Saturday morning.

"Thank you. I'll call you when I'm done."

"No problem madam. Have a great time." The driver says before driving away.

This is the place, Lillie's and Hopkins Street 6th avenue. Onokiriko Tailors.

So-hye said I, along with the other Leaders should be here at 13:00 to retrieve our new  blazer, its only 11:30 now. I'm hours early but you know what they say, the early bird gets the worm.

Yesterday we gave So-hye and Jimin our blazers so they could have them tailor in our new Leaders badge replacing the armour of our school with a gold outlined eagle on our navy blue blazers (except for Jimin and So-hye, their one is still maroon).

I pull open the door a fresh breeze of cotton frequent polyester filling my nose.

I look around the open space tailor shop, there is a long table in the middle of the room and on the left side a casher table with a till. Right next to it sits a woman with earphones on drowning in music, while using her fingers to drag the loose fabric across the sewing machine's table to stitch it onto the other cloth.

She doesn't notice me as I step in. I walk up to her and she immediately sees me but ignores my presence. That was rude.

I stand right in front of the table waiting for her to show me a little bit of acknowledgment, but instead all I get is the deafening sound of her music, the metallic drums and electric guitar slicing through her ears to mine.

After a while I realise she's not going to focus attentively on me so I walk over to the long table placing my empty bag on the table and taking out my phone. Even if there is no school I can't leave the house without my bag, my dad would get very 'suspicious' he's been like that since the whole boy driving me home thing.

I'll just have to wait for So-hye to come or Jimin. I slide down the menu clicking the familiar blue ball icon opening the game. Rush.

I tap the screen continuously as the ball makes its way past the little triangles picking up speed with every peak number. I feel my toes curl up tightly in my shoe showing my persistence on beating this score.

Its not everyday that I use my phone to play games but when I do, I expect to be the best and nothing else or in other words, beat up all the high scores I've made. My fingers begin to cling to the phone as I can feel the anticipation taking over me. A grin takes over my face seeing the numbers I'm passing, surely making it to my new high score. Yes, yes, yes 190, 191, 192, 193, 19-

The image of the ball becomes out of sight as I realised someone had covered my eyes.

"NOOOOOOOOO!!!"

I shoot up from my chair clinging tightly to my phone feeling all the blood rushing to my lips as I bite the living cells out. I drop to my knees silently weeping, just 2 more points and I would've gotten a new ball!!

"Yah!" I yell turning around to the intruder. So now he's here!

"Why did you do that?" I lower my tone, not wanting to shout at Hoseok but he feels my ora of irritation radiating out of me. He sheepishly smiles and I stand up sitting back down on my chair feeling my heart heavy

"Ncaaawww Yoona~!" He cheers. "Don't be mad," he grabs a chair getting closer to me. He sits right beside me and pushes a spring of my hair back in its bun. I meet his eyes letting my little anger slide of. After all it's just a game...that I lost...because of him.

But seriously I could've had a bigger ball by now! He couldn't just wait to do that five seconds later after I finished!

"Seriously Hoseok?" I frown fully facing him. "You couldn't wait at least for a few more seconds before you covered my eyes." He grins my way. Why is he grinning when I'm angry?!!

"I couldn't wait to do this," he says softly.

"To do whah-" before I finish his lips are on mine. His lips part a little making mine part as well. One of his hands go to my hair ruffling the ruins at the end bringing my head closer.

I slowly pull away resting my head on his forehead, my cheeks heating.

"That." He smirks.

"Why do you always kiss me Hoseok?" Its quiet for a moment before he answers.

"Because I never get time alone with you." He says slowly trailing his face and lips down by my neck. I feel his warm breath tingling my nerves making me giggle. "Every time we're together, someone comes in and interrupts," all of a sudden his tone is bitter. "Like him."

I shoot my eyes open, almost losing myself in the moment, looking back to the door.

Of course it's him.

His expressive face clearly showing annoyance along with irritation. I feel Hoseok radiating the same energy to him but in secret, unlike the both of them I'm blanched and embarrassed.

Blanched because it feels like I've been caught enjoying something I shouldn't be enjoying and embarrassed because when ever I'm enjoying my 'guilty pleasure' he always appears.

His dark black hair, which parted just off to the side as his hoodie covered every other part. He wore a simple black hoodie  and black skinny jeans and he had black combat boots on. His arms were also quite muscular and nicely toned. Eh the school uniform really covers you up.

I noticed I was looking for too long and looked back to Hoseok, who already had that deceiving J-hope smile.

"Jimin~" J-hope comes out in a bright tone.

"Hi Hosek," He answers in a low tone. "Yoona,"

His eyes farrow away from us and to the lady, obviously now she's attentive. Her earphones away as she watches the awkward drama.  She mimics a person watching TV as the drama slowly unfolds. The ratings going up.

