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What was supposed to be a quiet, calm walk back from back from home had turned into something quite chaotic and stressful.
It had gotten quite dark since I am working long, late hours now.
Usually I would walk home at around six in the evening but today, for reasons I can't explain, I had to leave at nine, three hours late.
I'm walking as fast as I can, because I'm sure I'm being stalked.

Let me tell you about how I got into this situation.

My name is Jungkook, Jeon Jungkook, and I'm a somewhat struggling webcomics artist.
Though, it's not as easy as it looks. Especially when you have six of Seoul's best trained assassins constantly on your tail. It just makes life, well, a lot harder.

You may be thinking, 'Why are six of Seoul's best trained assassins trying to hunt you down, Jungkookie?' That's a long story that I don't want to get into. I'll just summarise it for you instead.

A couple of years back I got into trouble with some people, more specifically, six gang leaders. It's not my fault, I was young and stupid at the time. I didn't know what I was doing. After I got into trouble, the police found out more about them and their 'businesses', which caused a lot of unneeded stress for me.

I had to move from house to house, city to city. I even once almost moved to another country, but it was no use, they always knew where I was. So I stayed put. I got a job as a illustrator at a poor company, in the quiet part of the city. I work with a couple of others but they barely turn up, so it's usually just me.

Let's get back to the present, back to where I am now.

I'm currently briskly pacing through alleyways trying to escape my stalker. They're quiet, but I can still hear their footsteps. Each one getting worse than the last. Each one getting closer than the last.

Every turn I take I see bland grey brick walls, covered in dirt and every so often, patches of  graffiti. Giving the walls little colour.

After minutes of pacing through the maze of dimly lit streets and alleys I finally find myself at a deserted road, the street lights giving the scenery an amber glow.

I step out, onto the road and look around. The footsteps are gone but I'm far away from home.

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