"no photos, jiseo," jungkook giggles as he snatches the girl's phone out of her hands, pressing the delete button without any hesitation.

"it's just one photo," she grimaces as she tries to get the device back but jungkook doesn't give in, he presses the phone constantly but jiseo doesn't know what he's pressing. she mentally curses him when she catches a glance of him deleting the photo in the 'recently deleted' section as well.

technically, it was just a photo of his back view. he was walking a few steps in front of her and jiseo took a quick snap but sadly, it seems like the boy noticed due to his unexplainable sense of... hearing? (she has her phone on silent though) or maybe he has a third eye at the back of his head. either way, she wasn't going to question why he could sense it, because she said she wouldn't think about the bad things.

"stop it," he chuckles as jiseo snatches the phone back and tries to snap another picture. their hands brush slightly against each other's as jungkook tries to cover the lenses of the camera on her phone.

this is when jungkook abruptly pushes her to the side and at the same time, she feels a gust of wind dashing with sharpness next to her head. jiseo gasps when they both fall down on their sides from the push by jungkook, followed with grunts of discomfort.

jiseo wonders what the hell is going on and when she looks up, she sees a knife stuck on the wall jungkook's back was facing a few moments before. a dual blade with a slightly chipped hardwood handle, five inches of cold steel that almost sliced her entire head off.

"what—" her eyes widen in horror and she's about to turn her head in reflex to see who threw the weapon but she hears a faint groan voiced out by the boy in front of her, so she adverts her gaze to him instead. her eyes almost pop out of her sockets whilst staring at the boy who's cupping his left cheek with his hand, his fingers coated with blood. the thick crimson liquid trickles down his hand, covering his soft skin. she then notices the edge of his ear is bleeding as well.

"jungkook, you're— you're bleeding!" a chill runs down her spine as her heart starts to thump rapidly, and this time, it's not in a good way.

"that's not important right now!" the boy heaves out before standing up quickly and pulling jiseo up as well. he takes her hand tightly and they start to run, feet stomping on the ground. and jiseo feels the adrenaline flooding through her system, her heart pounding like it's going to crack a rib.

"let's go for a walk at two in the morning, jiseo!" the girl mocks. "it'll be fun, jiseo!"

"not a good time right now!" jungkook yells back. "i almost got my ear sliced off!"

"yeah and i almost got my entire fucking head sliced off!"

"but you didn't!" he huffs, "stop complaining! i'll protect you, okay?!" they continue running, their sweaty hands clamped together like their lives depend on it. they take a few turns, dashing across alleyways.

then, a person barges into jiseo at the side without her noticing and she gets pushed down. she groans as she falls on her back, the world rushing by in a blur and the pain she feels once she's on the ground. before she can process the fact that she's being tackled by someone, she sees a sharp blade darting into her face. she swiftly closes her eyes to get ready for an impact and her heart feels like it's going to burst out of her chest.

but nothing actually stabs her in the face, so she opens her eyes in shock. her vision is met by jungkook's hands grasping the sharp blade of the knife and god, does that scares the hell out of her. she's fucking terrified. jungkook manages to strongly push the knife away from jiseo's face. the girl hurriedly tries to get away from the space, and she sees that the person that tackled her is a male, maybe a thug or gangster.

jungkook's hands are shaking and trembling as he holds the blade of the knife. from the looks of his face, it hurts like shit but jungkook's okay as long as jiseo is okay. jiseo watches the dark red fluid run down jungkook's hands. the perpetrator tries to push the knife into jungkook with all the force he has but jungkook fights back, the blood gushing out his palms, trickling down and staining the ground.

"oh jungkook! who do we have here?" the mysterious male smirks as he gestures to jiseo with his eyes.

"none of your business," jungkook coldly glares back in return.

he clenches his jaws as tries not to collapse from the amount of pain striking him from his hands to his whole body. it feels like his hands are going to break, and he starts to pant with desperation as he tries to fight out the violence. his hands becomes slick in his own blood and jiseo feels the sickness crawling inside of her. she wants to do something— no, she needs to do something to save jungkook.

then, there's a gunshot.