fifty-nine; seongwoo, minho

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seongwoo kneeled down and poked the boy that the tall gang leader stabbed, noting that although the wound bled plenty, it wasn't fatal.

"that was needed?" ong questioned, standing up and glancing around, a flash of brown hair disappearing around a corner.

"not exactly." seungjun stated, reaching over to his gang member, inseong, and holding his hand.

"yah," youjin suddenly growled, not withering under seungjun's glare, "time is being wasted and it's obvious one of us stabbed this boy. let's go."

another gang member, jihun, snorted and tried to backhug youjin, but was elbowed away.

seongwoo sighed, realizing this gang his father hired was very effective but seemed dysfunctional outside of their duties.

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a small, long haired man skipped down the barren street, quite cheerfully as he just gained himself a job.

smiling so wide that he honestly couldn't see very well, he tripped over something on the street, sending him sprawling next to whatever caused him to do so.

"ow..." moonbok whined, opening his eyes wide, then noticed he tripped over some man's arm and fell into a puddle of his blood.

scrambling up, moonbok whipped out his phone and called 119, hurriedly speaking his situation to the receiver.

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