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Warning: This chapter will involve mentions of sexual assault. It is only insinuated. Nothing actually happens.

Little time skip

9:30 p.m.

Wooyoung's p.o.v~

He was bored.

He was so bored infact that he was about to wreak havoc on every single person standing in his way.

Watching the people pass by him, Wooyoung gripped his phone tightly. His arms wrapped around himself to try and become warm again.

The autumn breeze finally kicked in during the night, and standing still while it passed by was not fun. He gripped his red hoodie tightly, trying his hardest not to run straight to Jonghos' huge ass truck that would warm him up in a millisecond.

The only reason he was standing out in the cold anyway was because he was waiting for the rest of the group to come back.

Hongjoong and Seonghwa had shown up mid performance, shuffling through the crowd of people towards the front where they were all standing for Mingi's showcase. The reason they had gotten front row seats in the first place was because of Mingi, and being his friends, we got permission to sit up front.

Although,

We all knew it was for Yunho.

No one complained, however, when the back ended up becoming a riot zone with people fighting to see the stage. There wasn't enough room on the college campus for everyone who went to see the full stage. Wooyoung was just glad he wasn't being pushed around up front.

After the show had ended, they had to wait on the sidelines for a couple of minutes, letting Mingi gather his things and meet up with them. They also had to wait for the crowd to slowly disperse. As there were so many people, it wasn't fully cleared out until after 20 minutes.

Even then, Wooyoung was shivering, it was so fucking cold out.

San had actually offered his jacket to him being the selfless person he is, but Wooyoung quickly realized he was only wearing a tank underneath that thing.

He quickly denied San's offer, not wanting to die of a heart attack and internal bleeding.

Mingi had eventually met up with them quickly after that interaction, and Wooyoung immediately swirled on his feet, already heading straight for Jongho's truck.

He didnt want to be an ass but the freezing weather plus San being incredibly sweet was not something he wanted to deal with at the moment.

He had already gotten pretty far ahead of the rest of them, with Yeosang calling out his name to make sure he was safe. Wooyoung only rolled his eyes because what could happen in a college parking lot at 8 pm. People were still around, trying to get back to their cars.

However, he spoke too soon as some stupid fucker interrupted his movement. Wooyoung body slammed into some dumbass who was walking in his way. He landed right on his butt, the black bag he had with him cushioning his fall.

"Watch where you're going you fucker" the random guy had said, obviously drunk from the way his words were slurred. Noticing that, Wooyoung didn't want to be around the guy any longer than he already had been.

"I think you're the bitch here, why don't you watch where you're going" Wooyoung snarkily responded using his hands to get up from the cold pavement. He was already freezing to death and didn't want to deal with some drunk asshole.

In the background, he could faintly hear San and Yeosang calling out his name, which warmed his heart. Wooyoung turned his body towards the unidentified man to see who it was that bumped into him.