I Sat On The Ground With My back against the wall. The overflowing dumpster beside me was the only comfort I had that night. Dressed in these clothes with my face hidden under my cap should keep people away since I looked like a bum.
Actually, I was a bum.
My knees were against my chest, and I closed my eyes as I drifted off. Without a watch or a phone, I had no idea what time it was. But I knew it was sometime after midnight.
If taeyong knew where I was, he would have found me by now.
I must have thrown him off the scent by changing my clothes and turning back the opposite way.
But I didn't feel victorious. Just this last weekend, I was the headliner in the Taehyung's Lingerie fashion show.
Now I was dirt-poor and sleeping beside a garbage can. I had some of the money Taehyung gave me, but I'd spent most of it on my hotel accommodations and food. I had to make the rest of it last if I was going to afford a train ticket.
I was completely asleep when I felt my cap move on my head. Someone was turning it, pulling it away from my forehead to reveal my face.
My brain immediately snapped out of its unconscious state.
I couldn't afford to be robbed when I barely had anything to get by. My eyes snapped open, and I saw a man a few years older than me grinning into my face.
He wasn't a bum, judging by his nice clothes and expensive watch. But his smile was deceptive because there was nothing pleasant about him.
I kicked him in the knee and pushed him back. "Get off me."