While Jimin heads to her (probably discussing the blazers) I try to fix my hair. Hoseok on the other hand watches me amused.

I'm your 'guilty pleasure'?

"Shut up," I hiss.

I tightly close my eyes shifting myself away from him. My cheeks begin to flush as he leans in teasingly kissing down my ear to my neck.

Hoseok...

Jimin, hard face as before, takes a seat in front of me and..watches... Hoseok... going down on my skin.

Talk about awkward moment.

Hoseok leaving his lip prints on my neck. My cheeks flush and I look down pushing Hoseok away gently. Eh! Why is he like this?

His chuckle is deep and frantic. I clear my throat bringing my hand over to my neck were Hoseok invaded.

Jimin's gaze leaves Hoseok's and his blank expression disappears turning soft, a tiny bit of his playful smirk evident. He readjusts his black hoody over his black hair.

Hoseok fakes a smile grabbing my hand and takes me away.

"We'll be back."

Jimin slouches a bit on his chair closing his eyes.

"Hoseok..." He looks at me once we're outside, hand in hand walking on the pavement.

"Yes."

"Where are we-"

"Don't worry we'll be back in a bit but first let's go get ice cream." He says. "I scream, you scream, gimme that gimme that ice cream." He sings. I chuckle.

"I want to ask you something..." I say staring at our intertwined hands as he leads me.

"I have to tell you something," he hesitantly says. He breathes out loud crossing the road. We stop in front of a little built in house window. A young lazy eye man appears. He looks at me up and down with a dirty smirk moving the toothpick in his mouth corner to corner.

"Hey sweet cheeks, you want some milkshake." he laughs dryly.

Hoseok clears his throat and the young man looks at him.

The young man suddenly looks transfixed at Hoseok, his little pupils growing. He takes in a very long breath as if trying to choke himself. My heart pounds in my chest, I notice his toothpick slowly going down his throat.

I grip Hoseok's arm shaking it rapidly. Hoseok's eyes turning pitch black sharply hawking the young man with his eyes.

"Stop it." I say firmly. I turn back to the man, the toothpick slowly threatening to slide down his throat. "Hoseok stop." My heart beats faster. The man drops to his knees clutching his chest. Tears threatening to spill from my eyes, "Please stop!" I grab his face turning him away from the man.

He looks beyond angry as he closes his eyes avoiding my teary ones. The young man drops to the floor being knocked out cold with his eyes open, in a trance.

"What the hell?!" I let out. "You nearly killed the man." Finally, he opens his eyes and pain takes over my chest.

This reminds me how when the first time we met he killed other men because they wanted to take advantage of me..

Standard year (grade 10) ...

I walked the street slowly, the heavy bag on my back weighing me down. I grip on my straps tightly approaching the streets that I've always been warned to be careful of passing.

Whenever I walk through this street, the wicked men always plastered me. Plastered me in ways that was seen as harassment.

I gulp down my saliva and try walking a bit faster. One time one of them went as far as pushing me against the wall and mocked me.

My dad said that when he has money I won't walk anymore, that he'll make me have my own driver. But as of now I should be patient and humble and thankful to have legs.
But moments like this I wish I had a driver to drive me away.

*whistle sound

Oh no. The first whistle signaling whoever's close that someone is here. I pick up my pace feeling my tears on the verge.

"Hey baby,"

"Mhm you back,"

"Hello sweety"

I ignore them all and carry on walking  despite my sore ankles, knees and thighs.

"Come here baby, come come!"

I start running as one of the man grabs a hold of my bag, I dropped it and started running. I feel them all hot on  my heels, but my advantage is that I'm a fast runner, despite my soreness I run. I turn a corner and press myself against the wall wiping the tears of my face.

"Where are you sweety?"

"Baby why did you leave? We just want to play with you."

"Yuh it's a nice game. Very nice you'll scream with pleasure," I hear them cackle cough. This is it.

This is it. They're going to cut me and eat me like they did to that little girl. They're going to do things to me and eat me and kill me! What is my father going to do now when I'm not there?

My tears fall down my eyes I crawl closer to the wall hiding myself in the dark corner. I can't believe this it.

'Poor thing.'

I look up startled looking around, have they found me? The darkness in the corner engulfs me and splatters me. I look around but now it's dark all over and incredibly quiet.

"Hello?"  I look around trying to see past the darkness my eyes failing. "Hello?" I repeat. I stand up and walk forward with my hands spread out but I walk to no where.

'Poor thing.'

I stop and look around trying to make out what the hell was in this darkness. And why was it even dark? Where am I? Am I already dead?

'No. But consider your soul already dead.'

"No," my voice shaky. "Please help me. I don't want to die"

The echo laughs as if what I said was funny, 'And you want to live?'

"Yes," I nod my head not caring if he or it saw me. What I know is that its a male voice.

'Do you really want that? To live? With all those hungry man ready to dine on you?' He makes a questioning point.

