Allen Gumy, this one is for you :)

" I am by the bar, "she whispered as she gave the bartender a quick smile and picked up the water bottle he handed her. The man that walked to the seat next to her, his face towards the dance floor was only noticed by the bartender.

"Is he the one dancing by the pole?" Scanning all the people in the middle of the crowd, Bom standing next to her, asked. The profile he had read years ago, he wasn't sure if he still recalled what any of these idiots looked like.

" He's with the girl with the red dress" her eyes focused on the cabinet filled with drinks Jandi gave him the clue he needed to find the person responsible for getting him away from his garage today.

"I am sure you could have handed him his 32 teeth all by yourself, why do this? " Bom asked as he pulled the water bottle out of her grip and opened the cap. His eyes focused on the drunk woo bin, he knew the boy was an easy target for her. She could easily fold him in half.

" I still don't know what he did. '' Placing the bottle on the counter, he glanced her way. Always focused on her job, she hadn't even glanced this way once. The goal was to act like they don't know each other. That was their training. They can't have any suspicious observers.

"Did he do something to you?" He asked the question he knew she wouldn't answer.

" You know, I will skin him alive if he touches you," he added, finally getting her eyes to turn his way. There was nobody who would both die and kill for her like the Oppas she was blessed with. She might not have ever told him, but her confidence to do what she does comes from knowing somebody would kill for her if need be. She would do the same.

" Do you think he would live to see another day if he dared? '' Her words forced a smile across his face. She has grown up to be a beautiful young lady, but the fury burning in her eyes was the same as the little girl that used to fight him, sometimes landing clean punches.

"That's my girl"

" None of these boys should ever dare even look at you unless they have a death wish. '' His words had forced her to turn around and lift her eyes to the table and the only person that could be observing her, as he always does. Lucky for her, he was distracted by the girl that had returned to the table and was all over him.

" I know that one," Bom, following her eyes, made out Junpyo.

" I think I do"

" Is he the son or grandson of Shinwa'" Bom added, crossing his arms and zooming in on Jun Pyo, who didn't seem that much into the girl sitting on his lap and whispering in his school she was placed in included in their project, they had wasted a good 6 months to a year spying on the Shinwa family to no result. Lucky for her, their research didn't include Junpyo who was too young and probably had no connection to what they were looking for. The school records their main goal, she was required to avoid the spilled new members of F4 while searching for any clue on the previous member of the famous Group.

" I am surprised all the records for his family cleared"

" I would have guessed his family to be the fucked up one out of all," he added, reminding her of all the work they did to find even a tiny hint that could lead them to connect any of their leads to to the Shinwa family.

" His sister is gorgeous, by the way," Ctrl whispered in their ears.

" Are we doing this again?" Bom turned around to the bar, picked up the water bottle.

" We stalked her for over 6 months. She seems to be kind and a good person" Ctrl added as he reminded all of the time and effort they spent studying the sister who attended the highschool when the previous members of F4 were ruling the class.

" Just because she looks pleasing doesn't mean she is kind" Bom, who had been the one that did the stalking responded. His task he hated so much, it was a meaningless six month of babysitting the daughter who was in charge of the organization the corporation used for all its charities.

" All the charity and fake shit she does is why that corporation gets away with everything," he added. The hundred of charities the organization funds, it was hard to even google the corporation without the first things that pop up being the new charities they were funding.

" Am just saying she is gorgeous to look at" Ctrl pulling the daughter of Shinwa family on a quick google search added. All her photos at some fundraising event, he was right she was beyond beautiful and elegant which was the instrument used to pomoto the corporation. His quick search had pulled up the million she donated when she attended the Seoul Children's Hospital which was used to bury the latest controversy of the Shinaw construction company bidding for a whole neighborhood that houses hundreds of farms being up for sale for the new resort hotel and golf course they want to build. She was good at her job.

" Wait, is that her brother?" His focus on the picture of Jun Pyo that popped up on his screen was what he questioned as the two in the club sent their eyes to Junpyo at the private table.

" He is handsome", his words were dismissed by the two who were used to his nonsense by now. The boy locked in the roof of their home had nothing but this to entertain him.

" This is who is inheriting the company, My God"

" I know," Bom responded as he caught the girl pushing off Junpyo, finally giving him a good view of the boy they were talking about. He had seen him quite a few times while stalking his sister but he had never given him any attention; he was dismissed as useless to their goal. All Bom knows is how protective and affectionate the sister is over her little brother.

