"Why aren't any of you concentrating on what's supposed to be done!?" Mark suspiciously furrowed his eyebrows.
"We're just..." Before MinYeong could finish what she's about to say, Mark jumped to the conclusion.
"You." Mark pointed directly towards MinYeong.
"Me? Why me?"
"Let's talk." Mark shortened his words releasing an epic annoyed tone from his voice.
Mark sighted the others widening their ears "... And personally, can we talk alone just the two of us?"
"Are you getting permission from us?" Youngjae asked.
JB's curiosity led him to speak "oooh... We get it, guys lets go."
"Ooh I always wanted to sneak into their conversation." Jackson lowered his head unto Bambam's back.
JB moves his lips pointing on the other side from where they're standing.
"Oh forget what I said lets just go, the two love birds personally getting to know each other perfect fit for a cute relationship." Junior covered Jackson's mouth forcing him to stop blabbering stuffs.
((--MARK's POV--))
~ later on ~
"Well your entrance was a disaster." MinYeong spouted words from behind my back.
"Do you remember your uncle's punishment?" I'm sure she remembers.
"Oooh you mean the first day I got the slavery sh*ts and stuffs." MinYeong responded after scratching the lower right part of her chin.
"Yah! (Hey) watch your mouth."
"Ne (yes) I will Mark oppa."
((--MinYeong's POV--))
Under the shadowed part of the balcony there was a sneaky looking person hiding from upfront.
"Hey who is that?" I rushed unto the creepy looking guy.
"MinYeong don't!" Not wondering about what's from upfront, I turned my back against it.
"Why are you following us?" Mark started to talk harshly.
"MinYeong don't ever think about turning." Mark creating this silly stunt is making me worried sick not to mention killing me tenderly in the inside.
"Yah! (Hey) what's the matter is there someone I know behind those shelves." Mark's undying glare startled me from where I was standing.
What's he doing? Omo I'm seriously NOT scared right now.
"Who sent you!!? It's Xiumin is it?" Why's he talking about my previous mortal enemy? Oh why bother anyway.
My stubborn self led me to glare from behind. Omo! He's holding a camera, what if he's a paparazzi!? What to do!? What to do!?
Mark glimpsed at a bucket of sand, he threw it directly to the camera man as he pull my right hand forcefully. We ran into the shallow corridors of the building.
Because I can't handle the speed we're actually doing in this sort of chase, a table blocking my way made me sprint and had a difficult fall.
"Gweanchana? (Are you okay)" Mark said in a worried voice.
"Ne (yes) I'm alright." Forcing myself to stand just made it difficult for me to move my ankle.
"Stop panicking, just stop..."
Out of curiosity I spoke with a terrified expression written on my face "What's wrong?"
"Nobodies chasing us." Oh what a relief.
"I'll carry you." Mark requested.
"I beg your pardon...?" Is Mark alright? Because I'm NOT.
Mark piggybacked ride me from where I fell.
"Yah! (Hey)"
"You really are not used to this are you?" Mark having a doubtful look made me blush red.
Why is he grinning? Well that's uncomfortable.
"Sit here." Mark ordered me to sit still on a cranky chair.
"I'll be back."
A cold shivering wind passed by my sight "You'll leave me here? All alone?"
"Don't worry I sense there are ghosts near by, they'll be talking to you any moment now." Mark smiled just about the smile he showed towards Irvy in the hospital.
"Yah! (Hey) your scaring me! What's the deal!? It's not funny though." Seriously, Friday the 13th is near yet he's too I don't know! Impeccable!
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Bright Stage (Mark Tuan and GOT7 FANFIC)
Fiksi PenggemarThe stage used to be GOT7's home and nature but as all of them gets into trouble one by one, their lives became complicated. Joo MinYeong had a bright future ahead of her while Mark tuan and his badboy's gang known as the worst group inside the univ...