A warm voice. A kind tone. A gentle hand reaching out. A bloody scent permeated him, something that didn't suit him. Sadly, Sayoon wasn't just naive, he was also simple-minded. Bleached hair, a flashy jacket, famous brands that even Sayoon, who had no interest in, could recognize. There wasn't a single trace of blood anywhere, so Sayoon felt relieved. She didn't know what such carelessness might bring.
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Sayoon, who had moved from Busan to Seoul and had only recently moved there, was unfamiliar with the geography. Everything was foreign to her. After a late-night company dinner, she was exhausted from drinking, and now she was even more drunk. How could she be in her right mind? Even though she knew it was a dangerous-looking alley, she had stepped into it because it was a shortcut. She hadn't expected to witness a sight so visceral that she was glad she'd retched instead of vomiting. Blood was everywhere. The person who'd grabbed her by the collar sagged, as if dead. Concerns about him were fleeting, and all eyes turned to Sayoon, who had spoken out.
"Ah… that, that… ugh,"
It was the first time. She had seen someone kill another. Sayoon wanted to run, but the shock made her legs unyielding. Instead, she collapsed, her strength faltering. At that moment, Sayoon felt someone walking behind her. She squeezed her eyes shut. It was the end. She too would die like that, she thought, trembling. Then, the sound of footsteps stopped right in front of her. Sayoon cautiously opened her eyes. Then, standing before her was a handsome man, dazzling and shining. He stared at her, his lips twisted into a smile, then bent down and held out his hand.
"are you okay?"
"ah…"
Sayoon just kept on shedding tears. Jimin's eyes widened in surprise for a moment, then closed them and laughed heartily, addressing the man who had killed her.
"Brother, I told you to take things easy with your fists~ Can't you see that he's surprised? Oh, what should I do... Haha!"
"Oh... a fist fight...?"
"Don't be surprised. You just fainted for a moment. Should I help you up?"
"Ah... That, thank you... It's okay..."
But Sayoon's words and actions were different. Still feeling weak in her legs, Sayoon stumbled like a baby giraffe and collapsed. Feeling ashamed, she briefly considered it better to have died earlier.
“Don’t be embarrassed. I was very surprised too.”
The members of the organization looked at Jimin, a famous Bada organization executive known as the Kitty Gang, with a look of bewilderment as if asking, "You?" Then, their eyes met and he turned serious as if asking when he had ever smiled before. They swallowed hard and closed their eyes. Jimin turned to Sayoon and smiled again.
"Should I take you there? You must have been quite surprised, and I thought it might be a bit dangerous to go alone. It's already dawn, isn't it?"
“Ah… that’s true….”
Sayoon was entranced, finding Jimin's words persuasive. Jimin spoke, knocking on a motorcycle just outside the alley.
"Take it. I'll take you there."