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7

"Yah, Song Heejun!"

"Not my fault!" I exasperated back to Haechan while focusing on the screen.

We were playing Need For Speed in teams of two, well mostly, because there was an odd number of people participating so there had to be a team who had three members.

Unfortunately, I'm with Haechan because according to him, he pities seeing me alone at the corner watching them play.

I swear I am about to punch that grape boy when he was cooing me when I was left out of the game.

But that's not the case now because I think instead of me wanting to punch him, it's him wanting to strangle me to death as we are about to lose the race.

"Drift! Now!" He screamed by my ear, making me grimace at his loud voice as we pass the finishing line. Me and Haechan at last place.

"Oh my fuck, lanky hands!" He pushed my back harshly, "This is simple driving technique! What's so hard about it?"

"Grape boy, you better shut that fat mouth of yours!" I fired, "I tried my best okay!" I glared at him.

"I tried my best okay." He mimicked me,"That's not the point! You made us lose, loser!"

I scoff, "You're the loser here! You're the one dragging me into your team!"

"Because I couldn't handle myself watching and hearing you plot my death! If I want, I won't care for you anyways! You're such a burden." He retorted.

"I don't want to be here too anyways! It's them that kidnapped me!" I yelled, my tears brimming from anger, "If it weren't for them, I can still watch my mom cook breakfast for us! I can still listen to dad and his gossips! I can still live my life normally!"

"You've only been here for like one day!" Haechan remarked.

"But it feels like hell for me here! Everyone has been giving me the looks," I gestured at the other five boys beside us, "I couldn't even make eye contact with anyone here because I'm scared that the next thing they'll do is kill me!"

I pause, "You're right. It's just been one day. But I felt alone and threatened by the likes of you." My tears were running down my cheek when I stare at Haechan.

He too stare at me, lips pursed, unable to taunt on me anymore.

"I'm terrified, Donghyuck." I put my head down, my hands covered my face as I cried for the second time, "Every second won't go by without me thinking if they'll kill me." I said, every word came out softer than each other as I spoke.

"They won't. Boss said it himself." He said.

"I don't- trust-" I choked with my words.

Haechan laid a hand on my shoulder and glance at his friends indicating them to leave to which they were hesitant at first but complied anyways.

Haechan sigh, "There's always Yuta-"

"No." I interjected him.

"Or Johnny?"

I shake my head.

"I thought you trust them." He said.

I didn't reply.

He was silent as he hears my cries and whimpers until he couldn't stand it anymore. He stands up and stretch his body, earning him a groan in satisfaction after hours of sitting on the floor.

"Come on." He nudged me.

I sniffle and look up at him, "Where?"

"Don't ask." He furrow his brows and groan, "You're such a crybaby." He rolls his eyes.

I ignored his comment as I stand up to my feet and wipe my tears.

"You're ugly." He said, looking at my face in distaste.

"Shut up." I scowled but was too weak to argue back.

He grabs my wrist and pulls me behind him as we began walking to somewhere.

"Just saying but," he pauses, "if you ever need a cry you can go there anytime you want."

I frown at his sudden soft behaviour but still wonder about 'there'. I didn't question him any further though because I'm afraid I'll annoy him more and he decides to bury me to my grave instead.

So I keep my mouth shut and follow to wherever he's bringing me.