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"you're just getting on my nerves," i said and he grinned cheekily.

today, the club was not so crowded. probably because it's a weekday. minhyuk is trying to get me taste some alcohol shit i'm not interested into. i've no personal problem with alcohol but it's something i dislike.

"you know you are a hard-headed girl, right?" the cherry head boy said as he entered the booth.

"you said you'll do anything i say, then get this boy out this place," i said to minhyuk, his eyes widened as he didn't expect me to ask something from him.

"sorry, sweetheart. that's a request i can't keep. after all, he's my best buddy," he said and threw an arm over his shoulder. can this get any worse?

"i didn't even introduce myself, my bad. the name's kim taehyung," the cherry head said. so, that's his name.

"do you change personality? like one for day and one for night?" i asked him, giving him a hard stare. minhyuk gave us confused look.

"ah man, she saw me on the store that day," he rubbed his hand on his face.

"come on, seongmi. let's all have a drink. cheers to the turning point of our lives," he said and handed me a cup of something. turning point?

"you already drunk, minnie?" taehyung said. minnie? oh my god, i'm legit stuck between crackheads. who knows, they might have pineapple with pizza. gross.

"shut up, taehyung. i'm not drunk," thank god this bitch is sober.

"listen, i'm leaving this town and never coming back again. you two, have fun and die," i took this chance and almost got out and suddenly the bodyguards came in view and i bumped into them and fell on my butt.

"ouch, what are you? wall?" i said, while rubbing my head and butt.

"this bitch just fell down. oh my god, someone fucking hold me," that taehyung said drunkenly and laughed his ass off.

"you sick fuck, shut up," i said and threw a fucking beer bottle at him while sitting on the floor. bitch was lucky that he got away by inches.

"ah seongmi, he could have died," minhyuk said with a nervous laugh. he got taehyung and handed him to the bodyguards to dump him in any room.

"how can he be so lightweight today?" he murmured.

i was already out of the club. i panted as i stood at the middle of the road.

"seongmi, watch out!" a shriek was heard and before i could comprehend, i was pulled by someone and a car drove past us.

it was minhyuk.

his eyes were full of worry and fear. i couldn't ignore the glisten of his eyes as his eyes ran over my face, checking for injuries.

wasn't that supposed to be normal?

boy, was i so wrong.