Chapter 6- Break in

Yoosung- "Dinner was so much fun!"

Jaehee Kang- "It was very nice yes."

Zen- "Oh that's right Kao, wasn't your hair down?"

Kao- "Oh yeah, I forgot XD"

Jaehee Kang- "It looked very nice ^^"

Jumin Han- "It was very nice, I enjoyed seeing V."

707- "Yup! Luved it."

A blinding pain struck my left cheek and I was pushed backwards from the force, landing on the floor with a grunt.

"Imbecile." He hissed, staring at me as he pulled up his glove.

"I'm sorry." I replied, lowering my head, my left cheek was throbbing. I stared at the floor.

"Did I tell you to do that?" He bellowed.

"I'm sorry." I said again, voice low.

"You had no right do that! And now you're fooling around!" I lowered my head again.

"It's her." I said finally.

"Who?"

"The girl I invited in RFA, it's her. That's why I did it." I responded.

"You mean-"

"Yes." I said shakily. He was silent.

"How did you know?" He asked. I didn't respond, I could feel his eyes angrily drill into my head. "I won't repeat myself again." He hissed.

"I've been looking for her for a while." I said finally. "But...she's lost all recollection of the incident."

"What? How?" He asked, frustrated. I could tell he wasn't going to slap me again. My head tilted up slightly.

"I don't know. But she doesn't remember it. It could be trauma, or perhaps amnesia." I responded.

"Can you force her to remember it?" He asked. I hesitated.

"It'll be difficult."

"I don't care. A backup plan is good if we fail. Can you do it?" He snapped

"Yes." I said. "She won't remember it right away though."

"It doesn't matter." He turned around and began to walk forward, glancing over his shoulder at me. "If this works, RFA might be destroyed by one of its very own members." Then he laughed and closed the door behind him with a slam.

Kao P.O.V

I let my head rest against the chair with an exhausted sigh.

"Good work." Jumin said with a nod.

"Gathering guests is hard." I said, closing my eyes.

"It can be difficult yes." I heard Jaehee say. It was Saturday and I was currently at Jumin's company, gathering guests for the party that would be held next week.

"You're currently at ten people who said they will come for sure, eight who are unsure." Jaehee said, I could hear her pen tapping against her clipboard softly. My eyes opened slowly and I stared at the glass ceiling, squinting. The light shined in gently, warmth on my face.

"Good start. Will we do this tomorrow as well?" I asked.

"Assistant Kang and I won't have time tomorrow, but if you do I would recommend it." Jumin replied. I nodded and opened my mouth to add something.

But suddenly, at the same time, I heard three different ringtones. One of which was mine. We glanced at each other, and then looked at our phones. A single message hovered on the black screen.

Unknown- "Welcome to paradise."

I blinked. Unknown?

"Who is this?" Jaehee asked. We were silent. Unknown, that name. My breath hitched.

"That's the same person who texted me the night I joined." I said slowly. I tapped on the message and stared at it. Welcome to paradise? What did that mean? I glanced at Jumin who was making a strange face.

"I must excuse myself." He said, standing up.

"Where are you going?" I asked. "Weren't we going to get lunch?" Jumin glanced at me.

"You and Assistant Kang can, I have to take care of something." He strolled out, shutting the door behind him. Jaehee and I cast looks at each other.

Little did I know, was that this message would start off a chain reaction. Changing all of our lives completely. Mine especially.

A few hours later.

Yoosung- "I'm scared ;-;"

Jaehee Kang- "I'm sure it's nothing to worry about."

Zen- "Yeah, it's never happened before though."

Kao- "Everyone got it then?"

Yoosung- "The message?"

Kao- "Yeah."

Yoosung- "I think so…"

Kao- "Hmm"

Zen- "And you said Unknown is the same one who texted the night you joined?"

Kao- "Yeah...probably."

Yoosung- "...Where's Jumin?"

Jaehee Kang- "He said he had something to take care of, I haven't seen him since."

707 has entered the chatroom

Yoosung- "SEVEN!"

Jaehee Kang- "Luciel, what's going on?"

