Chapter III: Snow White

A puff of cloud formed after the female let out a deep sigh, which shortly dispersed along with the icy breeze. Her uniquely pigmented eyes blankly stared at the vacant swing set within the empty play area in front of her, distracted with her thoughts clouding her mind

Half an hour have already passed since she encountered the drunken pale man, which almost made her soul leave her body, who just came out of nowhere. And here he is, laying down beside her, occupying the rest of the bench as he slept peacefully

He laid comfortably beside her; his body on the bench laying in a fetal position, while his head rested on the female's lap. He has his lips slightly parted, causing the scent of alcohol and nicotine reach the female's nose from every stable breath he makes, but she didn't recoiled

Her nose have already adapted the unfamiliar scent after almost spending half an hour with him. Oddly, she also find it quite soothing and slightly addicting since it was something new to her nose

Anyways, another puff of cloud formed as the female let out another deep sigh, which was for the hundredth time this past thirty minutes, as she leaned back on her seat. Her gloved hand pushed back the strands of her short hazel brown hair that fell on her face, combing through its natural waves, as her mind drifts from one thought to another

She delved deeply into her mind, finding and digging for the reason on why on earth did she even think of helping a stranger out, who's even drunk!

However, the only answer she could come up was her personality of being naturally kind and helpful to others. And she hated herself because out of every personality that God could give her, she receives this personality. She doesn't entirely hate it, though. There would come a time where she hates it

She has the personality of being overly kind to others and comprehensive, yet she's aware that her kindness exceeds from the limit of a person should only have. There would come a time where she has the option to say no, but thanks to her overly comprehensive mind, she ends up saying yes just to satisfy others. And that's what she hates about herself

Take her situation right now as an example: She obviously has the option to just leave the drunken man alone, which is now sleeping beside her, and would've been on her way home by now

However, her conscience wouldn't handle the thought of leaving him now that he needs help, and because of her curse-like-personality, she chose to stay

Clenching her teeth, she let out another deep sigh, but this time it was a sigh of either anger or frustration, as her hands lightly pulled on her hair

Angry, because she has once again dove herself into another mess, she doesn't even know the guy. And frustrated, because she's been thinking deeply on what to do with the guy, but couldn't think of anything accurate

She knows that on whatever this guy's problem is, she's not involved in it. But she also knows that he is her responsibility, at the moment at least, because it's her choice to stay and help him

Letting go of her hair, her unique pair of eyes fell onto the guy sleeping beside her. It's been almost an hour when they encountered each other, but she hasn't fully seen his face up until now

He has flawless pale skin, making his feminine-like-lips pop out and look a bit rosy. His black soft hair messily yet dreamily lay on his forehead, complimenting his beautiful skin tone. And even if his eyes were closed, she could still tell that they were small and cat-like

Her eyes softens as she find herself staring at his face. It was the first time she had found someone who clearly defines on what good-looking really means. Her stomach flutters on how attractive he looks, even if he's sleeping he could make any girl swoon over him

And if she stares at him more, she could see him being the boy version of Snow White; thanks to the cute tint of pink hue evident on his cheeks. But when her gaze landed to his closed small eyes, she remembered to see them being droopy while tears pooled on them until it all fell one after another

She also saw the extreme emotion of sadness and pain when they locked their gaze for the briefest moment, and she could remember on how her heart sunk when tears began to roll down his flushed cheeks before he blacked out and fell perfectly on her arms

Her mind drifts to conclusions, some were dumb and some were over exaggerated, on why was he crying. It's not her business, she knows that, but curiosity could sometimes get the best of anyone

She assumed that maybe on whatever's the reason behind those crying eyes, must also be the reason on why he drowned himself with alcohol and intoxicated his lungs with poisonous cigars. But judging from the harmful doings he has done to his body, he must been experiencing a... heartbreak

Based from the books and articles she have read, heartbreaks ranks the highest on being the reason on why men drink and drag cigars. But the thought of a person like him, who's jaw dropping handsome, would experience a heartbreak was quite unbelievable. He has the looks that could make any female go head over heels for him effortlessly

Or maybe what she assumed was right? What if the tables did turned in his case?

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"Yah! Pick up the damn phone, pabo!"