" His girlfriend is gorgeous"

' Is she?" Bom shifted to the girl walking away from Junpyo. Thanks to the blinking light he couldn't quite make out her face. It would be interesting to see what type of women these spoiled jerks dated. Based on who the sister had married, he could imagine it to be another billionaire. These people marry to build empires, had been the explanation he received when he questioned how on earth the sister had married somebody who she barely even saw. It took him a month of following her to figure out that the so-called husband had his own life and was rarely home.

" That is not her," Jandi corrected.

" Who is this?" Bom asked, getting his answer from the look on Jandi's face.

"Which one owns the gray car?" Bom asked the only thing he was curious about.

" that one" her eyes pointed at Jun Pyo. Their eyes focused on the boy standing up and adjusting his shirt and then his hair. Any trace of the girl he wanted to remove away from him, he was busy adjusting his cloth. The hair tie he was looking for was pulled from his pockets, as Junpyo sent his hair all into a bun. Some of the hair left was ignored as he tapped his face to wake himself up. Sitting back down. He sent his legs to the table. Finally left alone, he was provided some peace. His eyes scanned the dance floor for his friends and were quickly reminded of the girl that probably hadn't left.

Her eyes glued on his friend were beyond focused and determined as Junpyo tried to figure out why she was still there. The small smile that she sent to the man next to her was not fully visible, but her eyes that stayed on the man were. The look she gave Jihoo was something, but the little look she gave the man sitting next to her was something else. The moment the man turned her way and started talking, Junpyo's six senses were alarmed. The only proof he needed came when he saw the man turn his eyes to Woo-bin. The two were dressed in black; his mind was quick as it played the scene from yesterday, as he recognized the man sitting next to her to be the one she had gone to the Bbq place with yesterday. The same man that had picked her up from the hotel.

"Tell him we have to leave NOW, " Junpyo ordered the waiter he had called as soon as he saw her leather-gloved hands finally come out of her pocket and start playing with her zipper. Those leather gloves were the red flag he was waiting for as he added one and one together to figure out why she was even here, to begin with, let alone why she looked like a hunter who had picked out his prey and was ready to kill. No matter what, he knew they had to leave while they were all conscious.

"Put it on my tap," he had ordered as he started picking up their phone and jacket laid across the table, and started heading to the private exit.

"Why do we always have to leave when you say so?" Yi Jeong, pulling his jacket that was thrown at his face, complained.

"Here, you'll drive" Yijeong was the only one who handed the girl next to him his keys as he let her drive.

"You're coming with me" Woobin started pulling the one girl away as he grabbed his phone and followed Yijeong leading the way out of the crowded dance floor.

"You can go to the Gangnam house and finish this, " Junpyo zipped up his jacket and added as he sent his eyes Jandi's way. Her eyes staring his way only lasted for a second as she picked her water bottle up and started heading to the main door, opposite the exit the three boys were heading to. His eyes turned away quickly; he had missed the man sitting behind her that followed her behind. He wasn't sure who these people were, but he had seen enough to be alarmed by their presence. Gang members being his best guess after yesterday, he was sure there was a lot they could do. Whether it was looking for money or kidnapping them for ransom, whatever gang or weird group they were in, he knew he had to get his friends away from the girl.

"Actually, go to your own houses, " he changed his mind, remembering they would all have more security in their own houses rather than their party house.

"Yes, captain asshole," Woobin replied before sending his lips to the girl carrying his jacket, pulling him her way. The Vip parking lot they walked into was dead quiet as they headed to their cars.

" I am out" Yijeong was the one who left first; his car was the one parked right by the door.

"Just let her drive"

"I am not letting nobody drive this car, it's three days old." heading to the Lamborghini, Woobin complained back at his friend's suggestion.

"See you tomorrow " was Woobin's last word as he jumped into his car , the girl holding his jacket was in seconds in the passenger seat .

"WUUUUU " Woobin's loud screaming and the music that he turned on could be heard across the parking lot as Yijeong's car slowly drove out.

" YOUNG AND WILD " the music kept on screaming as the cars slowly started their engines and started rolling down the parking lot. From the VIp parking floor, it took a minute for them to reach the Exit door.

"I got him" right when the red dot showed up on his screen, Ctrl alerted the two to be on standby.

