Bangtan Sarang || JJK

Ch. 2 Witness

Yoon Sua had been running for three hours straight. I have to find him, he needs to know was all she could think of. Her legs were giving out but she could see the city's skyline in the distance. She willed herself to run harder. 

Seoul.  Her heart ached. The city that had enticed her since she was a little girl. She had dreamed of visiting Seoul but now she pushed herself harder than she ever had before running towards it.

"Song-i" she sobbed. Tears streaking down her dirty face. She had failed her friend. She should have been the one to die and not the beautiful Park Song-i, she thought as the tears nearly blinded her.

"Find him. Find my brother Sua. He'll protect you. Tell him what happened to me. He needs closure. Tell him I'm sorry. Tell him I love him." Those were her last words to Sua before the shots ran out hitting Song-i in the back. "Go." She had whispered to her friend. And so she ran. She ran because her life depended on it.

A bad boy with a bleeding heart Song-i had called him. Her older brother. I will find him Song-i, I promise she vowed as she ran.

She reached the outskirts of city slowing down to take in her surroundings. There was no-one around just empty streets lined with warehouses.

She ran a bit further but by this time her lungs were burning so bad it made her eyes water. She decided to take a short break just to catch her breath. She silently made her way behind some unused drums at the corner of a dark alleyway. There still wasn't anyone in sight. It must be way past midnight she thought but she couldn't be sure.

A few minutes later she heard a few cars pull up in the alley where she was hiding. She silently slunk out of sight not wanting to attract any attention to herself. But she couldn't resist the temptation to peer from in between the drums to the scene unfolding in front of her.

She watched a young man with light blonde hair get out of a black SUV with two men flanking his back. He walked with a catlike gait towards the other car in front of him. He looked very handsome she thought. But it was very obvious from his tattoos and his stance, he was a part of the Mafia. She shivered and slapped a hand over her mouth hoping not to make any sound.
Another man got out of the other car. He was shorter and much older than the one before him. They spoke to each other in a quiet tone. She couldn't decipher the words but the conversation was slowly getting heated. When the shorter man pulled out a gun she gasped and swiftly turned around and closed her eyes with her hands covering her ears. She just wanted to get out of here but she couldn't just run, if they saw her they would definitely come after her. So she stayed frozen with utter terror until she heard multiple gunshots go off in unison. She shook out of her frozen state and peered out from behind the drum.

She could see several men carrying – what seemed to be bodies – into one of the cars. She couldn't look at that anymore so she turned towards the three men standing aside. Apart from the two men earlier, another man had joined. He was taller and younger than the other two. His boyish features looked out of place in the violent scene unfolding before her. She could see his tattoos covering most of his right arm and across his chest. His long dark hair framed his face in loose curls, she wanted to run her fingers through the hair so she could find out if the texture was as soft as it looked. She couldn't help but stare at him with her mouth open. He was extremely beautiful she thought but with a hint of danger just enough to make him irresistible.

She was startled as he yelled at the man kneeling at his feet, "Do it!!" his voice seemed to hold a musical note in spite of its menacing tone.

She froze again. Before the man on the ground could finish what he was saying, another shot rang out in the stillness of the night and she saw the man keel over with a bullet-hole right in between his eyes.

She screamed.