The low voice of a tall handsome young man with dark brown hair yelled at his iPhone, which he held, and let out a groan filled with evident frustration yet mixed in worry. He pulled back his soft hair with one hand before annoyingly staring at the screen of his phone with the other; and he still manages to look damn attractive even if he's frustrated

His fingers redialled the number of a certain person, which was for the millionth time these past three weeks, and placed his expensive phone on his ear

"Come on.." He muttered under his breath for a few times while his feet brings him to pace back and forth in the large modernized living of his house, hoping that the person he's been dialling would magically pick up after calling them for three weeks

However, the constant ringing coming from the other line was the only thing he received until the operator spoke -- the same result from the past few weeks. He stopped his feet and plops down on the soft white couch beside him with a loud groan filled with frustration

"Damn it! He's still not picking up. Has anyone found any clues or leads on where he could be?" He asked before lowering his phone, and turning his torso to look at the open kitchen behind the couch, which has a long counter dividing kitchen from the living room

He saw one of his roommates sitting on the rectangular table in the kitchen, engrossed on his laptop

"Namjoon?"

His voice was enough to send his roommate in the kitchen to look up at him from his laptop, revealing his attractive features with a full head of soft purple hair. His roommate pushed up his classy round glasses to the bridge of his nose, before replying

"Sorry, Jin-hyung, but it's still negative. I still couldn't get any clues on where he could be" Namjoon stated before running an attractively veiny hand through his purple hair, "I've successfully hacked into the CCTVs of the places where he mostly goes, but I couldn't find him; and I'm getting worried that the security systems I hacked into would start tracking me down"

Namjoon's hands immediately went back down, swiftly typing on the keyboard of his bulky hacker laptop, already trying to strengthen his firewall and scan his device for any virus. He leaned back onto the wooden chair as he let the scanning finish, and stretched before deeply sighing

Namjoon, the guy with soft purple hair, is the fourth to the oldest member in the house and he's known to be the smartass, or the genius one, among the seven members he's living with in the house

His intelligence brought him to know programming with just self-study, which also led him to know on how to hack; however, he only uses his knowledge on hacking for good purposes and emergencies, like the situation they're in

"Where in South Korea are you? Why do you even have to make things difficult? We're all worried about you, especially Jin-hyung..." Namjoon mumbled to himself, and rubbed his monotonous eyes before going back to his work

Jin, the guy with the dark brown hair and sitting in the living room, is the eldest in the house and known to be the somewhat boss of the house since it's his property. And the boss of the house has been worried sick for the past few weeks, up 'till now

Jin sighed from Namjoon's last response and turned to look at his side, seeing another one of his roommates. His other roommate was talking to someone on his phone while having each of his elbows on his knees

"How about you, Taehyung?" Jin asked, slouching down on the couch with his legs apart

And just like Namjoon, Taehyung raised his head from slightly hanging down and look at his hyung upon hearing him calling his name. He muttered quick words to the person over the phone and ended the call, before he fully turns to Jin's direction making his soft hazel brown hair lightly bounce

"Have you gotten any informations from your social friends? Any leads?" Jin asked

He shook his head, "Still nothing, Jin-hyung," Taehyung stated with his surprisingly deep voice, "I've almost contacted every person in my contacts. I was expecting to at least have one or two persons to know where he went, but none of them seems to know where he went. Legit none" He added before pressing onto another contact on his phone and placing his expensive phone to his ear

He waited until the person on the other line picked up, and began having a conversation; asking if they found their missing member, just like what he's been asking his friends in his contacts for the last three weeks

Taehyung is the person in the house who has a big social life compared to the others, both in internet and in real life. And the other members have thought that his social life would be a big help on finding member, knowing that some of his friends were also out of the country. Unfortunately, up until now he still haven't got any lead to where could their missing member be

Jin slouched over his seat and rested his elbows on his knees, thinking on where could their missing member be as he furrowed his eyebrows. All the members were worried sick as hell towards their member who just completely left without a word

Their days went by like that; worried sick, frustrated, and angry. But the determination  and hope in each one of them remains, as they all did their best to try and find their missing member

Jin took a quick glance on his wrist watch, and tsk'ed when it was nearly midnight. A heavy sigh escaped his plush lips as he leaned his forehead on his intertwined hands

"Hey" The serious voice of Jin immediately caught the attention of the two

Namjoon immediately stopped typing codes on his laptop; Taehyung muttered a few words before ending his call, before they both turned their attention to Jin

"It's nearly midnight. So Taehyung, call the others. Tell them that I want them back in the house, let's call it a night and continue this tomorrow" Jin instructed, which made Taehyung immediately oblige his order

"And Namjoon, enough hacking for this week, you can clear whatever you need to clear in your laptop now. Tomorrow, you'll be joining the others on searching outside" Jin instructed once again

Namjoon nodded and immediately did what his hyung told him to do, while Jin let out a muffled sigh as his hands cupped his nose and mouth

Damn it! Where could that boy version of Snow White be?

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