"Ready when you are '' right when his map started blinking, Bom tightened his grip on the steering wheel of the car he got into. His car parked two blocks away from the hotel was waiting for the three cars to come out before he made any movies. His playlist turned softly on, and his gloved hands were sent to adjust his double seat belt and check everything in the car. Prepared for anything that might go down tonight, the car he had customized was prepared for anything that might come their way when they were out on a mission. Knowing how unserious tonight was he hadn't even packed that many tools or used his special cars. His favorite car was sitting on the back of the garage he runs.

" Ready when you are" kicking her bike stand up and turning the engine on, Jandi gave her status. The helmet adjusted over her head was fixed as she jumped onto the bike. She really had missed this. Her bike she hadn't used in months, it felt good just to sit on top of it. There were moments where she felt invincible, and most have been when she was riding her custom-designed bike. There was something about going against the wind at a high speed that helps evaporate all her thoughts. Out of all the training she received, the bike riding had caused several broken bones as Bom had pushed her harder than ever. The quick turners she was required to master had flipped her up in the air a couple of times. All of that was history, as she, on her best day, could even ride her teacher.

" He will be coming out of the east parking lot in ten seconds," Ctrl whispered as he zoomed in on the video of the cars heading out of the parking lot. After they exit all he had was the bug they had placed Woobin's car he would you to both trace and redirect the navigation system. His quick fingers typing as fast they can . He was quick with configuring the navigation system that didn't take much to take control of.

" two"

"three" he started counting down when the car started rolling out of the building.

" Countdown two minutes I'll lead, " he ordered. Following the plan they went over for dinner, started his car and headed to the street on the other side of the three cars.

" I will follow from the other block" Bom turned right and headed in the direction he was supposed to be in as followed the cars from the parallel road, only separated by buildings.

"10 seconds" Ctrl in her ear whispered as she pulled out her hands from her pocket. Her watch set to every second they had plane devry thing down to, she clicked for the count down to start.

" Go opposite " he added as Jandi tightened her grip and focused her eyes on the road sudden gush of cold air that brushed against her skin was something she adored. The main advantage of her tiny bike being its small design, the way it pierced thought the cold air of the night was only charming to the girl that enjoyed her body being awakened by the freezing wind she was going against.

"We haven't done this in a while" Ctrl was the first to notice how the minor team was back in action. Even though this was for a small favor, it felt good for all three to be doing what they do best. All behind the things they enjoyed the most. He with his computers, Bom with his car, and their little Jandi on her bike. The icing on the cake is them chasing a spoiled billionaire's son. Something they all had vowed to waste their life on. Woobin wasn't the billionaire son they were looking for, nor were any of the new F4 members but none could hide it felt a tiny bit good to be chasing the wealthy kids who deserve some kind of reality check. All they could do was imagine what it would feel like when they eventually get to the people they were looking for. For nwo all they could do was imagine and as the days went by their imagination was starting to fade. With every turn that leads them to a wall, the people they were looking for we're becoming a ghost. Tonight, I had provided them with at least something to look forward to. It was a tiny light to prove what they could if they stayed committed and chase any club that might direct them out of the darkness they were in. They needed it tonight.

"Home" Junpyo commanded his GPS as he stepped on the gas pedal and started following the exit signs across the parking lot.

" Huh" he sighed as he rolled out of the parking lot to find no car parked anywhere visible or driving behind. His hesitation to follow Woobin behind was shut down as a crazy thought as he halted his car right by the red light to find nobody behind or in front of his friend's car that was rushing into the right turn ahead.

"let's just go home and rest" brushing his hair back Junpyo sighed.

"Call Woobin " Junpyo whispered as he leaned in, trying to make out when this damn light was gonna turn green.

"Hey, are you okay?" Junpyo asked, trying to make out what Woobin was saying beyond the loud screaming music.

" STOP CALLING ME, AM TRYING TO ENJOY MY NIGHT" Woobin shouted back before hanging up.

"Be careful." Junpyo had to swallow his words as out of nowhere a motorbike drove past him.

"What the " glancing at the light that turned green Junpyo stepped on the gas as his right hand pulled on his seatbelt while his eyes stayed glued to the bike leading the way. He could thank the non-existent street light for his inability to make the logo or plate of the bike. His car top of its kind, didn't waste much time to close the gap as he finally noticed the slender body atop the slick bike. But he had only a good second before the bike made a sharp right turn and disappeared out of view. There was something cool and fascinating about bikers he had always admired. The illegal racing he was part of, he knew his mother was probably aware of but let him because of the amount of protection they had. He remembers the havoc that erupted when he got a bike. His mother who went on and on about what would happen to the company if he gets injured or died. That was when he got another clue that any care she showed towards him was because he was going to inherit the company. His reputation is kept clean from the public, there was a reason not that many people knew about him. The team assigned to keep him away from the public until he was ready to take over was doing the work they were millions for.