Zen- "Is Unknown a hacker?"
My fingers moved to type something. But I decided to stay quiet.

707-"...They are a hacker yes."

Yoosung- "OMG"

Jaehee Kang- "Oh dear…"

707- "They broke through the algorithm. That's all they were able to type but…"

Zen- "But?"

707- "It might happen again."

Yoosung- ";-;"

Jaehee Kang- "Who exactly is Unknown?"

707- "I'm not entirely sure…"

Kao- "Are they dangerous?"

707- "It's a possibility."

I bit my lip. A tinge of worry was stabbing my heart. If it was the same Unknown, had he wanted me to join RFA on purpose? If so, why?

Kao- "Seven are you okay? You don't sound like yourself."

707- "I'm fine ^^ just tired."

Zen- "You should get some rest."

707- "I'll be fine. You all should look out for yourselves."

Yoosung- "What does this person want?"

707- "I'm not sure."

Zen- "They had enough skill to break through Seven's algorithm. That's a little terrifying."

Kao- "Yeah...what should we do?"

707- "For now just be on your guard. I don't think they'll try anything more for a while. I have to go, I'll stop by later."

707 has left the chatroom

Yoosung- "..."

Kao- "He left…"

Yoosung- "WAHHH"

Zen- "I'm sure Seven will take care of it."

Jaehee Kang- "He didn't seem to be well through."

Zen- "...I wish there was something I could do."

Kao- "same..."

Zen- "Damn it, where is that punk?"

Jaehee Kang- "...Mr. Han?"

Kao- "...Punk?"

Zen- "Yeah, he should be here right now."

Jaehee Kang- "I'm not sure…"

Zen- "He's never here when you need him -_- Anyhow, I have to go, the director is calling me. I'm sure everything will work out, I'll talk to you guys later."

Yoosung- "Bye Zen…"

Kao- "See ya."

Jaehee Kang- "Be safe."

Zen has left the chatroom

Jaehee Kang- "I have to go as well. I hope everything's going to be okay."

Yoosung- "bye Jaehee…Be safe."

Jaehee Kang- "You be safe too."

Jaehee Kang has left the chatroom.

Kao- "I'm gonna go too...bye Yoosung"

Yoosung- "See ya…"

I leaned back on my chair and sighed. What did this Unknown want? Why had he said that? Welcome to paradise. It was strange phrase. It was meant to be unharmful, but those simple words seemed to be a warning. It frightened me a little. But everything would be fine, it had to be.

Several hours later

I woke up with a yawn, rubbing my eyes. Slowly, I reached for my phone and checked it. 1 am. Seven had said that he would come on later, but he never showed up. Leaving the rest of us clueless. I hoped that he was okay. It was Seven. He was a genius, everything would solve itself. But that didn't help the lingering doubt I felt. Because he was human. He wasn't magical and no matter how amazing he could make mistakes. And I couldn't help him at all, all I could do was make financial estimates. If I tried to help, I would just get in his way. I felt completely useless, and that was one of the feelings I hated most.

Suddenly, I heard a soft click and I looked up, blood turning cold. What was that? Slowly, I got out of bed, my hands grabbing a vase that sat on my wardrobe. I opened the door to my bedroom slowly, my eyes wandering through the darkness. Nothing. But I swore that I had heard something.

I walked down the steps, my heart beating in my ears. My eyes scanned over the room once more. The dark empty living room and kitchen stared at me silently. My eyes wandered to the outline of the door which was shut. The clock that hung up on my wall ticked softly, moonlight shined in softly from the balcony, casting shadows on the ground. Relief flooded me and I cast a final glance around before I headed upstairs.

Suddenly, I felt a hand grab my wrist and yank, I fell backwards on the steps, the vase crashing under me. I felt the individual shards stab my skin and I instinctively screamed and struggled against the person behind me, kicking them. They grabbed my leg and threw me against the wall, my vision swirled, pain slicing through my head like a knife. I grabbed a shard on the ground, it sliced through my finger as I tried to slash at them. Forcefully, they took it out of my hand and kicked me again. I screamed in pain and anger, grabbing their arm and biting them as hard as I could. The taste of blood and salt touched my tongue.

