Zelo's POV
"Kamsameheda, Seongsaengnim," I bowed.
"Good job Zelo. Keep up the good work," Seongsaengnim dismissed me.
Smiling, I strolled out of the room, and then broke into a sprint down the hallway. SHOOT!! How long was that conversation anyways?!
I'm not that stupid, right? I can't believe Seongsaengnim pulled me over to give me a twenty minute talk about how impressive my improvement during the year has been.
Cool, it's great to know I'm not dumb anymore, BUT I DON'T REALLY CARE!!!
I zoomed out of the building and onto the sidewalk. I was going to be around five minutes late. Hopefully Minki won't murder me... even though when she's mad, she's really cute~
Wait no, what am I thinking?! I have to stop this stupid crush! Minki doesn't even like me, so why do I keep torturing myself like this?!
I DON'T LIKE HER ANYMORE I DON'T LIKE HER ANYMORE!!! ARGHHHH!!!
....
Nope, I still feel the same way.
I turned down a few more streets and entered the maze of alleyways I was told about. While I was turning a corner, I bumped into someone's hard head. Well technically, the person's head bumped into my chest.. Looking around, I noticed I was surround by four gangsters, some wearing wife beaters, and others sweatshirts.
"Oh! Look at what we got here! AREN'T YOU GOING TO APOLOGIZE?!" one guy with a flat nose threatened my, spitting all over my face.
"Um....," I hesitated, wiping the spit off my face and wincing.
"YAH!!! AND ON TOP OF THAT, WHY ARE YOU WIPING YOUR FACE AND GIVING ME THAT STUPID LOOK, HUH?! ARE YOU LOOKING DOWN ON ME?! ARE YOU SAYING THAT I'M WEAK?!" Flat-nose cracked his knuckles.
"Daesung-ah, calm down," a blonde haired guy sighed; then he stared at me. He was the guy actually wasn't bad looking, and had a big of what Himchan would call "pretty-boy swag."
"So aren't you going to apologize to me?! It was your fault for bumping into me in the first place," Pretty boy growled. Two guys and Flat-nose started flexing their muscles in a silent why of communicating that if I didn't apologize, I'd get beaten up.
The dude was almost a head shorter than me, and it made me laugh.
"Is he laughing at hyung?" a plain-looking man asked.
"He wouldn't dare if he knew what Jiyong could do," a guy with dreadlocks shook his head.
So Pretty boy's name was Jiyong, huh?
"Apologize right now," Jiyoung whispered, pulling something black and shiny out of his pocket.
Wait... is that a-? IT'S A FREAKING GUN!!!
And with that thought, I ran off as fast as I could. I know I should've used some cool karate skills and knocked Jiyoung's head off, except I didn't know any. TT.TT
Since I had long legs, I easily out ran the four shorties, swerving into random alleyways that popped up out of nowhere. After a few minutes, I had lost them, and then I realized where I was.
Lost.
Wait... what's that?!
I saw four figures in the distance, and instead of what Minki had told what was going to happen, there just seemed to be a huge cat fight. The girls were spitting arguments back and forth, and Seunghyun would occasionally butt in. A bit confused on what the plan actually was right now, I hung back in the shadows, listening in on the fight.
