As the huge fat green layer of the thick, grown leaves above the road, it is the darkest even under the bright sunlight. Close to the Bukhansan mountains in northern Seoul, in the Republic of South Korea, the said road is unfamiliar to the crowd or traffic like a forgotten highway. Rarely at day times, a motor car or a truck that finds a shortcut to its destination can be seen like a needle in a haystack.

When things go like this, it's always a remarkable experience if you see a human walking on that road, alone at that.

After a cold summer night, the road is evaded by the clouds of mist. It's hard to find anything besides a headlight of a vehicle that miserably finds this road to cross.

But, unfortunate is always unpredictable for some souls.

Notwithstanding the raw mist, a small figure is walking along the said road, cutting the thick air. His dark brownish feet are rarely visible as the mist and his steady paces. The hem of his long sweatpants is drenched with mud, can be seen even through the white smoke. If someone is close enough, it's obvious, the hay-like fibers are stuck to his feet and the hem of his pants, with mud. And the fact to all these unfortunate conditions of the latter is that, crossing a muddy stream in the dark forest, minutes ago.

When he hears a sound of a vehicle, it's obvious he is not used to the sound, as he closes his ears with his sweater paws and hides behind a huge tree until it passes him. Once the vehicle is disappeared his walking starts again. But after he finishes almost ten meters, he turns back and starts to walk in the opposite direction, like a guardian at the embarkment to protect his kingdom from his enemies.

His eyes are not calm, not at all. It is a heavy layer of fear covering them. And a tear that occasionally dropped is immediately disappeared into his sweater paws. His beautiful blue eyes are wandering around, with overflowing fears. He repeatedly looks back like someone is following him, or is he seeking for a hand to help?

His blond hair is disheveled as his fingers occasionally tightened on it. Sometimes he bit his lips and peered to the dark woods.

And for the nth time within a few minutes he mouths... "Hyung" and once again glances into the dark.

Piercing the thick white smoke, occasionally, a painful outcry appears.

"Chim hurry up," someone cries.

"I'm scared," He mumbles to himself biting his nails.

Almost after two hours, a loud horn of a vehicle screams and he once again closes his ears and is ready to hide.

"Chim, not once again, do you want your hyung to die here," The painful voice shouted.

When the headlight was close enough he stepped to the road with his trembling legs. The coldness was nothing as he was drenching with sweat. It's about to collapse his figure on the road, but..., with the last drop of courage he has, he stands on his feet, middle of the road. But, unfortunate is always ahead. The distance doesn't match with his hardly found courage... As he hits on the vehicle, and pushed away like a light feather and dropped on the road a few meters away making a 'thud'.

"Jiminaaaaaaaah," The loud voice echoes through the woods, but he is lying on the road silently.

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Derek Mervin, the president of the world Science council in Paris, is in a long telephone call with the South Korean agent Jae Sung. Jae Sung, the avaricious agent's artifice laughter echoed in his luxurious motor car. He was laughing at everything that the president says while he was twirling the steering wheel, as he has no choice.

Derek's haunted mentality about the aliens has sickened him to the point he believes that he is being chased by the aliens due to his Einstein's brains. He's bragging about his research on the aliens, and the lies he tells in pride always are a headache to the agent, but he pretends as he loves them.

One tale after another tale, and Jae Sung has now lost it. He is driving along the dark road that runs through the Bhukansan woods. He never wants to use this way, unless the crazy president encourages him to. The president thoroughly believes that Bhukansan is one of the homes of aliens, as countless rumors since a long time ago, have spoken of space crafts in the high sky above this area.

The fog is too thick. The agent cursed the president deep inside of his mind as it is very hard to see the direction. But he knows well the road is without residents or any vehicles. Who would drive on a road like this after a cold summer night?? So he is driving somewhat fast.

He is still on the phone call. Because of the thick layer of mist, the glass is occasionally covered with vapors and wipers are cleaning them to give a better view for the agent. He hardly finds a way to drive. He turns right at a concave bend, and out of blue, is a small figure right in front of his car and with the 'thud' the agent is sure he is knocked down by the car and pushed away.