" Time to play the puppet master," Ctrl was a bit excited as he started pressing the new destination into the computer sitting next to him. Woobin too caught up making out with the girl leaning over his seat hadn't even noticed the small blink on his GPS screen as the destination changed.

Take the next left turn - the Gps ordered which Woobin unquestionably followed.

" I have him, meet you in 10" Bom whispered as he noted the small blinking light on his map turning left as he commanded it.

"See you in ten" Jandi's smile was kept hidden behind the helmet. She didn't expect it to go this smoothly. They could have just left earlier and waited for him exactly where they were expecting him to be but she had thought there would be some hiccups. There really was no reason for them to follow him, she could just wait for him at his destination. This was too easy.

Junpyo curiosity about the bike was answered as it came back and stood by the red light. His left turn signal light on, Junpyo was waiting to make a U-turn which would land him in the same lane the bike would take from the east road. The light turned green from the other side first, the bike was coming his way, Junpyo leaning forward tried to make out the brand of the bike. In a flash of a second she had vroomed right by his side, not even giving him a good second to notice any mark. The all black figure riding the bike, the design of the bike, he was given only a glimpse just for admiration. The speed of the bike and the smoothness of the turn. He doesn't know what was going on, but at least he was assured the bike wasn't going in the same direction as Woobin's house. Anything going this fast going Woobin's direction would have scared him, but the bike was going in the opposite direction.

"Hey I have a question "

'Didn't I tell you to not call me past midnight? '' Jihoo shouted back right when he heard Junpyo's voice. His head he lifted from his pillow was shifted to the other side of the bed.

"I just wanted to let you know we are going home" Junpyo shouted back as he joined the freeway and stepped on his gas.

"Why are you telling me ?"

"Just wanted to"

".its 1:26 a.m. in the morning Junpyo. Go home and sleep, well talk in the morning"

"Not this bike again" Junpyo whispered as he caught a glimpse of the same bike on the lane in front of him.

"what ?"

"Just saw this motorbike, can't quite make out the brand "

"Small bike. What kind of person rides a bike this small"

"It's probably a girl, call me in the morning" Jihoo hung up leaving Junpyo a bit startled as he stepped on his gas pedal and headed right to the same lane as the bike. Turning his long-distance headlight on he finally got a good view of the person atop the bike. Her leather jacket and black pants he had been staring at for hours weren't something he would mistake for another as he got a good glimpse of Jandi along with the bike leaning right turned towards the exit. He needed a few seconds to just realize he had witnessed another thing to be fascinated by with the weird girl that has proven to be unreal with all the things she can do. Her walk across the hotel, her sprint in the dark night, her fast kicks that landed three full grown men and now the all-black dressed sexy bike rider. Connecting the dots between all the incidents quickly led him to realize that she probably was the one that beat Woobin's minions. She was the only one capable of doing so.

"FUCK" it didn't take Junpyo much time to realize what could happen. His suspicion was assured as he recalled the way she was looking at woobin throughout the night. He quickly ordered his car system to call Woobin.

"Calling Woobin" the system followed his command, but there was nobody picking up.

"Come on Woo, pick up " he shouted as leaning forward he started playing with his GPS. He could thank Jihoo for setting up their system as he started pressing buttons to locate his friend's car. His friends drunk and sleeping at some random hotel lefty had found it exhausting so he had intertwined their phones Gps system making it easier for him to find them.

" OHH GOD '' Junpyo sighed as Woobin's phone location popped up in his gps.

"Come on pick up Woo Bin " he shouted as he picked up his phone and started calling.

