Chapter 6: The Gang

The first night away from the underground mansion was not as comfortable as I had anticipated. I felt so anxious. It was as if I was going to wake up on the same bed that I had been accustomed to for so many years. As a result of my anxiety, I sweated throughout my entire sleep. There is no doubt in my mind that master will find me again. That is not something I am willing to accept.

In the morning, I enjoyed a refreshing shower. I had to ask Felix for help to turn that thing on after I had been in the shower room for 20 minutes, trying to get it to work. That is not the type of shower I am used to. It seems so complicated and difficult to use the technology that surrounds it.

I also awoke to a pile of freshly laundered clothes. My assumption is that Felix had placed them in my room.

The moment I emerged from the washroom, drying my wet hair with a towel, I bumped into someone immediately as I passed a corner. "Ouch!"...

My eyes slowly opened and I let out a loud scream. "Ahhhhhh!"

My heart nearly leaps out of my chest. Who is this random man I just bumped into?!

As I almost fell back, he grasped me by the waist while keeping his distance from me. I am breathing heavily and my eyes are wide while we remain in eye contact.

In response to a long pause, he smirks.

"I guess you couldn't recognize me without my mask on, love."

There is an immediate gasp from me. There was that voice...

Wait a minute.

"Chris?!"

I am amazed at how different he looks without a mask. I am in awe of his beautiful features. I am not sure why I was so fearful of him, but he appears less intimidating than before. Seeing a random man in the same hallway as me right after my shower just caught me by surprise.

"Yeah." He grins.

His gaze is soft and warm, yet there's a glimpse of hardness behind them.

The way he appears in regular clothing and without a mask is so different. Does he look like this during the day? Despite the fact that he is quite handsome, his appearance does not suggest that he is an assassin.

That makes sense, I guess. Walking around in full assassin attire during daylight will be strange.

Taking one more breath, we are interrupted by the sound of a glass shattering from the bar.

"Well where the hell is he?!"

There is a loud voice following.

As I glance back at Chris, a smirk plays across his lips. "It seems they have arrived."

What. Who has arrived?

Felix stated that the bar is only open at night, so if they are not customers, who are they?

"Let me go welcome our lovely guests, love" He sneers sarcastically and releases me.

I observe him as he walks into the other connecting hallway. "Good morning fellas, Looking for Felix?"

Chris had just entered their conversation with a sense of confidence. While I remain silent, still standing in the same position, I feel my heart pounding.

"Still sticking by Felix, Chris?" The earlier voice emits an evil chuckle.

"You know what they say about friends..." Chris responds in that sarcastic condescending tone.

"Cut the crap, Chris." An unfamiliar voice joins in with an angry tone. "Where's Felix?"

It appears to be a dangerous situation. There is nothing friendly about the voices. I feel a little scared, but perhaps it is simply due to the fact that they are strangers who have just barged in.

There is a sudden sound of a knife swinging through the air, followed by a psychotic voice. "Do I need to kill someone? i'm growing impatient."

"You're still the same, I.N." Chris remarks in an amusing manner. "I didn't know the gang took you in."

"Say that again." The psychotic voice responds in a hostile manner. "I follow no leader."

Chris chuckles, jokingly. "Oh, I forgot. You work alone."

In the next few moments, I hear footsteps echoing through the marble walls. "We bought him along because we knew he'd be of use."

My breath catches.

It was such a soft, gentle voice...

It differs from the others. That tone conveyed a sense of safety.

In the process of getting more curious, I begin to take steps forward in order to gain a better understanding of what is happening out there.

"So do you know where Felix is or not?" asked the aggressive voice.

As I hear their conversation, I slowly approach the bar area.

He calls and informs us that this is an urgent matter, but then he-" one of the voices starts speaking, but immediately stops when I enter the room. All of them stare at me in fascination.

There is a tremendous amount of silence. As I stare at the people across from me, I feel as if I should hold my breath. What has caused this situation to become so awkward suddenly? As confused as they must be, I am as well.

From the sounds of it, Chris and Felix are familiar with them.

One of the men steps forward after a long pause. "Is this the girl Felix mentioned?"

A glance is given to Chris, followed by a glance back at me.

