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Park Jaehyung POV

I sprinted across the streets, shoving others who was blocking me. Some cursed at me but I replied with a middle finger by my side. I was pretty late. By pretty late, I meant by an hour late. I hurried down the pathway, clutching onto the bags that was hidden inside of my coat. I glanced at my phone before checking the street signs. District 9. I looked at both sides before sliding myself into the alleyways. I gulped as I tried to find my customer.

"Took you long enough. Come on Kid, I don't have all day," A raspy voice came from behind me. The hair from the back of my head stood up. I nodded and took out the bags of powders.

"Every single bag of these weighs 1.5 Kilograms. You know the price, hand it over and I'll give you mine," I firmly spoke. When it comes to money and business, I'd like to describe myself as serious.

The hooded man scoffed before taking his hands from his pocket. I waited for the money to be handed over but instead, he threw a punch. I dodged the fist successfully but slammed my face onto the brick wall. The alleyway was so tiny and narrow that even children might not be able to fit in. Once I adjusted my broken glasses, I realised the man has taken the bags and scurried away. I whined before pulling my sleeves up, sprinting after the man who didn't take long to leave.

I chased after the black, hooded man. Everyone scattered upon seeing the suspicious man. To add on, he was running too. My pace started to get faster and faster. I took out my "weapon" and aimed to hit him. I spat on my 'Frozen Butter in Sock' weapon for good luck purposes before launching it all the way to him.

"Headshot," I muttered to no one in particular after seeing the man, tripping over air. He was probably shocked from the pain. Don't underestimate the power of a frozen butter in a sock. The man started slowing down and I immediately took the chance to hurry. I grabbed his hood, pulling him back. I gripped onto his shirt while holding my fist in the air. I sat on his legs, preventing him from escaping once again.

"Pay up or you ain't getting anything," I warned him. Most of the times, I can look really innocent and young but the other percentage of the time, I can also look intimidating. Nevertheless, I won't be able to throw a punch because.. One, I am not capable of doing so. Two, I don't think I will forgive myself even if it wasn't my fault.

"H-Hey, just let me off for once?"

"No."

"Look, the police are coming in because we created a huge ass ruckus and if one of us get into trouble, either you or me would also get in trouble so, let me go and I'll lead you somewhere safe or we'll stay here and get in trouble. Deal?" I couldn't utter a word because I wasn't able to catch up with his blabber and so, I nodded. I got off him, took my bags of powder along with my weapon. Just before I knew it, the familiar, nagging police siren blared.

"Scram!" The man grabbed my wrist, pulling me forward. I quickly got on my feet and followed the man that I easily put my trust in. Thinking about it makes me wonder how I didn't get kidnap when I was a child.

"Hey! Stop right there!" I laughed before looking back with my hand covering a portion of my face.

"Do I look like I would stop?"

"Actually, yes!" The man I was following pulled me in another alleyway. The policeman couldn't stop their car at once unless they would be in trouble as well. They drove right past us. I smiled, loving the feeling of my adrenaline pounding hard.

"We're still not safe. Come on, jump here," I stared at the man, shocked by how he could effortlessly pulled himself up the railings.

"Uh if you can't already tell, I'm not fit enough to do all these climbing stuff."

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