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It was a cold Saturday morning. A typical rainy day, perfect for both brothers to chill at home and enjoy each other's company. Felix felt a bit tired and sick today and Jisung, the good brother he is, let him rest at home and went out to get them something to eat.

Neither of them was good at cooking. Jisung wasn't actually a lost case, but his laziness didn't allow him to do anything about it. And his brother? Last time Felix has decided to surprise Jisung and bake him a cake on his birthday, he accidentally set the kitchen on fire. Since then, he enters their kitchen only when it's necessary. Which is understandable.

Jisung was walking to the rhythm of music playing in his earphones straight to the nearest grocery store quickly in order to escape the heavy rain, buy what he needed and get back home as soon as possible. The wind was strong and his fingers were frozen as he was holding the umbrella convulsively in both of his hands, trying hard not to let it slip away.

Unfortunately, the wind won the fight and now Jisung was watching the umbrella flying into a strange alley in the opposite direction of the grocery store. Part of him had a need to catch it and the other one was ready to leave it and run away to hide himself before he gets totally soaked by rain. Since the umbrella wasn't his but Felix's, and he'd probably feel very guilty for loosing it, he sighed highly annoyed and chose the first option. Bad idea (Stan Astro).

He rolled his eyes as he followed the umbrella to the strange alley. As soon as Jisung walked into the alley he looked around. He didn't feel comfortable in this area. A terrifying view made him feel the shiver up and down his spine. The wind and the rain calmed down noticeably. Place he found himself in didn't look friendly at all and he wanted to leave immediately. He slightly bent himself to grab the umbrella from the ground, but he stopped moving as he noticed a shadow of a person standing few inches in front of him. I'm just being paranoid. Jisung took a deep breath and looked up. He didn't see anyone.

It wasn't even an evening, but this part of Seoul looked dark and creepy in any time of a day. There weren't many people around for a specific reason. It were usually drug dealers who you could've found here late at nights. Every normal person avoids this place.

Two buildings were stretched along a narrow path with no streetlights. The alley was long and walls of the buildings dirty. An unpleasant scent coming from canals and bins around resembling a mix of drugs with human blood and feces reminded Jisung of things he would rather forget about forever. It wasn't new to him at all.

Jisung quickly grabbed the umbrella from the ground and was ready to walk back to the store. Little boy was about to turn around and leave, but someone, or something grabbed him by his collar, pinned him against the wall and covered his mouth before he had a chance to say a single word or make any noise in an effort to call for help. He felt so weak. Everything happened in a second.

Jisung suddenly couldn't feel his legs as he was levitating above the ground. He cleared his throat and stared into stranger's eyes. His body was shaking, but he wasn't even trying to slip away and run from the creature in front of him. He was mesmerised.

It was a boy. But something about him wasn't right. He was soaked by the rain, drops of water were falling down the strands of his hair that were covering his eyes, but not enough to make them invisible. His eyes were like two blue crystals. They were shining. His skin was cold and white as heaven, yet he was radiating a very dark energy.

Jisung was staring right into stranger's eyes and as impossible as it sounds like he was convinced that the color of them was slightly shifting to a different, more natural one. The older's face softened a bit. Jisung couldn't move. This boy almost forgot he could possibly die in any second. He let his curiosity win over a fear of death.

The grip of the intimidating, yet very beautiful man wasn't as harsh as before. He let go of the innocent boy. The unexpected act made Jisung fall on his knees like a little fragile doll. He was gasping for an air.

,,Fuck."

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So that was the first chapter. I know, very clishe hehe~
but I have some original ideas, that I think readers will appreciate

Correct my gramma mistakes in the comments, it'll help me a lot!
(I still haven't found anyone willing to do this for me regularly)

Also tell me if a length of the chapter was just enough or if it's too short

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