"Fuck" his phone thrown onto the floor Junpyo stepped on the gas, cutting every red light and violating every rule as he drove through the 35 max streets at 65 miles/hour. He should have known she was up to something when she dressed like she was. With the confidence she was walking with he should have known she was up to something. The killer look she had all over, he should have known she wasn't even hiding why she showed up, it wasn't to entertain them. All the foreign feelings he processes while being in space as the girl was concluded to be a result of his suspicion he should have trusted rather than anything else. Why her brown eyes looked alarmingly striking, why her steppes had an alluring rhythm to them, why her unbothered state of existence was beyond fascinating, her all black look beyond cool... all of it was boxed in as his ease about why she was there. The girl whose background check he couldn't wait to get a copy of, he was sure she was up to something tonight. All he could do was pray that Woobin wouldn't be in too much danger. The bullying across campus he doesn't keep track of, Junpyo wasn't even sure if she had any reason to attack woo bin. She wouldn't be doing this for just some old boots. If she did, he should be the one getting attacked. Was it about the boy? Why would she care about some random boy? So many questions busting his mindJunpyo just kept on wishing Woobin would make smart choices and avoid whatever was coming for him

" What on earth?" Finally noticing the neighborhood he was driving in, Woobin asked as he pushed the girl off of him and focused his eyes on the GPS, still directing him to go straight ahead.

"What is going on ?. ."Right as he leaned to check his destination he had seen the 13 missed calls from Junpyo.

"this is not my address" Slowing down the car he shouted.

"Oppa this looks very sketchy." the girl holding her bag tighter cried.

"OPPA . . "

"SHUT UP" he shouted her way as he started playing with the Gps he couldn't even get to step shouting at him to go straight ahead.

" He is slowing down" Ctrl alerted both.

" I am a light away. I got him" Bom waiting for the light only had one turn to make before his car came behind woo bin's. His facemask he had put on like a beanie was pulled down as he made the turn and headed to the car. The car tires he had customized and messed with, he wasn't worried about the tire marks he was making on the muddy road he drove on. The police who would use it as their primary evidence, he knew they would just be wasting their time. The tire marks, nor the fake plate numbers which could be used if either Woo bin or the girl in the car memorized it, were both useless.

"OPPA AM SCARED " the girl went on as she was the only one that noticed the car coming behind them.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP" he shouted again as he started looking for his phone.

" Change of plan he had stopped at the intersection, make a right turn" Ctrl directed as Jandi making a sharp turn started her journey to the intersection a block away. The blood flowing in her body was ready for something she had been dreaming about since the day he dared raise his hands to slap her.

"Come on Woo Bin start driving. Come on" Junpyo, glancing at the flickering light that had stopped moving, shouted. He was a good minute away from the intersection. He didn't know that well, he wasn't even aware of how he was going to land on the other side of the blocked intersection in the middle of the dark warehouse's neighborhood, not even remotely close to being able to help his friend. He would be left a short distance away blocked by thick wires and Police marked bricks.

"Oppa" the girl, noticing the car that drove past them and started turning sideways, blocking their way, whispering as Woobin frantically pressed the buttons on his phone and tried to put his home address. Bom wasn't even speeding as he had taken his time pulling the car to block their way and shut off his engine. His eyes focused on the two in the driver's seat, he was waiting for the amazing moment he never gets enough of.

"Can you shut up" Woobin shouted without even looking up at the car now completely blocking their way.

"LOOK" finally getting his attention, the girl almost about to cry, pointed at the car in front.

"What the fuck " throwing his phone down he started honking at the car.

"Who the hell is this " banging open his door, he walked out.

"She is there" Ctrl, folding his hands, waited in silence.

" YAAAA MOVE YOUR CA ..." woobin's loud screams were silenced by the bike that came out of nowhere. Bom's car back hood used a rail the bike had approved from the dark alley; flying over the Lamborghini before landing right behind it. Just like Woobin, the girl sitting in the passenger had zoomed her shocked eyes at the bike that flew above them and smoothly landed behind fraction of a second the bike flew above them, went in slow motion as the stoned eyes stayed glued until it hit the ground behind them. Both too stunned to even accept what happened as reality had kept their shocked eyes and hanging lips on the bike. Did that just happen?

