《Wings ↻ Zhong Chenle》↻5
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"Should I just kill her?" Chenle asked almost bored of the whole ordeal, habitually moving his teeth against the metal of his tongue piercing.
Chenle was unbothered, having no emotion attachment to anything- except the sleeve of tattoos permanently inked on his arm.
His ears were pierced quite a few times, additionally sporting a bruised cheek and split lip- body littered in scars yet it didn't faze him one bit.
"I'm intrigued." Jeno began, eyebrows raised at the seventeen year old girl. "No normal teenage girl would willingly walk straight into danger, they'd probably run the other way."
"Yeah maybe she's insane." Renjun quipped, scoffing at the sight of her shaky hands that gripped the gun.
"Or just extremely dumb."
"Being insane sounds nice-" Donghyuck began mindlessly before he was promptly cut off.
"The bomb isn't going to stay much longer you know?" Jisung spoke into the earpiece and Chenle hummed knowingly.
"Just let her get blown up, she's fucking dumb for even getting herself involved- I nearly had him!"
"O-open the case." Seowoo spoke defiantly through her fear- the gun burdensome and heavy in her hands.
Mr Ryu narrowed his eyes at the girl.
"Come on now, I thought you were a smart girl sweetheart." He began, taking a step further and she took one back- holding the weapon more affirmatively.
"Don't come any closer!" Her voice was wavering with terror and a smirk drew up on his lips.
He put his hands up in defeat, raised brows yet he continued to walk towards her.
She panicked, taking steps back with the gun in her hands, despite the weapon- he had the upper hand.
"Come on Seowoo-ah, be a good girl okay?" He spoke tormentingly.
"I said don't come closer!" She exclaimed out, her cheeks now wet from the moisture of tears.
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Donghyuck sighed heavily, shaking his head at the sight.
"Here I was thinking she had some guts."
Jeno made eye contact with Renjun, giving him a nod.
The silver haired boy slid out of his hiding space, walking towards the scene.
Renjun whistled lowly, gaining their attention.
"Now, now old man- seems a bit unfair of you to corner this poor weak girl."
Seowoo narrowed her eyes at Renjun, anger fuelling up inside her as she felt extremely hurt by his words.
"Poor weak girl?-"
"Anyway you old freak, open the case or I'll make sure you have a good trip to hell." Renjun spoke with a smile.
Mr Ryu turned to Renjun and Seowoo let out a shaky breath, leaning her head back on the wall and her eyes looking up at the sky in attempts to calm herself.
Her eyes landed on the black figure on top of the building in front of her, hunched over the sniper gun with precise aim.
"Open the case." Renjun demanded darkly and the man laughed, running a hand through his hair.
"Why should I?"
Seowoo's sweaty hand rubbed onto the material of her jeans to eradicate of it, gripping the cold metal in her hand.
"You were going to blow up the subway weren't you?"
"Oh for fuck sakes you dumb idiot- be quiet!" Renjun exclaimed irritated.
Seowoo's eyebrows drew down in confusion.
"Don't they mean the same thing?"
Caught off guard, the man yielded out his large kitchen knife, swiping it into Renjun's direction who quickly dodged it.
Renjun dodged every swipe, getting a few hits here and there before he was cornered against the wall- holding Mr Ryu's arm from stabbing him.
The blade hovered over his skin and Seowoo panicked, gasping at the sight- frantic.
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"Oh shit." Jisung began.
"What?" Jaemin asked confused.
Seowoo's eyes narrowed in on the gun that was discarded on the floor- fumbling with her shaky hands to grab it.
Hauling herself up on her feet, unstable- she lifting it up and pulled the trigger in his direction with her eyes shut tight.
The sound of the shot resounded through the air and the gun dropped to the ground with a clatter.
Seowoo reopened her eyes, seeing Mr Ryu clasping his hand over his neck where the bullet grazed him.
Like a flip switched, eyes darkening- he dug the blade deep into Renjun's thigh as he turned to face the girl.
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