Oh Ha-Seon attends school everyday and never skips class, always taking notes and paying attention to the teacher's lecture. With the job of Class President and being in many different clubs, Oh Ha-Seon is labelled the model student of the school. M...
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"Do you think that really was enough?" Jungkook kicked the stray can to the side, trying to hide his concern. Namjoon wiped his hands clean and threw away the bloodied napkin.
"Yes," Namjoon's eyes looked intense, "they definitely learned their lesson."
At times like these, Namjoon's position as leader in our group was assured. His piercing gaze and intense aura even made me cautious around him.
Jungkook smiled. "Next time it happens, let's kill them, right?"
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When we arrived back at my house, I let out a deep and heavy sigh, exhausted from all the workload I had to do with the group.
It wasn't too gruesome. Just some thugs sent to the hospital for bothering Jungkook's sister.
They probably can't walk without a limp anymore, but at least they weren't dead.
The whole time while we were gone, I couldn't help but worry about Ha-Seon. Was she okay?
"What time is it?" I asked from lying on my bed.
Jin glanced over at his watch, "One in the morning."
Another deep sigh. It was too late to look for Ha-Seon anywhere. She was probably at her house already.
I tried to sleep, but couldn't, and found myself staring at the blank ceiling in displacement.
Shrugging on a jacket and throwing on some boots, I left the six other boys in the house as they slept.
Loud snoring muted when I closed and locked the door. Why did they always spend the night without asking?
It was probably around three or two, and barely anybody was out. Street lights lit up the roads and few cars passed by.
A quick walk around the town should help me sleep.
My thoughts grew heavy and exhaustion swept over me. The past days were hectic and full of chaotic fights and things that needed to be sorted out. I felt so drained.
I took a seat the water fountain's base in the Central Park. Water gushed out from the fountain, the rhymntic sound relaxing my nerves.
I twirled my rings in the silence.
As I was about to get up and head home, I heard sniffling and shuffling coming from the other side of the fountain.
I narrowed my eyes. An animal? No, those were most definitely human sniffles. Who would be out this early in the morning? A fitness crazy person?
Peeking over the fountain, my eyes widened when I recognized who it was.