"Never get old." Bom's voice in her ear whispered as he took in the shocked and paralyzed look on the two staring at the bike behind them. Adding to their shock the person on the bike was revealed to be a girl. Jandi kicked the bike stand down and smoothly got off the bike. Her every move left the two shocked out of their minds stunned. Every move of hers was hypnotizing in an odd way. To some it was the start of their fascination with bad assgirl who didn't say much but could silence with just a look. There was a huge advantage to people not expecting somebody like her to do all that she does. Which she always used to surprise her target. Her helmet still on, she headed to the man standing by the driver's side of his Lamborghini. The dumbfounded look on his face wasn't registered as her blood-hungry eyes were focused on reminding her of the blood-covered body he had dragged across the cafeteria days ago. The dark clouds hovering above her were begging to take over as she reminded herself of how he had been treating her for the last few weeks. The darkness that could take over her and break every bone in his body with no remorse was reminding her of the precious boots he stood and watched burn. Her fury she had to tame, she was fighting against herself. Her focused walk his way had only terrified the girl in the passenger seat. The girl was covered in black from head to toe and looked like she was out for blood as she stood right in front of the shocked Woobin. The black helmet only reflected his face back to him, he stared right back at the face he couldn't see. The person that wasn't even flinching as he took the step towards it, just stared right back at him. Realizing you can't scare somebody was a new realization as he took in that the person in front of him wasn't one to be intimated this easily.

"Who" his questioning eyes were sent to the gloved hands that were crossed.

"Who on earth are you?" he didn't even know that he had taken a step back as Woobin asked with his shaking voice.

" Do you know who I am?" he added.

" I could have you killed " her right hand landed a perfect slap across his pale face landing his head against his own car door. The fact that he had never ever been slapped was evident based on his utter shock and disbelief at what had just happened. Both hands sent to ease the pain across his cheeks he turned his shocked and angry eyes to the person that had landed his face against the cold metal of his car. Before the first slap was even fully registered he heard a loud scream.

" OMMAYA" the shouting girl was left screaming when she noticed the man who stepped out of the car had a bat in his hand. The loud bang of the bat against the car immediately sent shivers down her spine as he landed it right on the front mirror. The shock was used as a distraction, the tag team knew what they were doing.

"WHO" his shocked body, before it even senses the pain from the first slap, received another one landing him back against his car door. Her body swung, giving her all the energy she needed; her slaps had been enough to force the first teaser of his own blood to fill his mouth.

"YAHHH DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM " The blood spit from his lips only shocked the girl, almost paralyzed by fear.

"YAAAAA" when he sent his angry eyes, another slap was sent his way.

" If I were you, I would get out" leaning closer, Bom whispered at the crying girl who crawled out of the car as fast as possible. Bang , Bang the loud noises coming from the front window that was receiving the full blow from the bat was more terrifying than Woobin's shouting as the shaking girl pulled her legs away from the car.

" I AM GONNA FIND OUT WHO YOU ARE " his own blood gushing from his lips and playing with his tongue, Woobin shouted back as he tried to send a punch her way which was ducked before Jandi grabbed his hair and banged his head against the car. The visible broken bones and bruises on the boy's face she visited, were all saved for woobin. Her right hand tightening its grip on his hair, she sent his head against the car again. This time with enough force to land his nose against the metal that had done what she expected. Broken nose, done. His hair used to pull him away from the car, her left leg landed a nice kick right at his stomach. The force of the kick had mixed the blood and some of the alcohol he had been sipping to be spitted out. Leaving him no space to react to any of it, his hair she had a tight grip of was used to hold his body up as she sent it head-first against the hood of the car. His body wobbling left and right was at her mercy as let go of his hair and grabbed his arm. One twist and she had him screaming for his life. His hair grabbed instantly, she pushed his face to the car to silence his lips held against the cold metal that had been attacking his face, now covered with the blood sliding out his broken nose. His broken arm held behind him, his body was already done when her right knee aimed for his spin. His body that slid down his car and landed on the muddy road only fueled her anger as she took a step and started observing it. She knew being caught off guard was one thing but the relaxing that these people had never actually knew what to do if anybody dared fought back was hilarious. This jerk didn't even look like he actually knows how to fight with somebody that might be trained to fight back. Considering his shock , he probably had never even hit in his life .

The mud and trash mixed the muddy road. She had added his blood to the mix as the body screaming and trying to crawl away from the car was starting to be decorated by the disgusting brown mud. The boy whose shoes don't even touch a dirty floor, it was interesting to see his body crawling across the mud. Her slow steps following along the knees he was using to get away, she sent her eyes to his face, half covered in blood. The pure fear in his eyes was charming as she landed her right leg on his back, using all her weight to hold his crawling body still as she lowered herself down to his face. Her right hand headed to his hair had grabbed enough to push his face towards the stinking mud he was crawling for his life. His screaming lips left open had welcomed some of the trashed mud he was forced to get a taste of. His nose taking in the disgusting smell forcing everything in his stomach to be thrown out wasn't even what his body was begging for relief for. Both his mouth and nose helped against the ground; his lung asking for oxygen wasn't receiving any. She knew when to let go of his hair and let him breathe before his lung shut down. The mud and filth in his mouth were inhaled with the oxygen his body was begging for. Her right leg stepping away from his back, she stood there watching him fight to the breeze for his life before his right hand started trying to crawl his body away. His broken arm was useless

" Pass," she asked, turning to Bom.

