a ton of hours but it was the only place that worked with his schedule. You see, Gyuvin had entered his second year of university but also moved into his own apartment near the end of summer so he was pretty packed with stuff. The only times he could work to pay for both rent and school was at night and the gas station was the few places to be open overnight. It wasn't the best, but hey, it gave him money and had good hours for his schedule so it was something.

The boy had just finished another shift at the gas station at 1:00am, earning himself 39,440 won ($30.10 USD) which he quickly spent around 1,510.30 won of to buy a cup of ramen for dinner. Again, not much, but it'd suffice until the morning came. He stuffed the ramen cup in his bag before slinging it over his shoulders and leaving the small building, hands in his pockets. Gyuvin would have put in his earbuds and blocked out the world on his walk back to his apartment but forgot them back at home. He listened to the sound of cars against the asphalt, the quiet chirping of animals from far away, watching his feet walk the oh-so-familiar path back to his apartment. It was comforting, almost, despite not having music to listen to. He never realized how quiet it was and that maybe, just maybe, he wouldn't need to always listen to music on these walks.

Gyuvin snapped out of his thoughts when a nearby scream pierced through the air, shattering the silence into a million little pieces. It sounded like it had come from an alley, the same alley Gyuvin was just about to pass by. He walked the next few steps so he was just visible enough for whoever was in that alley, just visible enough for whoever screamed. Gyuvin could make out 3, maybe 4 people, 3 of those people surrounding the 4th who didn't look like they were in the best state. This fourth person looked like a girl, a little younger than Gyuvin and possibly still in highschool. She had long, dark hair with dyed, blonde strips that rested over a school uniform from the same school that Gyuvin used to go to. 'Pretty late for someone to be wearing a school uniform' Gyuvin thought to himself. This girl looked like she was in pain almost, a hand clutching her left shoulder as the shortest of the 3 held her up by her hair.

And with the other 3 people, they were all visibly taller than the girl but it was hard for Gyuvin to tell what they looked like as both their clothes and the darkness made them look almost invisible. The only things Gyuvin could make out about these people was 1: the heights, two out of the three looking closer to Gyuvin's own height and 2: a few strands of dark purple hair peaked out of one of the people's hat, the person standing the farthest away from that girl. Gyuvin's mind went completely blank as he watched this small 'interaction', not realizing the danger he was putting himself in by standing out in the open like this. However, he did realize this when the girl looked over at him and her eyes widened.

"Hey! You, guy! Help me, please! Please, help!" the girl yelled, making the other three turn their heads in his direction.

"Uhh..." Gyuvin stuttered while trying to think of a way to get himself out of there.

"Call 112, 119, or... something! Just get help, please..." the girl started crying and that's when Gyuvin noticed blood seeping through the uniform's jacket.

"..."

The shortest then turned towards the other two, "I'll stay and take care of the girl. Ricky, you and Gunwook go after that man and bring him back with you. Do not, and I repeat, do not let him call the police. I'll tell Hanbin where you are."

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