Taeyong:"Emma...there's 5 people left to take...but I don't know if I'm ready yet...I can barely walk..."his words trail off slowly and quietly
Emma:"if you can't fight yet, we can always inform the others about your health...they can't hear us but we can hear them...so you can hear what we tell them and what they think..."
Taeyong:"you are right...but our plan was to attack sooner..."
Emma:"it was your plan...but you can't even fight at the moment...you've been doing so much better, but to save our children, we need our A game"
Taeyong:"yeah...you're right...I hope the kids are all right..."
Emma:"everyone is doing fine Tae.It's normal that you're caring so much for them...it's been about a month..."
Taeyong:"I guess you're right"
Emma:"we have to test the others now..."
Taeyong:"let's go"

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The cold night could be mistaken as a bright morning...

It was 4 AM, when the tall male walked the streets alone, his tear stained cheeks rosy and soft, his hair drenched in sweat and his black jacket filled with the wrench of blood.

His parents got killed, and he couldn't even help them...

To call 911 would be an idiot's move, since he was the only person seen with his parents in the last two weeks, his hands covered in blood and his alibi non existent.

All he could try to convince was, he was home in his room, listening to music.

The knives that were in their chests were covered with his fingerprints, due to him pulling them out, not a lot more blood coming out since they already swam in most of it.

So he just walks out of the small house, with no plan on what to do now...

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The small male couldn't stop crying as his father just got shot in front of him.

They were visiting Korea for a few months, since the small male wanted to enrol in the best dance academy in Asia, touring the capital for a few hours before actually going to their current home.

So when they arrived, the male stepping in first, then his father, face down, blood oozing out of him, the male couldn't believe his eyes.

He loved his father with all of his might.They did everything together...the parent was so supportive, unlike his mother, who only cared about his sister.

The tears he was releasing were unstoppable, muffled and painful.

Running to his room to grab his belongings, he calls his sister, but she didn't answer...he tries again, but there was no answer.His last hope was his mother...

The phone rings a few times before a voice was heard
Mom:"what the fuck do you want?Isn't it like 3 in the morning over there?"
Ten:"mom...dad got shot...w-what...what n-now"he sobs through the phone only for his mother to scoff
Mom:"just leave him.He only put up with you and not us two women.We need more care than you and yet he sticks to you.Men..."the scowl in the end makes the male throw his phone, hitting the wall and scattering all over the place.

The only way he could communicate was with his phone, and even now, it was ruined.
The only English speaker he met was in the school, a teacher, but to his luck, no one understood him and his dad while they tried to ask for directions in the American language.

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The giant was lost in the city, somewhere he has never been to before and it made him anxious.He got a job as a teacher today and he would start in a month, but now he was left with nothing.

He sits on a bench, finally giving up on finding a homeless shelter or any places with benches that might be a bit warmer...he rests his legs and runs his hand through his long brown locks, taking a deep breath to normalize his breathing...

He feels the air next to him slightly thicken.Someone sat down next to him...he looks to the side and sees a small male with his head down.

What made the tall male keep looking was the state of the stranger.

Johnny:"are you okay?"he asks in his native language, English, with concern dripping from his tone.
Yes, he was in pain, but it was in his nature to make people feel okay...
Ten:"you can speak English?"he suddenly chokes out and looks up at the giant
Johnny:"I'm from Chicago...but I've been going back and forth from there to here...you don't look Korean either..."
Ten:"I'm from Thailand..."he simply answers, then it goes silent

Johnny:"why were you crying?"he breaks the ice and looks at him again
Ten:"I don't...I don't know if I can trust you...."
Johnny:"I know zero people from here...we could be friends...hm?"
Ten:"....I could use a friend right now..."
Johnny:"so..."

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Taeyong:"could we rest?...I think I can be better if i rest...please"
Suho:"of course Taeyong.I'll come with you..."
Taeyong:"thank you..."
Suho:"it's nothing.Let's go"

Hi!!

Are you enjoying the story so far?
I really hope so.

But I will have to take a small break from writing, to focus on school, but I hope I will be back to posting in less than a month, cuz writing does calm me down and it's a great stress reliever😅

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