The footsteps behind you were getting closer as you tried to run as fast as your feet would allow. You could hear their laughter, their hurtful comments, but at that moment, all that mattered was getting away as quickly as possible. A hand gripped your shoulder, forcefully pulling at your clothes and causing you to fall onto the hard asphalt. The laughter grew louder as tears threatened to spill, but you remained silent, waiting for it all to end.

Until a loud noise echoed, you unintentionally looked at the scene in front of you. A motorcycle, stopping just a few meters away from where you were. Then, Han Seojun walked up to the group of girls, tossing the phone they were using to record their cruel act. A heated argument began, but as soon as the dark-haired boy's attention focused on you, ignoring anything those girls had to say, they disappeared.

"Get up. They're gone now," his cold voice trying to conceal the concern.