Bangtan Gang

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   He pulled me close and gently cupped my cheek... "If I kiss you, would you get mad" the handsome man said. I shook my head and smiled. He tucked an strand of hair behind my ear and massaged my cheek with his thumb. He slowly leaned in closer..closer...

   BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. Ugh. I slammed my fist on the loud box I hated so much, almost braking it again. "You always ring at the worst moment" I mumbled, stretching and shaking my head. Another morning in my shitty apartment. Another day at my shitty job. Just another shitty day.
  
    I threw on some ripped jeans and a large black t shirt cause that's how lazy I am, and went to wash up. I skipped breakfast again cause I'm slow, and grabbed my phone and purse to leave this dump. "Bye Jinnie" I say to my black goldfish, giving her her breakfast. Man I hate my life.

   I got in my old, shitty car and threw my stuff to the back, putting my phone in a cup holder. "Rebecca, navigate to McDonald's on 4th and 7th." I told my phone. Wow, 35 minutes? I'm gonna be late. I looked for some possible shortcuts and found one that would get me to work in 15 minutes.

   "Alright, let's get it." I drove on the route provided by my google maps.

   The neighborhood I drove through, in the beginning, didn't look that bad. It was a little trashy but nothing too ghetto. But as I got down the road, houses started varying and shacks and beat up cars began to litter up the sides of the road. I was beginning to regret this idea of taking a shortcut.

   I drove a little more to see if the road made a turn somewhere or something but there wasn't any sign of one. My phone died a few minutes before because my dumbass didn't charge it so I was driving super slow. Upon nearing some train tracks, I decided to turn around and just be late. I began to turn the car around, when a loud pop made me freeze. I got out and looky looky. A flat tire.

   I huffed and got back in the car. I was alone in front of an abandoned warehouse, within a mile from that trashy neighborhood, with a flat tire and a dead phone. Maybe if I turn it on I can quickly call a tow truck or something. I started looking around for my phone. (I had rage thrown it when it died)

   As I looked around for it, I saw a tall figure appear out of the corner of my eye. I froze, without fully turning my head, I looked toward the figure. Another one emerged from the warehouse door. I frantically felt under the seats for that damned phone. I checked at the warehouse again, and there were now SEVEN men. I gave up looking for the phone and sat nervously in the front seat.

   The seven men slowly walked up to the car, surrounding it, checking in the windows, running their hands on it. I thought they were gonna take me omti their lair and kill me.

   A tall guy who was showing off a dimple-y smile knocked on my window and motioned for me to roll it down. I gulped and reached for the lever and rotated it, making to window slowly roll down. The man rested his arms on the car door, still smiling.

   "What are you doing here all by yourself sweetheart." He said. I mustered up all my courage to answer him calmly. "I am taking a shortcut to work."

   "Ah well," he looked at my tire then back at me, "looks like it isn't a shortcut anymore." He chuckled and whistled to to other guys to encircle him. "Step out will you?" He asks. More like tells but oh well. I cautiously opened the door and stepped into the circle formed by the gang to trap me when I got out. I jumped at the door slamming shut behind me.

   "Whats your name pretty." He said.

   "..Y/n.."

   "Hello Y/n, I'm RM."