One to All | Ateez

6

Yeosang was happy he left the house for a little while.

Until he heard it.

The boy's painful cry for help.

Frantically, Yeosang turned around and started running to the source of the cry. His heart was pounding in his chest and beads of sweat were forming on his forehead.

Yeosang got closer, he could hear a boy crying and another sound. Kicking, perhaps?

Yeosang reached the ally were a boy was on the ground and a group of four were around him kicking and punching him.

"Hey! Get away from him!" Yeosang shouted running to the boy on the ground. Three of the four boys left sprinting but a brunette boy stayed behind he popped his neck and put his arms up in fighting stance.

Yeosang was furious at the sight of the other. Instead of turning to the boy he drove straight to the other as he threw a punch right into the others face.

The bully took a step back probably not surprised that a guy Yeosang size could through a punch like that at someone twice his size.

He got back and threw his punch but Yeosang swerved it.

Yeosang voice immediately got deeper as he tried to compose himself and catch his breath, "Leave now, or I will make sure the Disciples of Seoul hunt you down and kill you slowly."

The bully staggered back, turned around, and ran as fast as his thick legs could carry him. Yeosang then frantically turned to face the other who was on the ground, groaning and bleeding.

"Kid, do you know your name?" Yeosang asked the boy whilst looking for any deep wounds.

"Jong-" The boy didn't get the chance to finish as he passed out under Yeosang's watch.

Yeosang touched his neck to find a pulse, he found a faint one. The boy was alive although his breathing was faint.

On his exterior, the boy had a busted lip, nose bleed, and very bruised face. On the inside, Yeosang could only imagine. The boys didn't kill him all they might of caused him would be bruised organs, broke ribs, and a couple cuts here and there.

Yeosang couldn't run an exact diagnostic at the moment, he needed his lab and equipment.

He to out his phone and called the only person he could trust. "You called?" Yunho asked, picking up on the third ring."

"Yeah, I need your help."

"What happened? Are you okay?" Yeosang heard Yunho rustling in the background.

"I'll explain when you get here. I'll text you the address. Hurry there's a body."

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Honestly school started and I already feel so stressed out-_-