"I don't do shit halfway, sweetheart. You step in my flames, you'll burn to ashes!"
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The Kings of the underworld are in a bit of a predicament; their rule over the city is challenged as an old enemy...
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Time is the longest distance between two places. ~ Tennessee Williams ________________
Ashley felt Like she would jump out of her own skin any moment now.
She hated waiting. Maybe that would explain the reason she was always late for everything. She would like to claim that she was worth the wait, but in reality, the girl had a really bad relationship with time and a deep, rooted hatred for anticipation. She hated sitting still, having to be patient, wait.
But tonight she had no choice but to be a little earlier than normal. She didn't want to make the person she was meeting wait for her. She knew how much he hated it and she was trying to get on his good side. So here she was, in the middle of the night, on a cold March day in the middle of nowhere, waiting for her childhood friend with clenched heart and hopeful fear raizing goosebumps on her skin.
She couldn't tell why she was so anxious to meet him after all this time, but she was.
Maybe it was because she hadn't seen him in so long. Perhaps it had to do with the fact that she no longer had any idea of who he was anymore. Or could it be the excitement of meeting someone she had missed dearly that made her skin crawl at the sight of the man in black approaching her?
She couldn't help a smile crawling on her lips at seeing him again. Sure she had seen him multiple times during past years, briefly talked to him in the crowds or alone, but this was the first time in forever she had picked up the phone and actually asked him to meet up with her in what felt like centuries.
The blonde girl did what the bravest mareen would be terrified to do in the presence of the Devil; she turned her back to him. The wind hauled against her face softly as she rested her elbows against the wooden fence surrounding the field in front of her. She let her gaze fall over the endless green in front of her eyes, greedily searching the defining line where the sky met the grass. The darkness was still too thick for her to be able to tell. Or was it the lights of her motorcycle hiding it from her, she couldn't care to guess.
She suddenly felt his presence net to her.
"Ashley," for a split second, his low greeting broke the hum of the nocturnal creatures buzzing all nigh.
The smile on her lips was genuine again as she took a healthy drag from her cigarette, releasing the white smoke into the empty space in front of her.
"Yoongi," she responded almost immediately catching the man off guard.
She could feel his glare cutting her skin and glanced at him to confront him. Yes, there he was. His back leaning against the wooden fence right next to her, careless of the mud gathering around his expensive boots stood the one and only Min Yoon Gi. The older boy every girl in their High School swooned over. The terrifying sunbae no one dare speak to. Much more speak up to. No one but her.
