24

878 72 0
                                    

Hyunwoo arrived at the airport. His stomach still hurt from the punch Kihyun gave him two days ago. Ouch, this hurts so badly. He rubbed his stomach gently and winced. 

Good thing is, I got out alive. He'd never forget the sight of the gun in Kihyun's hand.

He looked at the cold metal bangle around his wrist. This is the price to pay. A small red light on the wristband flashed. He sighed. Now, his parents weren't going to be the only people tracking his every move, his whereabouts.

Kihyun was.

And pretty much the rest of the White Rose gang.

Hyunwoo tried to ignore the tracking band around his wrist. I wish I never went to look up Kihyun on the internet. He regretted it with every inch of his body. If I hadn't, I wouldn't have landed myself in this trouble. 

Kihyun had put the tracking device on him to make sure he went nowhere near the police station.

Hyunwoo smoothed his shirt down. Not only was he virtually being followed by Kihyun, he wasn't allowed to tell anyone that the band was actually a tracking device. Not only did it occasionally send Hyunwoo's location to Kihyun, it had a voice recorder.

I feel like a prisoner.

"Hey, Hyunwoo! Never knew you were into jewellery!" Seokwon appeared beside Hyunwoo all of a sudden, nearly causing Hyunwoo to jump out of his skin. "I'm not- what made you say that?" Hyunwoo asked although he was pretty sure of what Seokwon was talking about.

Seokwon pointed at the bangle on Hyunwoo's wrist. "That." Hyunwoo tried to hide it from Seokwon. "Nah, that's just....a fitness band," He pulled his sleeve over the band.

"It looks pretty fancy. Where did you get it from?" Gosh, Seokwon, why did you have to ask so much? "I don't know. I didn't get it." Hyunwoo decided to shake Seokwon off and began speed walking ahead, leaving behind a very confused Seokwon.

"Could you ask whoever gave it you where they got it from? I really like it!" Seokwon called out after him.

"No!"

-

FROM ZERO [✓]Where stories live. Discover now