" Are you sure?' Bom asked before passing her the bat. She didn't respond as she grabbed the bat thrown her way. Both hands gripping tight, her eyes returned to the body crawling away. The first blow was to his legs he was using to crawl away with. His right leg, the bat landed against, had sent the type of pain he had never felt as his scream could be heard from across the street. Unlucky for him, Woobin wasn't asked to choose right or left as she had chosen for him. His right leg was the one to receive the same fracture as his goons. The bat that landed on his knee has done its job in one swing. Ctrl, who could only hear what was going on, was the only one picking up the loud scream of the girl who had crawled her away across the mud and was in a fetal position against the pole by the side. The god she was praying for was only asked to save her. The man standing steps away from her, Bom, had been the one she was scared of but she was proven wrong the moment she saw the first kick land against Woobin. The bat that landed on the woobin had proven it all as she knew the smaller one was the deadly one.

Bom, sending his hands to his pocket, stood behind, his eyes focused on Jandi rather than the body she was sending full swings to. There has to be something. This boy has to have done something to her for her to act like this. The rage all over her body was easy to recognize by the one that knew her well. She was angry. What he needs to do is figure out why?

"Enough" before the bat landed against Woobin a dozen times, Bom grabbed it. His eyes, the only things visible thanks to the face mask he had on, stared back at the helmet she was hiding with.

"I thought this was a warning," he reminded her as she let go of the bat and turned her eyes to the body breathing out blood. One last kick against his neck with her effortless right leg and she had turned him unconscious. His body landing lifeless sent the girl into a screaming frenzy for her life as she witnessed Jandi's right leg that had knocked woo bin cold out. Her right leg that was begging for another kick, landed right on the left side mirror and knocked it off fully. Bom, knowing she had some more in her, passed her the bat. Her quick jump on top of the front hood was nothing compared to her swings that landed against the 3-day-old car that would be registered as totally damaged by the insurance company in the coming days. Standing behind, he couldn't help but feel bad for the car. The poor vehicle had nothing to do with this but was receiving all her anger. Leaving her to that. Bom slid down under the car. His gloved hands needed only seconds to unwire their devices and return everything back, leaving no evidence.

" You're good" As the blinking light disappeared from all his devices, Ctrl gave the green light for Bom to slide back up. Opening the passenger seat he grabbed the pink bag.

"Now would be where we need your help"

" Can you call somebody for help? " Bom threw it to the shaking girl who hadn't even dared to look up. Her tear-filled eyes glanced up as her shaking hands were sent to her bag. The man standing beside her wasn't where her eyes landed, but the girl atop the car landed loud hits against the car. She was terrified of the black-covered figure dismantling the car to pieces. The girl seconds away from having a total mental breakdown from shock had learned something that would take multiple interactions with these people to learn. The killing machine of the group wasn't Bom who most assumed and feared. The muscled man was the distraction from the tiny killing machine that had no mercy once she saw red which most dismiss as just a weird tiny highschool girl. The girl finally looked for her phone, one of the few lucky ones who was left conscious to tell the tail.

" Ughh" her crying eyes and frantic fingers started calling for 991 on her phone.

" we are being robbed . ." in between her cries she whispered

".OPPA IS DEAD . ." she started shouting.

" I don't know where. they killed him" she went on crying but all her voice and her breeze were frozen as Bom leaned down, his eyes coming to face her. She had never experienced such fear as the second long gaze of the man staring at her.

" Tell him it's a warning," The man warned as he grabbed the bat Jandi threw his way. His left hand extended towards Jandi, he had helped her jump down from what you can't even call a car anymore before he started heading to his car. The car he jumped into would be out of view in seconds as the girl focused her eyes on the deadly one that had killed her Oppa. Janding heading to the bike followed the car that left into the dark alley. In seconds the two were gone, leaving her Oppas body and the destroyed car in the middle of nowhere.

