Episode

Taehyung's POV:

"Who's talking about me? I've been sneezing since last night! Dâmn!"

Baekhyun sneezed again as he put his coffee cup down on the marble table in front of the Faculty of Physical Education. I kept looking at him and apologized over and over in my head.

Yesterday I had lied about my name, giving his to that guy. Well, I couldn't trust a stranger so easily and given the situation who would dare to give their name? Anyway after I took the watch I sold it for a couple hundred thousand.

So if he ever came looking for me, I could deny it and say it wasn't me in the first place. I remember him saying, "If anything happens to the watch, consider yourself dëad."

"Why are you looking at me?" My friend asked me as he came to sit next to me and Baekhyun, his name was Junmyeon. They were my two best friends in the school.

Even though I was good looking, with a clean face and everything, I wasn't very friendly, especially with strangers. I rarely expressed my feelings and other people probably perceived me as a cold guy. Maybe my Tiger tattoo on my left arm contributed to my image, that's why few people approached me. Only those two friends stayed with me over time.

We were in our second year at one of the best universities in the country, but if it weren't for the scholarship because I was an athlete, I wouldn't have had the wisdom to study there. I was studying for free. As a taekwondo champion and representative of our school, it was easier to apply for a scholarship.

"If we finish our report soon, Taehyung, can we come to the club?" Baekhyun asked as he played with his phone.

"Help me before you think about clubbing."

Junmyeon was trying to make us understand that he had been sitting alone for a long time, reporting. I, on the other hand, had no commitment to what I was doing, had no intention of helping at all.

"Well, if it's done, we'll go, okay?" Baekhyun hadn't given up on the idea of visiting the club where I worked. They often came just to hang out, because they were friends with the owner as much as I was.

" Okay." I said.

Baekhyun stopped playing with his phone and my friends worked faster to complete the report. Every three minutes, Baekhyun asked how long it would take to finish. As for me, I did everything I could without any effort as usual.


So the three of us were sitting in front of the bartender at The Pinkblack Club, my boss's place.

I knew my boss very well, Lalisa, a lesbian who was wearing a men's outfit and she still gorgeous. But sometimes she wearing sexy outfits if needed.

I quickly changed into my work uniform, but was ready to hang out with my friends at any free moment.

"Taehyung, someone is asking if you'll make them a drink." Lalisa said.

The middle-aged chatterbox smiled at me as I accepted the note with the thin written request. This was what I really wanted, to be a bartender but I still had a long way to go. I often got a lot of tips, especially from women and there were many people who sat and watched me all night.

Sometimes, if I really liked the girl and she offer the money, I would sneak her into the hotel. For example, the woman I was serving drinks to at the time had come with her three friends and I don't mean to brag, but she kept looking at me like I was a piece of sausage.

"My name is Cindy, if you have free time you can call me."


As expected, he had written his number on a piece of paper before handing it to me. I responded with just a small smile and then put the paper in my pocket.

"I wonder how many women can you captivate tonight because of your ethereal beauty?" Baekhyun said as I walked over and rested my ass on the chair next to him.

"What? It's not even dark yet but there's already someone who wants to take you?" Lalisa asked before wrapping her arms around my shoulder. Yes, there are so many girls and boys who like me but I'm not easy to get. Of course I'm also careful. Maybe they have a contagious disease or maybe they have bad plans for me. And why i'm doing this? It's simple because of money, more incomes. But Lalisa is different. Yeah, I know she's a lesbian but she's still a woman in my eyes who wears men's clothes. She's my best friend too, not just my boss. She was kind and she had always been there for me and my brother. When I didn't have enough money to pay my brother Sunoo's registration fee, she was the first one to offer her help.

I had been working with her for years, even though I had just turned 20 a couple months ago, but Lalisa still allowed me to work part time. Before, I was just a cleaner, helping keep the club clean and tidy. After school, I would clean the floors before the club opened, then I would clean the tables and chairs and make sure everything was organized. Until I got promoted to waiter because Lalisa said the customers were addicted to me and my k!ller looks.

