My Dear Sinful Guardian • KSJ

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Of course I came armed.
Of course I came at 4:00.
Of course I pissed people off.

"Hyebin."

It was not Hoseok.

It was someone taller.

An attractive face, but not sharp like Hoseoks.

"You are not my brother, leave."

The man in front of me wore plain black hoodie along with skinny black jeans.
His face was clear, no scars, no bruises, clear.
Attached with full lips.

I hate him already.

"Give me back my brother."

"You know, you looked much better crying on your mom's damn corpse."  He said it so clearly, he truly had some balls.

KIM SEOKJIN

In front of me was a woman,
wearing a cheek scar,
black jeans and a white GOODBOY shirt.
She didn't look armed.
But she clearly had tricks up her sleeve.

And I couldn't help remember her screaming and balling her eyes out as her eyes lay on her mother's dead corpse.
6 years ago, and her mother's death is still a fresh wound.
Weak.

But it was 4 in the morning, I was in not a good mood.
I wanted to see her neck break.
I knew Hoseok and Yoongi were hiding in case something happens.
And Jimin was out getting some girls.
Hoseok should be happy to have his baby sister back.

And with that thought, I shook my pistol out of my pocket and shoot at her thrice.
She had somehow dodged two of them, and came at me with amazing speed.
Somehow the black converse she was wearing were able to help her speed more.
She slid between my legs, cutting my thigh with a dagger, throwing back at her I kicked her in the face.

She disappeared.