Ours (A JunHaoHoon Story)

Woozi was walking home late at night. He had worked all night and couldn't wait to flop down in his bed and go straight to sleep. He was glad that it was a peaceful trip, until a scream of fear echoed throughout the quiet night. Someone was crying for help and caused a random burst of adrenaline to run through Woozi's body. He ran to where the screaming was coming from and ended up in front of a dark alley. The screaming had died down and it was now quiet. The adrenaline that was running through Woozi's had now been replaced by fear. He reached into his bag and pulled out his phone and turned his flash on. He wish he would've just minded his own business. There was silence, until one word was growled out, "Ours."