"Bitch!" I hear them hiss as they instinctively yanked away from my grasp. I coughed, my vision whirling. Phone. Help. Police. I thought desperately as I tried to scramble up the steps. They yanked my leg backwards and my hands latched instinctively onto the railing that lined the stairwell.

"Help!" I called out as loud as I could. I heard the door slam open and the force behind me disappeared. I looked behind me while scrambling up the steps. Two silhouettes were fighting each other, I could see their movements, fluid but violent. Quickly, I scrambled upstairs, locked the door and hid in the closet. My fingers quickly dove into my pocket and I called the police.

"Hello?" I heard a voice say.

"Someone has broken into my apartment." I said shakily, my hands were trembling.

"Where do you live?" They asked. I opened my mouth to respond when the door to my closet opened abruptly. Someone stood in front of me staring at me silently. My breath hitched. "Hello? Are you there ma'am?" The voice spoke softly from my phone. Was I going to die? Like this? Slowly, the figure in front of me knelt down. They gently took the phone from my frozen hand. Then they spoke.

"Kao?" They asked. My fear disappeared instantly. I knew that voice. Their golden eyes stared at me worriedly.

"Seven…?" I asked softly. He nodded, I collapsed on him, arms wrapping around his waist in a hug. "There was a person-" I began, voice cracking.

"I know." He responded softly. "You're safe now." I closed my eyes and stayed silent, burying my face in his neck. The pain in my ribs was too much, as if someone was taking a knife to them, my back throbbed from the glass. " I'm sorry I'm late." He said softly. His hand patted my head. Then he stared at me. "Are you alright?" He asked. I swallowed and stayed silent. "Did they hurt you?" He asked quickly.

"I'm all right." I said shakily. They probably weren't deep wounds, I would be fine.

"Can you stand?" He asked, standing up slowly, taking my hand.

"Yeah." I responded.

I began to stand, it felt like a hammer crashed into my chest, splitting my bones apart. I whimpered and stayed on the ground.

"Liar." Seven said. He lifted me up and opened the door that led downstairs.

"Put me down." I said.

"Be quiet." He responded.

"I can walk." I said forcefully.

"Liar." He said again. I bit my lip angrily, there it was again. I was so helpless, I couldn't do anything. Seven would always come to the rescue, and even though it made me happy it made me feel useless too. Anger stabbed at me relentlessly. I was silent for a bit, my mind whirling.

"Thank you." I said finally. Tears stung my eyes, threatening to fall. I wouldn't cry, I was stronger than that. I bit my lip to stop them from flowing. I wouldn't cry.

"Your welcome." Seven responded. "But you don't have to act so tough all the time."

"I'm not acting tough." I responded bitterly.

"Right." He said shortly. We stayed silent as he stepped into the hallway.

The lights were on and people were crowded around my door, most likely attracted by the noise.

"Kao dear is everything alright?" My neighbor asked worriedly, looking at my face. I blushed slightly and looked away. I probably had bruises all over my face.

"Everything is fine." Seven said, walking through the people. "I'm taking her to a hospital."

"No!" I said, looking at him. "I don't have enough money to pay the hospital bills for this."

"I'll take care of it." Seven responded, looking forward.

"No you won't." I said angrily.

"Yes, Kao. I will." Seven's eyes moved to mine and I could see he meant it. I looked down.

"I won't let you." I said. He sighed.

"Why can't you let me do something for you?" He asked helplessly.

"You've already done so much." I said softly.

"Then I'm taking you to my place." He said. "I have medical supplies there." I stayed silent to that. As much as I wanted to refuse, the pain I was feeling was almost blinding. Why had this happened? Why had that person attacked me? If Seven hadn't come- I shivered and didn't finish the thought. Was it Unknown? If so why? What did he gain from this? I closed my eyes miserably, I just wanted the pain to end.

"Ouch!" I said sharply as Seven dabbed my face.

"Stay still." He said, frustrated. I bit my lip and stayed silent, he sighed. "Your injured worse than I thought." He muttered as he began to wrap gauze around my hand.

