SANG'S POV
"Yoongi stop!" I heard Taeho yell, as I walked past his apartment, and headed towards mine. "Let me go!" I burst through Taeho's front door, and ran into his living room. I heard muffled cries, coming from a closed door, and I quickly busted it open.
"S-Sang." Taeho cried, struggling to get out from underneath a man's' body. I quickly grabbed the man, and threw him to the ground. After throwing a few punches to the guy's face, I stood up and grabbed Taeho.
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