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Cold sweat dripping down her forehead, Yena focused on the opponent in front of her. Quickly kicking him by the side she managed to jab him in the stomach as the guy groaned in pain. Dodging a punch she then swiftly kicked him in the ribs once more and with a quick upper cut she sent the poor  man to the ground.

Watching her moves from afar, Mark and Jaehyun were amused by how smooth and agile she moved while fighting. "Winner!" The referee announced as a smirk of victory was planted on the girls face.

Changing her set of clothes in the locker room, Yena quickly grab her stuffs and ran to her apartment complex to get ready for school. It was almost 5 am when she arrived at her apartment. It was a simple place, so minimal, but enough for the young girl. Quickly taking a bath, and making coffee, she headed out to school.

Whilst walking, she bumped into a hard chest causing her fall and drop the stranger's things. Realising what happened she quickly got up and apologised to the man in front of her, "I'm so sorry sir! I didn't see you, I'm truly sorry." Helping picking up the person's papers while bowing. "It's okay it was just an accident." The man told her as she sighed in relief, bowing and apologising once more, Yena went off to her class for she was already late to her first class.

"Choi Yena. You're late." The professor looked at her with burning eyes that was ready to burn Yena up if she didn't made up an excuse. "I'm sorry Ms. Hwang, I got up really late since I was making the reports you gave us. And I had an accident this morning on the way here." She explained as she looked at her feet afraid of what the old woman will say next. Hearing the professor sigh, she looked up and tried to hide her grin from hearing what her teacher had said next, "It's okay, now please sit down and don't get all worked up with the tasks I give you. Please don't be late next time Ms. Choi."

Going to her seat, she sat down and greeted her seat mate with a silly grin "Smooth moves Yen, mind teaching me those?" He joked as the girl just rolled her eyes and laughed. "It's called negotiating Ten." After talking a bit, the two decided to stop talking and listen to the lecture not wanting to deal an angry professor.


"Class dismissed, enjoy the weekend and please pass all the reports on Monday." Mr. Davis reminded them as he earned nods from the students. Packing her stuff, Yena exited her last class for the day and went to her apartment. Arriving her apartment, she noticed her door open. Putting down her bag by the door she walked slowly and quietly, keeping alert on what happens next.

Hearing noises from her room she slowly opened it seeing a tall lean man. Not wasting time she pounced on the man and held him in a headlock while kneeing him in the stomach making him kneel down. Soon enough the guy was lying on the floor Yena on top as she looked him dead in the eye, and realising that he was utterly familiar.

"Who are you." She asked straight forwardly making the guy shiver, "I asked, who are you. Did someone sent you here? Spill kid." She said as she grabbed tightly his collar nearly choking him as he began coughing.

"I-i can't b-breathe...." The young lad managed to say some words out but that didn't answer her question. "I asked who are you once again, I didn't ask if you can breathe." She said irritated. Letting the boy go, she stood up looking at him coughing while trying to catch his breath.

"Now, answer my question kid. Or I'll have to call the police." Seeing his eyes widen he stood up and looked at the floor. "What? scared that I'll call the police?" She said as she started dialling 911 on her phone.

Before the other line could answer, her phone flew to the other side of the room. Turning around, she saw two other guys in front of her. One with dark brown hair and a tall slender form as the other one had red hair and a bit shorter than the other person.

"Okay, if you came here to fight then you all should leave. Unless you want serious shit to happen." She said as her blood began to boil seeing three men breaking into her house.

"We don't want to fight princess, we just want to talk." The red hair guy said and before she could speak she felt a quick pain in her neck causing her to pass out.

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