"I can do it." I said, grabbing it. Seven stared at me, annoyed.

"You're so stubborn."

"Shut up." I muttered. Seven shook his head.

"How did you know?" I asked, as I wrapped the gauze around my hand.

"Know what?" He asked.

"That I was in danger."

"I didn't. I was just tracking him."

"Was it Unknown?" I asked, looking at him. His golden eyes glanced at me and then flicked away.

"I'm not sure." He responded.

"Then how-"

"There isn't just one person behind the hacking." Seven interrupted, as he sighed. "It's an organization." I was silent, in shock, and then I frowned.

"What? Why didn't you say so?"

"I didn't want to freak anyone out." He said.

"We were already freaked out!" I snapped. He nodded slowly.

"I know, I just." He sighed. "Anyhow, I've been tracking their signal for days but they have a powerful security system. And tonight one stray signal wandered away from their protection system, and they were at your apartment-" He stopped.

"You should have called the police." I said, my fingers fumbling. Seven finished the gauze and grabbed the other supplies staying silent.

"I wanted to save you." He said finally. I glanced at him in surprise. He looked at me. "Don't stare at me like that."

"Sorry." I muttered, looking down. "Thank you." I said again. His hands skillfully finished disinfecting the cuts on my face and he opened the drawer to his desk. He muttered something in response and then turned around to face me.

"Why do you have all these supplies anyways?" I asked. Seven hesitated.

"My friend has a small apartment so he likes to store his medical supplies here."

"Won't he get mad that you're using them?"

"Psh." Seven waved his hand. "Just a small lecture." I smiled.

"Can I go back now?" I asked.

"Go back where?"

"My apartment." I said. Seven stared at me, silent.

"I'm joking!" I said quickly.

"Good." Seven said with a sigh. "You were just attacked and they might come back again, I was afraid you had damaged your brain too." I laughed.

"Where should I stay?" I asked. He shrugged as he put away the supplies.

"Anywhere that's safe. Jumin's place is probably the best." He glanced at me.

"Can I go to a place where another guy doesn't live?" I asked. He laughed.

"Jaehee's another option then, but she and Zen went to Jumin's place after they heard about this."

"Wait, the other members know about this?" I asked. Seven glanced at me.

"Yeah, I told them." I looked down. "Were you planning to keep it a secret?" He asked. I felt a tinge of frustration.

"No." I said.

"Liar." He responded, turning around and plopping across from me on the couch. I stayed silent and decided to change the topic.

"Where's Yoosung staying?"

"At the usual place. He has classes so he can't move easily. Jumin sent him a few bodyguards." I gave him a look. "No he's not giving you any." Seven countered.

"Why?" I asked. He frowned.

"Do you know why your place isn't safe?" He asked, annoyed.

"Yeah, we went over it-"

"It's not just that. Jumin is practically surrounded by people, and Yoosung lives in a collage. A public place that's already well guarded. That's why Zen and Jaehee moved in with Jumin for the time being." I stayed silent. Seven crossed his arms and leaned back.

"Can I stay with you?" I asked finally. Seven blinked, his expression unguarded.

"Me?" He asked, surprised. I nodded slowly, embarrassed. Seven hesitated. "Why?" He asked. My head struggled to come up with a reason other than the fact that I liked him and I was a selfish bastard. Any chance there was to be with Seven I wanted to take it.

"Jumin's place is probably crowded now." I said slowly.

"You do know that I'm a guy right?" He asked slowly. I nodded. "And that it's just the two of us here."

"I trust you." I said simply. It was true. I knew Seven wouldn't try anything. A flicker of annoyance came over his face.

"Absolutely not." He said shortly.

"Why not?" I asked.

"Because." He responded angrily, not looking at me.

"That didn't answer my question." I snapped.

"I don't want you to be here." His voice was rising. Pain stabbed my chest but I hid it well.

"There are too many people at Jumin's house!" I said loudly.

"That's fine." He responded cooly. "I'm sure you can live with that." I was silent for a few seconds.

"Do I bother you?" I asked, my fingers clenched in my lap.

