3. Protective feeling by my side

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It happened again. I had to flee from the house I called home. Father was angry. He didn't think I was anything. He kept saying again that I am a beast that is dangerous to others and for himself. He said my hands would soon be in someone else's or my own blood. I bring destruction, horror and death. But have I asked for this? No. I never wanted to hurt anyone and I still don't want to. I want to help and be happy, but it is too much to ask.

I ran on the streets that were dark. I didn't know where I was going. I didn't know anyone in the village except Minhyuk, but I didn't know where he lived. I was scared when I saw people staring at me. An older man turned to me. "Why are you running?" He asked amused.

I didn't answer but I tried to go past him. He grabbed my hand."I asked a question! You should answer, you fucking brat!"

I closed my eyes and lifted my hands to my face to protect myself. He was going to hit me, I knew it. However, the hand never hit me. I opened my eyes. Someone had come between us. He was a boy with a strange hat. He stared at the older man's eyes.

"Don't hit him." He simply said.

The man looked down on him in anger. "Who do you think you are!?"

"I am a boy who wants to protect his friend."

"Fucking brat, get out of my way! I want to speak to that fucker!"

"I won't move. Give up."

The boy was fearless. He stared at the danger directly into the eyes. He did not flinch.

The older man glared me once again. "If I see your ugly face here again sometime ... you will suffer." He spat out and left.

I fell on my knees. I was able to breathe again. I was frozen with fear. The boy turned to me.

"You should be careful. These elderly people do not like young people." He said.

 

"Thank you. I don't know how to defend myself." I said.

"That's okay. You should not move alone."

"I don't have anyone to move with, except ... Minhyuk."

The boy raised his eyebrows. "Minhyuk?" He asked. "So you're the friend he's talking about ..."

"Are you his friend?"

"Yes." The boy smiled softly. "We're in a clan. Do you want to join?"

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