"what do you think you doing?!" the man shouted while holding my fragile body protectively
"e-escaping." i managed to speak up, i hope that this man isn't one of my dad's men
"from what?!" he asked me while i saw my dad and one of his body guard, making my eyes widened
i pointed to their direction making the man to look at them.
"from him?" he asked me and look at me while i nodded tiredly
suddenly i felt my body on air, he carried me on his arms as he ran into the road while the green light was on.
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stoplight; parkjimin
Short Story(written by pchyng, also known as aasterin.) "ʟᴏᴏᴋ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪɢʜᴛ, ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴅᴏɪɴɢ?" in which you met him in the street while running. [lowercase intended.]