"Fuck", Jae Sung's mouth unintentionally releases a curse, and he cuts the call and gets off from the vehicle.

" idiot, who the hell crosses the road in a bend?" He curses and walks to the injured person. He is sure the person's condition must be difficult or dead. So he feels his heart's unstable flutters. His forehead is started to sweat. He hears someone's loud cries from the jungle. Jae Sung didn't want to pay his attention to anyone as towards him, on the road was a blood pool. And he should be responsible for this mess.

The victim's body has been indescribably damaged. His inside body parts are everywhere on the road. He is sure the person is dead. He runs his palm up to down over his face, to wipe the sweat away. He, with his trembling hands, doesn't know what to do, he paces fast, here and there across the road, pulling his hair with his fingers, like a lunatic, the agent is mumbling to himself.

But, there is something unusual happening around the victim's body. The South Korean agent's eyes are widened when the victim's parted left hand from his body is involuntarily dragged to the person's body and it is fixed like a magnet to iron. Likewise, the victim's body is being rebuilt, and the poured blood too is being dragged to his broken veins and repaired. Right in front of the agent's eyes, the biggest miracle he has ever seen is happening.

A blissful smile draws over the agent's lips. Then he starts to laugh closing his mouth. To the Scientist's eyes, the most incredible lottery has been received. His mind is full of chaos, knickknacks. The scientist with a successful smile sits on his feet on the floor. With curiosity-filled eyes, he wanders through the blood that has spilled. Before the last drops are dragged into the body, with his index finger, he touches on the thick red liquid and smells. Then he closely investigates the sample with the torch of his mobile phone.

"Wow, " His mouth involuntarily voices and the victorious smile is obvious.
In the thick dark red liquid, there are tiny glistening golden dots, swimming here and there, like tiny stars in the dark sky, like the tiniest fireflies in the dark woods. Before he stands on his feet, the disheveled body finishes its rebuilding process and the boy, like an angel, opens his blue eyes. The fear-filled blue eyes were rolling as he has no idea what happens to him just now.

When he sees the tall masculine man in front of him he starts to drag his body to his back, and his lips are quivering to say something. The greedy agent is eagerly waiting for this beautiful boy to speak a word. The agent's eyes are glistening with the full of joys of the spring.

"Oh, you are beautiful, boy, come," The agent opens his hands for the boy.

"Chim, don't," The voice from the woods cries.

The boy is still crawling back shaking his head to say not to harm him.

"Oh, common, I'm gonna help you, angel, come," The agent's cunning words are kind words to the victim's ears. So he stops crawling back and investigates the elder's expressions.

"I can't believe him, but hyung?" The boy thinks. And he slowly stands on his feet, of alike, the agent does too.

"Do you wanna ride?" The agent asks showing his motor car with a cunning smile and the boy shakes his head.

"Chim, don't wait for uncle, I called him,"

The voice from the woods again shouted and that's when the agent peered through the woods and found a person sitting on the floor leaning against a huge tree and his leg was severely damaged.

"Oh boy, is he your friend?" The agent asks and the boy shakes his head.

"Your boyfriend?," Jimin once again shakes his head.

"Then your hyung?," And the boy nods. The agent happily laughs and turns once again to the boy.

"You can trust me, I can help your brother to go to the hospital, if he spent one more hour like that, oh...I don't wanna talk about it," The cunning agent's acting level is on another level. "Come help me to take your brother to my car," The agent doesn't wait for the boy's answer and he walks to the boy under the tree.

"Let me be like this, asshole," The injured one barks but the agent doesn't care. With the help of the boy, the agent takes the injured into his vehicle.

After closing the doors of either side, the agent smiles happily as he has already planned what to do next?

>>>>Meet me at the next chap

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I'll make sure, this Jae Sung would be the most hated person in your life, forever 👻👻