It is the aggressive voice that was heard. Speaking in a quiet and calming manner makes him sound much softer.

"Yes. This is her." Chris replies in an irritable manner.

There is a feeling of unease in me. Is their presence here due to me?...but why?

Is there a reason why Felix mentioned me?

There is another man walking forward with a knife in his hand. Despite his sly smirk, he appears to be a psychopath in general. "Interesting."

His back is pulled by Chris. "Don't frighten her."

With a dead look in his eyes, the psychotic man snickers at Chris. "Who do you take me for?"

Chris glares at him, clearly wanting to say more, but he only manages to utter one phrase in a cold tone. "That's why i'm holding you back."

There is a brief lull in the room as the psychotic man chuckles. My spine is chilled by it.

Although I do not know who they are, I sense they are involved in a very significant business here. They seem impatient just waiting for Felix to arrive. How well are they acquainted? There does not seem to be any friendship between them...

Even though Chris is familiar with them, he appears to be cautious around them.

There is a strong tightening in my chest. As I place my hand on the spot, I slowly clench my fist. I have not experienced this level of anxiety even at the underground mansion.

I begin to hear footsteps approaching. There is a slight ringing in my ears, and all I can hear is the sound of shoes striking against the clean marble floor.

It is difficult for me to make eye contact with anyone because my mind is racing with so many thoughts. My eyes begin to flit across the floor as I tremble. This is an emotion I have never experienced before. Is it possible for a person to carry so much anxiety and panic?

"Lady." A voice interrupts my thoughts. "Pleased to meet you."

There is an upward gaze in my eyes. It is the man with the soft, gentle voice. Slowly, he extends his hand to hold mine so tenderly. In spite of my desire not to do so, I maintain eye contact with him...but I suddenly feel drawn to him. His doe eyes are so beautiful that it is difficult to look away from them. It somehow creates a sense of comfort for me.

"Allow me to introduce ourselves." A second voice interrupts my thoughts. The man with the soft voice is still holding onto my fingers as I look over.

In response, the other man steps forward. This is the person whose voice was aggressive earlier. He wears a leather jacket adorned with some sort of yellow symbol, but you can see that he has very strong muscles underneath. I find it strange that he does not appear as frightening when he speaks calmly.

The second man steps in front of me while the first man steps back, releasing my hand.

When I look over at Chris, he nods his approval, so I can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

I focus my attention on the man standing in front of me. Due to a fear of looking away, I keep my gaze fixed on him while his narrows.

The man places his hand on the chest of his body. "My name is Seo Changbin. And i'm the leader of the MJA Gang."

When he gave me his title, he grinned. As my eyes widen, I become overwhelmed. A gang?

It is not a term I am familiar with, but I believe I can understand what it means as I observe him.

With his head tilted to the side, he points over. "That is Hwang Hyunjin, the captain of the main division."

I glance at the man who goes by the name "Hwang Hyunjin". With a flirtatious smile, he gives me a small wave. "Lovely to meet you."

Nodding slowly, I give him a half-smile that seems awkward.

"And that's the boss under me, Han Jisung." His head is pointed in the opposite direction.

I glance softly behind him. Just a few moments ago, he had held my hand and spoke softly to me.

Is that his name, then?

Han Jisung...

"And that one over there is the psychopath." He gestures to the back. "He goes by I.N"

A sharp blade is held in his hand, while I.N waves his fingers mischievously at me.

Psychopath?...so his psychotic behaviors were not merely a show?

"No need to be afraid." Changbin informs me, almost as if he had sensed my stiff movements when I had made eye contact with I.N. I felt my heart beating rapidly.

"He only hurts those who have wronged him."

Even though I am still a little scared being in the same room as a psychopath who wields a knife, I nod slowly to show that I understand. Despite this, I am unable to turn away from him. Observing Chris who is still holding him back, I turn my attention back to I.N, who smirks widely.

"Stay on my good side then, yeah?"

As I stare at him in shock, I am still not satisfied with the fact that he carries a knife so casually.

...

"Oh. You guys are here."

The entire attention of the room is focused on the front door. Felix had just walked in, carrying a brown bag and a guitar on his back.

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