"No..but my dad-"

'Can live without you. He hardly ever see's you, am I wrong?'

I shake my head going down slowly.

'Poor thing.'

"Please... I want to live." I cry.

'Too bad you can't.'

I cry louder, "I just want to go home please. Please help me... I- I know you can." Its silent for some time feeling like its forever. Am I really dead?

'You speak as if you know my power,' the voice says.

"Yes I think I do.. You brought me here didn't you?"

'Yes and..' The voice says.'I killed you,'

I'm confused for a moment but I know that I've captured his attention.

"No you didn't," I say smiling a little. What am I looking for and where am I going right now. "You saved me." The echo chuckles.

'Me? Save?' He continues chuckling.

I stand up and let out my hand. "Yes you did. You brought me here because you didn't want them to hurt me,"

'It was funny but now you're just kidding yourself. Give me some credit here,' the voice says. 'I saw you in trouble and your time was already up on that Earth. Instead of you dying in a slow and painfully brutal manner, believe me it was going to be brutal, I saved you the trouble and took you straight to death. You're welcome'

My hand goes down slowly and I look around complete darkness. The mere fact that anything could snatch me scars me, in fact these dark walls feel as if they are closing in, there's no light or little sight - no. Its dark and I'm here alone with a voice that's more or less away from me.

I feel it in me, that even though something terrible happens this voice will~ guide me.

"Then why am I here? Where's Death?" I ask.

'He took a hike to find other souls,'

I can't believe it still. This is how I die, eaten by Savage men. Have you ever heard such. All the things I left behind.
I lay on the floor feeling a slight burn.

'You are so warm,' the voice says.

"And you're so cold." I croak. Its silent again. "Please... I want to live again. Don't I deserve a second chance? What did I do to deserve this? Everyone was just mean to me on earth but I still love them and want to go back. And have someone like you to save me." Its silent. I close my eyes awaiting for my afterlife fate.

Yoona~

I open my eyes my heart beats rapidly as a hooded shadow figure is right before my eyes. My heart still beats fast, the only thing I see is the darker shadow turning its head side to side.

"Death?"

'Life.'

I'm confused by the...thing and try moving away but I'm stuck in place and zone out.

I open my eyes blinded by the light, my senses blurring and spinning. I rub my eyes and stand up, steadily on my feet. Once everything feels and looks normal I make out my vision.

I notice I'm back in the alley corner. My heart starts beating fast and I crouch down hiding myself.

'Don't worry. I'll save you,' the voice says.

"You- you- you're going to save me?"

'Follow me.' The last words spoken. I stand up and walk cautiously out the corner looking at the road I ran from.

A bloody scene you would only see in war productions. There's blood everywhere and lifeless bodies on the floor. Even in distress I chose to run away from the scene taking my bag with me, the bag looking bloody.

I ran home not looking back once tears run down my face. I enter in our small house and cry to my dad.

"What's wrong my child?"

'Repeat after me.' The voice says. I nod my head.

"Hope saved me."

[End of flashback]

Hoseok looks ahead while hugging me tightly.

"You promised you wouldn't kill anyone anymore,"

"I know." He hugs me tighter.

I rub my eyes and hold his hand. "Please don't ever do this again," I say.

"Yoona. I having to break the promise I made to you."

I look at him confused. He just stares at me a serious expression on his face.

"I know you want answers as to why I've been distant and far and also dodging your questions," I nod my head slowly getting back in the process.

"Yoona. Your heart is elsewhere. Your mind is elsewhere. Your aura is everywhere and I can't get a reading." He sighs but continues. "I once told you that you were in danger." I nod my head.

"Someone is taking you away from me,"

"Hoseok that's impossible." He bitterly chuckles rolling his eyes.

"They always say anything is possible with God." I look at him confused. "But that doesn't matter 'cause you're mine. I've already conquered you."

He shakes his head and looks back at the unconscious man. "Hoseok... What are you saying?"

"I'm saying what I said before," he looks me back in my eye and holds my face on both sides with his hands. "I'll save you."

"I don't understand who's after me or why I'm in danger. Aren't you here to save me?" I hold onto both his hands.

He chuckles franticly, sounding dark? But I ignore my suspicion, because he's always been dark. "Don't go astray,"

I just want to know why he keeps telling me not to go astray? Haven't I already gone astray when I accepted him in my life?

"Yoona. I'm here to ruin you and," he leans in closer eyeing me. "I'm also here to save you."

Another riddle he says, I'm really confused at what's going on now. Before I can even ask what he's foreshadowing he tilts his head to the side and covers my lips with his.

You're mine.

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My note:

That moment you realise the book has already reached 30 Chapters but isn't yet finished. Lol this isn't those short book. From here I can probably say we still have a couple of chapters- I promise this won't be a super long ass book.

-ladyA