"Yeah Lalisa, you gotta get ready, all eyes in the club are on your boy now." Junmyeon said.

Lalisa pouted. I couldn't help but i laugh and down a glass of alcohol.

The night was still young and customers began to fill the place. I remembered my father, who had opened many businesses and they had all failed. He d!ed along with my mother in a car acc!dent, the businesses were all seized by the bank and we were left with debts. The only treasure left for me and my brother was the townhouse where we lived.

And there was Wooshik, my father's brother. Instead of supporting us, he had become addicted to g@mbling and brought us more trouble.

"Are you a couple? I didn't see you with a girl. Are you pretending to like woman but in reality your type is a man? Baek laughed sarcastically to Lalisa. But Lalisa gave baekhyung a k!ller look.

"No no, I don't have time for that. You know my situation right? The important to me is my brother only." I said in sincerely.

"But you need someone to take care of and having baby." Junmyeon said. Tilting his head to the side toward the table in the corner where a group of very handsome men sat.

"I've seen one staring at you for a long time now."

"Just ignore it. I'm not interested." I feel sick and nauseous when i look the man's Junmyeon talking about. Yeah,he's a rich fat old man but i cannot.


"Either way, he might have a lûst on you. Look, everyone can't stops looking at you too." Baekhyun said. Their eyes all stock of me with no blinking.

"Yes indeed, you look good, you're dressed neatly, plus you have that nice tattoo." Junmyeon continued to tease me, making me turn to look at him coldly.

"If Taehyung and the old man they ended up together, they would have a twelve dozen pigs. Hahaha." Baekhyun laughed so hard that he made Lalisa hit him in the head.

"Ugh, this table is full of @sshøles," Lalisa said before walking away to go attend to other tables.

"Look, i think he's coming after you!" Baekhyun exclaimed.

I looked at the table uneasily, these were the situations I hated. When a fat, old or ugly. Came into the place and looked at me like I was a freshly cut ham. Some even took the time to write down numbers and messages, others even talked to me trying to tease me and I couldn't do anything. I just smiled at them without saying a word. I'm sorry but I've been traumatized because of them. But if they førce me. I'll fight back.

"Look at how designer they dress, if you say yes to them, you'll have a better life." Baekhyun continued.

"If you don't stop, I'll drag you to the back of the store and bëat you to a pûlp." I said in a calm voice, but the danger of my thrëat was palpable.

"Hey, I'm just kidding! Look, that lady you served is calling you, go!"

I approached Cindy who had called me to order something else, I took the opportunity to bend down and talk to her.

"Where's the bathroom?" he asked as our faces almost touched. His fingers gently caressed my hand on the table.

"Go straight and then turn left."

I pointed her in the direction of the bathroom. I knew what she wanted, I was just pretending to be innocent.

"Can you come with me? I'm afraid of getting lost."

That's it, I nodded and went with her, and as expected, the lady couldn't take it anymore.

She dragged me to the darkest corner of the room, near the closet. She managed to get close to kiss me passionately, pushing my body against the wall. Her lips full of lûst, crashed forcefully on mine as she ground herself forcefully against me.

A lot of things like this happened in that dark corner of the place, so I wasn't surprised at all. I myself often used that corner for some 'extra activities' during the night, when I need money.

My big hands traveled south and squeezed her large brë@ts, then continued down to unzip and undo her belt. Excitement filled my lungs...

But before I could even pull my pants down, I heard a loud crash.

"Taehyung! Come quickly! Something bad is happening!" A younger waiter ran up to me with terror on his face.

"What's going on?" I said as I buckled my seat belt. Cindy straightened her dress, looking confused.

"Let's go."

I ran after my younger colleague, only to find half the store in shambles and damaged. Tables and chairs had fallen, customers had run out of the store. Shards of glass and bottles were scattered across the floor. Inside were more than ten men dressed in black who refused to stop.

Lalisa was trying to negotiate but they didn't seem to care. I ran to Lalisa who was with my two friends and another employee, they were all shouting. I looked at the man in front of me and immediately recognized him.

