You walked on the streets alone. You glanced at your watch. 12am. You had to work overnight today because there was not enough staffs for the night shift. You looked up at the sky. There was no stars at all. It was pitch black. You continued walking on the streets, which is dark and quiet. All you could hear is the sound of vehicles driving pass at times. There was almost no one here, and there was almost no stores that are open, except for the 24-hour convenience store across the road.
All you want to do was sleep. You were exhausted. You yawned and dragged your feet to the bus stop. You sat on the bus stop bench, waiting for the last bus that usually arrives at 12.30am. You glanced at your watch. 12.05am. You groaned because you had nothing to do for 25 minutes. You almost dozed off until felt like someone is sitting beside you. You smell alcohol, so you opened your eyes.
"Ooh, we got a pretty lady right here." An old man who is probably at his early 40s said. You swore he stinked because of the alcohol smell.
You backed away, but he moved nearer and nearer to you. You were trembling because you were scared. You knew he was drunk. He was holding a glass of soju. Ah, that's when you remember that there's a club somewhere around here. You looked down at your legs and you realised it was a really bad idea to wear short shorts. Firstly because it was cold at night and you forgot to bring your sweatshirt. Secondly, that creepy guy might do anything to you soon.
That guy was speaking nonsense to you, and you looked away not caring about him. That's when he placed his empty hand on your thigh. He placed the glass down, and covered your mouth. You knew that if you shout or do anything wrong, he might just hit you with that empty glass of soju or anything. You can't even shout anyway. He was covering your mouth. His hand travelled up slowly, when you heard someone shouted.
"YAHH!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO HER?!" You looked up and see a cute boy, most probably about your age.
The boy pulled you behind him, causing that creepy ahjusshi to be surprised.
"Oh, are you her boyfriend? I'm sor-" The cute guy punched that ahjusshi, cutting him off.
The creepy ahjusshi, who is raging, picked up his glass bottle, and hit it at the cute guy's head, which caused you to gasp. The cute guy had a cut on his forehead, exactly at the place where he got hit.
The cute guy shouted,
"Ahjusshi! Does your wife knows what you're doing at this time?! If you're going to look at other girls then take off that damn wedding ring you're wearing right now!!""WHAT DID YOU SAY?!"
The creepy ahjusshi was about to punch the cute guy, but he ended up falling and losing consciousness.
The cute guy quickly pulled your arm, dragging you to follow him quickly. Both of you ended up somewhere far, sitting on a bench.
"Thank you for that..." You said.
"Uh well no problem. By the way, I'm Minghao. Xu Minghao." The cute guy introduced himself.
"I'm Y/N. So you're chinese?" You asked and he nodded.
"Ah, no wonder your accent was different." You said, finally understanding.
"Anyway, why are you here at this time?" You asked.
"Oh I'm a new worker, I just worked at a café here about one week ago. They needed extra worker to help clean up the café because one of them had to leave earlier. And... here I am." You nodded understandingly.
"How about you?"
"There was not enough staffs in my restaurant for the night shift, so I had to help."
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