Chapter 4 • The Lifesaver

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Dino is absence and you saw Taeyeon, reading a Bible during recess. She doesn't even bother to eat something. Just sits on her place and read Bible peacefully, and happily. She always smiling while reading Bible. She will fits Joshua so well.

You decided to talk to her and befriend her.

You : Hi there.

Taeyeon : Oh hi.

You : How are you? I'm Y/N.

Taeyeon : Kim Taeyeon. I'm good. Thank you. What about you?

You : I'm pretty much okay. My bestfriend didn't attend to school today. So what are you doing?

Taeyeon : Oh nothing. Just reading Bible.

You : Oh..

Taeyeon : Who's the person who sit at this table?

She pointed at Joshua's table.

You : His name is Joshua.

Taeyeon : Is he nice?

You : Yea, he also generous. He always buys something nice for people. He likes to read Bible too, like you.

Taeyeon : ohh.. Did he have a girlfriend? Oh I'm so sorry for asking that. You must be his girlfriend.

You : Me? His girlfriend? Nah. He's just my friend. Anyway, he's still single.

Taeyeon : Really?

You : Yeah. His ideal type is a girl who likes to go to church every Sunday. He might like you.

Taeyeon : How did you know that I like him?

You : Then why did you ask so much about him?

You smiled.

Taeyeon : Girl~ I like you, let's be friends.

You continues to chat with her until the recess over and Math teacher came in.

Throughout the class, you noticed Joshua and Taeyeon always look at each other. Aww young love.

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You : So? How's you and Taeyeon?

Joshua : She told me to lean over and she kissed my cheek.

You : Finally.

{Time skip}

You walked down the streets, it's so quite like, no one even drive or walk or cycle whatever pass the streets. You looked around, it's sunny, and pretty much afternoon.

You usually take the sidewalk of the main road. But this is just for fun.

After walking for a while, you reached a corner, there are four scary guys with scars and improper hygiene (I'm not gonna say dirty it's rude) just hanging around there. They're just four metres away from you.

You wanted to hide from them, but it's too late. They already see you.

"Hello there, pretty lady.", one of the guys said.

"Are you lost, little girl?"

The four guys surrounded you. And your back is blocked by the wall. There are evil smiles sketched on their faces.

One of them pulled your shirts. Exposing your shoulder and one bra string.

"Wanna play?"

You walked backwards until your body is pinned on the wall.

"You wouldn't mind if we take a look what's behind that shirt?"

You : Please don't touch me...

You pleaded as you cover up your chest and hold your shirt on the shoulder to its place.

You : Please... No...

Two guys walk towards you.

You started to scream.

You : Help! Somebody please he-

One hold your hand on your back and one cover up your mouth.

You started to cry.

Mom! Dad! Please help me! I'm scared!, you screamed even your mouth is covered.

"Relax babe, it's not going to hurt you."

One of them started to unbutton your shirt. One by one. Until the middle, it already reveal your pitch black bra.

"Black, huh? Sexy."

You : Dino!!

Even though you didn't see Dino anywhere but you still screams him name.

Suddenly a familiar guy with hoodie come. He also wearing a mask that covers his mouth and nose. The guy from the mall!

The guy with hoodie took two guys' head who is holding your hands and mouth, and he smashes them on the wall, leaving their blood escaping their head fast. The third one tried to stab the guy in his face but failed, the guy took the third one's arm and broke it. The guy with hoodie swiftly kick the fourth person on his balls.

You : How do I have to say thank you to you...

"Just say thank you.", the guy said. There's a bloody scratch on the right side of his face.

You : oh thank you. Oh no, your face.

You took out a piece of tissue and pat it on his fleshwound.

"Thanks"

The guy gives you his coat, then he left.

This coat looks familiar.. you thought.

And you quickly walked home.

I never take shortcut anymore, you thought.

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