Boss • l.ty & w.yh

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A/N: I'm sorry if you get confused with the timeline of her/your high school life in the story. I'm not that familiar with the South Korean Educational system and just know that highschool's three years and that the average age is probably around 17 years old?

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The first quarter of your freshman year just ended and right now you found yourself walking down the same old path that you always passed by on the way home.

On the way the school, your brother would usually drive you since its along the way to his university, unless he was sick, then you would take the bus.

But on the way home, you preferred walking since your school wasn't that far, walks cleared your head and because you wanted to save your commute money.

On the way home, you had to pass by three alleys.

It actually wasn't that scary since you never walked there at night and since you were already used to passing by.

One alley down.

You took slow steps, wanting to enjoy the good weather.

You passed by the second alley.

You brought your phone out and plugged in your earphones, wanting to listen to music.

Just the third alley left.

You turned the corner, excited by the fact that you were almost home when-

-Right in front of you were three gruff men beating up this lanky guy who tried his best to fight back.

You've got to give the guy credit, he was actually able to throw some punches and dodge a few from the gruff men and looked like he was holding out pretty well.

At that time, you didn't know anything about the mafia yet. At that time, you just thought that the three men were trying to mug the guy.

So you did what any normal citizen would do, you called the police.

You waited near the road for the police to arrive and once they came, they split up the fight, already cuffing the three gruff men and bringing them to the car.

The men tried to protest and you and the lanky guy just stared as the whole scene unfolded.

"HE ASKED FOR A BEATING! HE DIDNT LIVE UP TO HIS END OF THE DEAL! BESIDES HE PUNCHED FIRST! MY FRIENDS AND I WERE DOING SELF DEFENSE!" One of the gruff men screamed.

The officers didnt look conviced but seeing as though the lanky guy was actually able to last long in the fight and still be standing, they stopped their tracks and decided to ask you what really happened.

"Maam, being a witness, was what this man said true?" The officer asked, pertaining to the statement of one of the gruff men.

You glance back from the three men to the lanky guy before muttering:

"The three men were trying to mug the guy" 

You honestly didn't know why you said that.
Why you lied.
You could've just told them that you came during the middle of the fight.
But you didn't. 

The three men and the lanky guy all stare at you in shock before the three start to struggle from the hold of the police, cursing at you and calling you a liar.

The police thank you for your time before struggling to get the men, who were still cursing at you, in the car.

Once they were gone, you look around the area to see the lanky guy walking away and run to him, grabbing him by the arm and saying “Hey, we need to get your wounds treate-“

He pulls away from your grip and turns to face you with anger and confusion in his eyes “-Why did you do that?!” He screamed.

You step back in shock for a few moments, wondering why he screamed at you before your face also shows anger.

“Well I’m sorry for helping you!” You scream back.

What the fuck did you do to deserve this diesperect? You just saved the damn guy.

“But why did you?”

His voice had become an octave lower and his face turned from anger into something serious. His gaze making you stay frozen in place. You had to admit, he did look handsome, but that wasn’t the point right now.

“I..I-” The words suddenly seemed stuck in your throat but you force yourself to say something.

“Because..You looked like you needed help!”

At that statement, he slowly steps forward, making you step back until your back hits the wall and you have to admit, he doesn't seem like some lanky guy anymore from up  close.

“But what if what they were saying was true? What if I’m more dangerous than those three thugs and you just helped a-”

As he speaks, he leans in closer and closer until you feel his breath tickling your ear and you close your eyes by impulse.

“-YOU KNOW WHAT, I DONT CARE IF YOU GET YOUR WOUNDS TREATED ANYMORE!” You suddenly scream when the whole situation sinks in, pushing him away with a lot more force than you thought, making him stumble back in shock.

You take a deep breath and stare at him in shock as well. You really didn’t expect yourself to push him back that hard or move at all from the position you were in.

“Look, goodluck getting your wounds treated and youre welcome you ungrateful asshole” You quickly mutter before running off to your home, just hoping that he doesn't follow you.

And the man is still in a shocked state, not having time to get mad at you or chase after you.

“What the fuck was that all about”
He mutters when he gets back to his senses.