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Beomgyu walked back home from work. He works at this small supermarket, nothing special...
Every time he walks home from work, he mentally prepares himself for the damage he'll have to take later on. He also hid half of his earned money in his shoes so they couldn't take that from him.
They? Who are they?
Let me tell you, you don't want to meet them the way Beomgyu does.
Before Beomgyu could even exhale tiredly, he gets pushed down on the cold stones beneath him. A few laughs were heard before he felt a pair of hands tugging on his now grey hair, pulling his head up from the floor.
A groan escaped his mouth as soon as a different hand reached for his pocket, taking all of Beomgyu's money that was in there. More laughs were followed.
The boy then pushed Beomgyu back down with his face into the hard street, a small cry escaped his mouth once again.
He hates this...
Then a unfamiliar voice was heard, it was soft but still got everyone's attention.
"Can't we just let him go?"
It got quiet, though Beomgyu couldn't dare to look up behind him just yet.
A deeper voice was heard,
"How funny, our baby of the group... you still have lots to learn my dear..."
It got quiet again and Beomgyu finally went to turn onto his back, looking at the group of 6 guys who were now surrounding this smaller boy. He couldn't see him because of the poor lighting, but his white sneakers with red printed roses on them were shining almost.
His thoughts were paused again by the soft voice once again.
"But isn't it bad to steal his money? He worked hard for it... I feel kind of ba-"
A loud sush interrupted his sentence and some chuckles were heard also.
"Oh Taehyun-ah, you'll understand why, after we've learned you a lesson... okay? Let's just go before snowflake starts to protest again," their leader said.
Taehyun-ah? So he's really younger than them... Maybe he goes to my school too since it's the only one nearby here. I should look out for this piece of shit.
Beomgyu thought as he was just mad at him...No- All of them! The so called Taehyun is probably just being funny since he's hanging out with these assholes... None of them would have any mercy on him, ever.
He should confront the boy.
Problem is, he only knows the boy's name, voice and shoes, nothing else. And it's not like he could ask his best friend Kai about it since he only has Gyu as his friend... and Gyu only has Kai.
He'll find this little shit.
When the group left, Beomgyu finally got up. He shook the dirt off his clothes and touched the painful places in his face.
"I hate them so much..." he mumbled as he walked further, noticing money laying on the ground in front of him.
It was folded the way Beomgyu always folds it... Did they forget it? Or did the baby of the group leave it behind again.
Yes, the youngest one of them, Taehyun, most of the time leaves money behind for Beomgyu- Or even helps him back up before running away!
But still, Gyu was mad at him and his friends for showing up here every time after work. He HATES it...