"You distract me." Seven admitted, standing up.

"I won't talk to you." I said softly.

"That's not the point!" Seven slammed his hands on the table and I stared at him, surprised. He took a deep breath to compose himself, ran a hand through his hair and turned around. "I'm sorry Kao, I don't want you here." I was silent, my hands clenching and unclenching. If he didn't want me to stay here, that was okay. But the fact that he was so adamant about it was quite honestly, hurtful.

"I'm sorry." I muttered. "I was just curious."

"It's fine." He responded softly.

"Can I go now then?" I asked. His head tilted towards me slightly, and he hesitated before responding.

"Your cuts are treated so yeah." He said. I stood up, my ribs were still screaming in pain, I still hadn't told him about them. Anger was running through me. I shouldn't be mad at Seven for not wanting me to stay here. It was reasonable, I would be a distraction. But I couldn't help it. Anger and spite fueled me as I walked across the room, holding my side and biting my lip. Suddenly, my arm was yanked back and I glared at him. "What's wrong with your side?" He asked.

"Nothing." I snapped.

"That's a lie and you know it." He hissed.

"Nothing is wrong with it." I responded angrily. "Let go of my arm." He did so, and pushed me back lightly. Pain sparked through my chest and my vision flickered. I stumbled back and winced. Seven stared at me unblinkingly, his eyes narrowed, and then turned around while pointing to the couch. "Sit down." He ordered. I grit my teeth and slumped on the couch with a frown on my face. "You could have at least told me you hurt your ribs." He said, giving me stormy look.

"I didn't think it was a big deal." I responded. He sighed.

"How am I supposed to help you if you don't even tell me what's wrong?" He muttered. I stayed silent to that.

Half an hour later

"Yeah." Seven said into the phone. I looked away. "I can't help it, her ribs are seriously injured." Another pause. "No, she won't let me pay the bills." A twinge of guilt stabbed me but I stayed silent. "I have the stuff here that's why." Pause. "She wants to stay here. " He snapped, then he sighed. "Don't worry I won't." Seven put his phone on the counter, crossed his arms, and then looked at me. "He said you can stay here." I nodded.

"I'm sorry." I said softly. Seven sighed.

"Nothing can be done about it. You do need treatment." He walked to me and dropped my phone in my lap. I stared at it and put in my back pocket. "You should get some sleep, you can use my bedroom." He added, pointing to the hall at the back before he sat down in front of his computer. I stared at him, and got up slowly, shoving my hands in my pockets and walking down the hall. I had an uneasy feeling. He was acting so distant, but it was my fault of course. Why did I have to make such a big deal about staying here? I bit my lip and opened the door at the end of the hall. I suppose there was no reason to ask, I already knew why.

Surprisingly, Seven's room was neat and clean. As I stepped in, I let the door shut behind me softly. Bookshelves lined the walls, fulled of CD's, movies, and video games. A laptop sat on a white desk at the back of the room ( he had two computers). Sitting on the desk was the small miniature cat that Seven had bought during the Busan trip at the Museum.

"Hello." I said softly as I knelt down to stare at it's blue eyes. My eyes slid to the right. Next to it, was a robotic white cat whose blue eyes were dull and faded, it was bigger but just as cute. A smile tugged on my lips. I turned behind me, sat on the bed, and carefully lay on it while closing my eyes. So much had happened in the last few hours. I didn't know why that person had attacked me, but clearly, I would have to be more careful from now on. As would the other members. My eyes were like weights, and every movement I made was sluggish. I would think about it tomorrow.

I went to bed that night, tired and exhausted. I dreamed of a fire, burning my skin, and clogging my throat. I dreamt that I was crawling through the falling rubble, screaming for help. I dreamt that two unblinking mint blue eyes were staring at me.

Thanks for reading! Sorry for the short chapter. Just a small thing to add. I'm planning to update chapter status on my profile page, so if you're curious on how far I am with a chapter feel free to check it out. (Hopefully I will remember to update it…Hopefully.) Anyhow, the two are staying together now so yay XD. Follows, favorites, and reviews are already appreciated thanks!