Black Suit || Super Junior

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"Sincerely, Miss Jung Min Soo..." I mumble as I forge my deceased mother's signature for the umpteenth time. I toss the pen aside and stuff the document into an envelope ready to post. "I've got to stop doing this." I sigh to myself, slumping back in my chair.

Ping!

A notification pops up on my phone; It's a message from the bank, confirming my debt. I clench my free hand in order to stop me lobbing my phone at the wall, but it doesn't help.
Frustrated, I slam the device onto the table and stand up.

"Where the fuck did I put those stamps?!"

Rummaging through the rubbish on my desk, I find the stamps, slap it on the envelope and head towards the front door.

It was like this everyday, forging signatures and getting pissed off. It was my life, yet I still couldn't get used to it.

Stepping outside I shiver, forgetting that it was -3 degrees out here with an additionally large amount of snow. I tightly grip the envelope in my hand to prevent it being dragged away by the wind, and one by one I lift my feet, trudging through the snow.

Normally, the post box would only take ten minutes to reach, but in this weather I'd say there's a possibility of it taking at least half of an hour.

Grunting after every step, I reach the colour faded destination and slide the envelope in through the small gap.

"Thank god for tha- FUCK!!"

I slip on a patch of black ice landing on what I expected to be a solid concrete floor, but I didn't. Before long, I realised that I'd been caught.

"Are you okay ma'am?"

I turn my head, my eyes meeting with a pair of chocolate brown ones. Noticing the awkward situation, I laugh and stand up straight.

"Is it just me, or did that seem like the type of cringy scene you'd read about in a fanfiction?" I ask aloud, giggling in between each word.

My 'saviour' tilts his head with a slightly uncomfortable look on his face. I stare at him for a moment, only now realising how good looking he really was. His hair was frizzy and hung just above his shoulders. His skin clear as anything, as if it was airbrushed. His eyes had almost a pure look in them, and they shimmered whenever a glimpse of the sun caught them.

I must've been watching him too deeply as I didn't notice him waving his hand in front of my face while asking, "Ma'am, are you sure you're okay?"

I come to my senses quickly and smile, "I'm fine thanks to you."

As soon as those words left my mouth, I cringed. I cringed really fucking hard. And I'm pretty sure he did the same.

"Sorry, what's your name? I'm Kim Heenim, but I go by Heechul."

I stood still for a moment, debating whether to give him my real name or not. Screw it, he seems nice.

"Name's L/N F/N. Just call me Y/N."

I small smile appeared on Heechul's face, "Y/N. I like that name."

I nodded awkwardly, the atmosphere was very uncomfortable. To break it, I checked my watch.

"Oh damn I'm late...!" I mutter under my breath, trying to make it as realistic as possible, "If you'll excuse me."

I bow quickly and run off- Well, I ran as best as I could in the snow.

Heechul P.O.V

The girl named Y/N trudges off and as I watch her, a small voice comes through my earpiece.

"Agent Kim, I repeat have you found the girl?"

I sigh slightly before pressing down on the earpiece and replying:

"This is Agent Kim. I confirm I have found her. I've found L/N F/N."

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Okay, chapter one done ~

Also it's my first time writing from more than one person's perspective so I apologise if it seems messy.

Also, the book will be in Y/N's perspective unless stated otherwise.

Thanks.