WANTED ⤞ K.YS

16

After all of Ateez and Stray Kids saw my makeover I put on a face mask so no one could recognize me at the party. Then, I got into the black limousine with black tinted windows.

Ateez and I got into one limousine and Stray Kids in another.

The limousines were very spacious and even though they had a threatening and elegant vibe to them, they had a certain comfort to them, unlike the ones I used to ride in with my father.

"Where are we going?", I asked remembering how I didn't know.

"We're going to one of Got 7's mansions", Hong Joong explained to me.

I nodded and began making conversation with Ateez as we passed through the outskirts of the city.

We later arrived with no difficulties to the mansion where the party was being held at.

Yeosang helped me out of the limo and everyone immediately faced our unrecognizable faces.

The atmosphere was toxic. The lights were dimmed and if it weren't for all of the expensive looking people, it would look like a teenage party from a movie. There were many rich men and women drunk, dancing, or just talking.

I never really liked being at these parties. I didn't like that there were so many unknown people in one place. Now that I knew what these parties were really about I disliked them even more.

Yeosang noticed my uncomfort and made sure to be by my side at all times.

"Oh, hello. I see you guys have a new member", Jimin said with a faint smirk on his lips as he scanned my masked face.

"We do.", Yeosang said under his own mask.

"Interesting. Well, I'm Jimin", he said sticking out his small, but manly, hand.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Sol."

I had introduced myself as "Sol" so nobody would figure out my real identity. We couldn't risk my father knowing that I was alive and that I had joined his rival gang. It is true that BTS were Ateez's allies but if we were to tell them about my identity, it wouldn't be in a party where rival gangs could be listening.

"That's a pretty name"

"It is. Sorry, we have to go. Excuse us", Yeosang suddenly said leading me away from Jimin.

"Hey! What was that for?", I questioned Yeosang as we sat down on some white couches in a corner of one of the living rooms.

He shrugged.

"He was getting annoying."

"We barely even talked!"

"Yeah, but he staring at you too much."

"We were in a conversation. It is respectful to look at the person you are talking to."

"It wasn't the fact that he was staring at you. It was how he was staring at you."

"Oh? Were you jealous? Do you perhaps like me?"

His eyes got wide with what I had said. He suddenly took my hand and dragged me to a garden outside.

He is so spontaneous today oh my God

He took me to a quiet place where not many people were talking.

The full moon lit up the night along with small strings of lights hung around some plants all around the garden.

Yeosang sighed. He then raised his head to look at me in the eyes and grabbed my hands.