As soon as he saw me, he immediately lunged at me to h!t me but luckily my feet were faster than his hands which bounced off his chest, making him fall.

How could I not recognize the ones I had fought with the other night?

I didn't wait for anyone to come at me, I just lunged forward, pûnching after pûnch... k!ck after k!ck. I saw my two friends join in the fight too. Lalisa managed to grab a chair and joined in too.

"We came for revenge! @sshøle," said the man I was pûnching in the face.

"Well, you're a sweetheart," I replied, smiling, before giving him another blow.

The man staggered a bit but that didn't stop him from picking up a beer bottle and slamming it against the table. A demonic smile spread across his face. He stepped forward to st@b me, but what could he do to me when I was ten times faster? I skillfully deflected all of his blows until he went berserk.

Yesterday I forgot to think that they must have known I worked there. Who didn't? I threw out the trash and locked the back door. How stûpid of me...tsk.

I helped the others and look what I got myself into.

I wasn't afraid of the gangs, but I was afraid for Lalisa and the others. Especially the damages I would have to pay, because the cause of that chaos was clearly me.

"You're really good," he said, touching his jaw. He didn't give up even after being k!cked a couple of times.

"Thanks for the compliment," I replied, smiling.

I tried to k!ck him in the leg but someone from behind managed to block my arms and put me in a tight spot, but I was still confident that I wouldn't be bëaten. I could find a way to wriggle free.

The mørøn smiled slyly, slowly advancing with the broken bottle in his hand,

when suddenly..

"STOP!"

The voice came from the entrance of the place, everyone turned to look at the familiar voice.

"Fûcking Jungkook Jeon." One of the men cûrsed.


All eyes were diverted to the young man in black. His hair was shining under the club lights. His face was bright and had traces of scratches from yesterday's bë@ting. His eyes darted to me, he looked at me and smiled. Jungkook? So that's his name.

He looked a little better than yesterday.

Behind him were a few people dressed in black.

"Aaghh!"

Someone shouted and I started pûnching and k!ck!ng again. I don't know which side I was on at that moment, because I didn't even know the guy motive, let's just say I was getting revenge for the club.

"Mr. Jeon, be careful."

I turned toward the voice of a man who was Jungkook's subordinate, only to see him stagger and h!t the wall, then fall to the floor with a bløødy face. There were more than five people standing there, all holding kn!ves and ready to lunge at us. I had to be on Jungkook's side, because the watch he gave me was worth over a hundred thousand, so I was basically in debt.

I jumped and k!cked the nearest person in the ankle, dropping the kn!fe he was holding. Then I grabbed the head of the guy who had pûnched Jungkook in the face and slammed it into the table, never holding back, because it p!ssed me off to see the guy I had saved yesterday, with a bløødy face again. How dare you! I put my foot up again and k!cked the mørøn again until he fell to the ground.

"Thank you." His husky voice was like it was caressing my trembling muscles. Why did he have that effect on me?

"No sweat," I replied with a smirk.

Then Jungkook came up beside me to throw more pûnches. I would never tire if it meant protecting that handsome man behind me, I could have gone on like this all night.

"Hey, Why are you persecuting them?" I asked him.

"They are the ones who are persecuting me," he replied.

More men in black arrived. Lalisa and the others run to the back of the store. No matter how good you are at martial arts, if there are more than a dozen men, the odds are slim.

If I hadn't gotten out of there, I probably would have become a ghost the next morning.

"Let's run!" I shouted at Jungkook.

"Where are we going? We're surrounded."

He said, and there wasn't even a hint of fear in his voice.

My mind was working fast as I thought of an escape route. If I left right then, they would stop destroying the place because that wasn't their goal, and neither was Lalisa.

So I grabbed Jungkook's wrist and ran for the back door.

"Where are we going?" he asked as he followed me.

I didn't answer him as I dragged him and førced him onto my motorcycle. Thankfully I had parked right at the back of the place.

And just like yesterday, I started the engine, driving fast. It was like watching a movie in reverse, rewinding the tape.

Déjà vu!

The point where we passed yesterday, in front of the gas station.

How much will he owe me this time?

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