A Desire for the Moon

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*Fanart credit to the owner*

"Do you know he is the most gruesome fighter?"

The man looked at another who was sitting quietly in a corner. Legs stuck to his chest and head between his knees.

The guard scoffed, "What's so special about him? He looks like a gentle giant."

The first guard shook his head, "He is from that African camp that was caught five years ago. You won't know. You are new here. But he was the leader there."

The second guard nodded, "But weren't the people from the camp supposed to be dead?"

"No one could touch him when it was his turn to die. He didn't let anyone touch his subordinates as well." The first guard shivered. "They were tough times. Then his majesty let them be on the condition that they won't create any problem till the day they die."

The second guard was slowly able to understand why he was such a huge deal around the prison. He had just shut up one of the new inmates for creating trouble. "How many of them are there?"

"He came here with ten but now they are only two."

The second guard's eyes went wide, "Why?"

The first one shrugged, "Well, some of them asked for mercy killing, some died in internal wars and he killed one himself just a year ago."

The second one gasped. He wasn't reacting to what the first guard said but to the look in the camp leader's eyes. The dragon-like eyes were staring at the other inmate who was trying to mess with him. "Hey!" The guard shouted, "Leave him alone."

"This won't end well." The first guard sighed.

The inmate, Nam ShinJoo, the second guard remembered, had crouched down to the leader. His head was tilted and a smirk on his face. The second guard just noticed the huge scar on the leader's head. It started from his hairline and ended just above his left eye. It was a horizontal scar but it looked so gruesome that anyone would get scared. But Shinjoo was more dense than he looked. He foolishly flicked the leader's head, "Do you think just because you have that huge scar, you are powerful?" He scoffed, "Powerful people don't get scars like those, you know. Powerful people don't let anyone touch them.

The leader just looked at him with bored eyes before looking away. He wasn't looking for trouble but Shinjoo was clearly dumb. He slapped the leader's cheek a little too hard and then laughed, "Such a fucking siss-" He stopped speaking as soon as he was pinned down to the nearest wall by his throat. Shinjoo choked as he tried to get away from the grip.

The two guards ran to the leader. The first guard raised a taser to the leader, "Kim Namjoon, leave Nam Shinjoo before I have to tase you."

Namjoon glared at the guard and tightened his grip on Shinjoo's throat, "You should have told him not to mess with me."

The second guard gulped, "We did. But you can't just kill him like that."

Namjoon scoffed and looked at Shinjoo, "Then you must be pretty dense. Should I just relieve you from your dumb life, then?"

"Namjoon hyung, leave him alone." The two guards looked at the man across Namjoon. "I am sure he will remember this lesson for the rest of his life."

Namjoon glared at Shinjoo, "I don't think he did. He will probably come after me for revenge."

"Hyung..." Before the new member could say anything, he was cut off by the higher authority.

"Kim Namjoon! There is someone here to meet you."

Namjoon looked to his left and titled his head, "Me?" He left the boy he was choking and straightened his uniform. He looked at Shinjoo, "Don't ever breathe near me." He turned around and silently followed the officer into the meeting area.