" See you at home, right?" Ctrl asked before their call was disconnected as Bom was ordered to pick all the ingredients Jandi would need to cook them the breakfast she owes them for staying up late. Jandi, who wanted some moment all to herself, wasn't headed home as she made a right turn and headed to the freeway. She needs some quiet time at one of her favorite places before she heads home. Bom, who had caught her making the right turn, returned his eyes to the road. The rage she was about to unleash that she held back, he knew she needed to do what she always does to return back to reality.

"Huh" the deep breaths she was taking were being used to calm her body down as she increased her speed to force the cold wind to calm her down. The line she was about to cross, she was thankful Bom was there to hold her back but it was a problem. It was a problem that needed to be addressed. The emotions she used to be in control of had been slipping out of her hands lately. It needs some investigation before it was all dismissed as just frustration over them losing all their leads. Although lost in her own thoughts, her six senses were quick as they warned her she was being followed. Turning once to the car behind her, it only took one look to be alarmed and increase her speed and make a turn to see if the car behind her would follow. Like she expected, the car sped up and made the same turn. Whoever was following her had their long-distance light on blinding her from making out the person behind the wheel or the mark of the car. When the car made the second left turn she took, that was when she knew she definitely was being followed. The smile that escaped her lips was filled with excitement more than fear as she tightened her grip and sped up. Her body pushed even closer to the seat, the wind she was driving against was used to her advantage as she broke the speed limit of the road. The next few minutes were beyond interesting as the car not only followed but had cut their distance to end up being right behind her. The speed of the car she had assumed to be difficult when making turns the car had no trouble making every turn she took.

" HUh '' the sigh that escaped her lips, she couldn't help turning her eyes back to see if the car had made the sharp turn she was challenging it to. The sharp screech of the tire against the road and smoke was ignored as she made out the car coming for her. She had to give it to the person driving. They had to be a professional driver, and that was when the excitement started fading. Whoever was behind the car was too good for her not to worry. Choosing to take to the dark corner of the city she knows and could use to her advantage, she sped up, heading to the freeway across the bridge. The well-lit empty bridge had sent the cold air of the water underneath it to attack her body; she was enjoying the sudden rush of blood.

"Come on" she whispered as she knew exactly where to take the car following her so she could play her games and figure out who was behind the wheel. After 5 minutes on the freeway, she made the right exit, taking them to the dark roads with barely any street lights. The town she called home. This was her turf, where her hyong's across the town would step out with a single call to kill whoever she had brought to them with no questions. Every road she knows like the back of her hand, she doesn't even need anybody to help to beat whoever had dared to follow her. She was capable of that by herself. The two left turns she made were only challenging to her as the wet road was slipping her tire. The seconds she wasted slowing down was what gave the car the opportunity to close the gap between them. The tiny pathway she could take to leave the car behind was her goal, but before that, she had to find her answer. Only curious about who was chasing her, she knew what she needed to do to find out who was chasing her.

Out of nowhere, she hit the brakes and stopped her bike. Her eyes focused on the car that drove past her before following her lead and stopping a few meters ahead.

"Huh" she took a deep breath as she slowly started her bike and started heading to the right side of the car that was stopped in the middle of the empty and dark road. Her light was not helping her from making the type of the car, so she turned it all off . As the silver-gray color of the car came into full view, her eyes were sent to the logo. Her startled eyes were going in slow motion as she slowly started passing from the back seat to the passenger seat window of the car she recognized instantly. Hidden behind the black helmet, her shocked eyes didn't even need the verification they were about to receive as they focused on the tinted window. Her hands letting go of the gas she halted the bike as her eyes followed the window being lowered. His hair flying to the direction of the wind coming in from the window he left open, his tight grip on the steering wheel, his black tshirt moving along to the wind, all of that was ignored as she focused on his dark eyes staring at her. Although she was hidden behind the thick helmet, she felt bare as his blood-curdling eyes weren't hiding the fact that he knew it was her behind the helmet.

All that happened that night was wiped out as a new level of anxiety and unease took over.

His flying hair was the only thing in motion as they stood there in silence. The seconds she needed to control her shock were cut short as she started the bike and sped away. The car she expected to follow didn't. Her eyes turning back to the car she was leaving behind landed on Jun Pyo staring at her. His hair still dancing to the cold wind, his hands still on the steering wheel, and his car still standing in the middle of the road, he had chosen to let her drive off. His sinister eyes stayed glued to her until she disappeared out of view.