See Through | Kth

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Soo Hyun's POV

"Father?"

I called hoping to find him in his room. I walked with a pep in my step as I was excited to tell him the good news I had. I kept walking along the deep hallways leading to his gigantic sliding glass door. I peered into his office and saw no one there. I had thought in my mind that he went to get a quick smoke with his colleagues, but that backfired when he wasn't outside in his usual spot. I asked the other employees if they had seen him anywhere, but no one had a clue. I sat there in my beat mind wondering where he could have gone, especially at this time. I was so caught up thinking about him I didn't even hear the sirens wailing. Someone grabbed my arm, making me flinch a little. we entered a bathroom and locked the bulletproof door which echoed the sound of shootings that were happening down stairs. I looked at the person beside me who was still gripping onto my wrist.

"Ehm..." I cleared my throat, trying to get his attention for him to let go of my small wrist as it was starting to soar up.

He immediately let go of my wrist and straightened his self up. I gave a slight chuckle at the fact he was overprotective of a stranger and probably mistook me as another person.

He narrowed his eyes at me with an emotionless face.  

I stood there holding his glare, trying not to break eye contact. The silence between us was so thick you can cut it with a butter knife. After awhile a smirk appeared on his face that I could see through the corner of my eye. He was the one who finally broke eye contact, leaving an awkward silence between.

My hysterical mind that I had was congratulating it self from my victorious win, besides the tension.

I turned to the husky figure and asked him, though it was a statement " You do know you're in the ladies room, right?"

His eyes shot open at the sudden question, face burning into a bright red.  As quick as a flash, he pulled me in towards him. I was then leaning against on his warm chest as his arms wrapped around me, he isolated us in the corner of a cubicle.  Trying to turn and about to speak,  his timid hands covered my mouth - holding me even tighter to him.

"Shhh..." The stranger hushed into my ear, sending shivers down my spine.

His voice made me mad... made me tremble. Made me feel like I knew him.

Trying to break free from his hold. I kicked  my legs and tried to loosen from his tight hug. No more did I want to shudder in his presence. Nothing seemed to work. He then whispered again, but even quieter.

"Aishhh.... do you want us to get killed?" he said in his slumbering whisper.

" WHY DON'T YOU ANSWER ME FIRST, WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?!" I said in my quiet tone that was suppose to be quieter then it should've been.

We heard muffled voices seep through the iron door. Instantly I knew why the man told me to quieten. The figure stared into my eyes assuring we would be fine.

The muffled voices started getting closer and closer. My heart was banging against my chest, the pulse of blood pumped deep in my veins. Closing my eyes tightly, unknowing what would occur. My train of thought collapsing, with every breath.

So deep in thought of what would happen to me, I didn't realize that I to, gave in and put my arms around the man. Flinching at the touch of his cold bare skin with mine.  Hugging each other uncap-able of doing anything. The fact that these might be the last moments of my life, I'd be happy to spend it with someone, and he did't seem to care either. Still prying onto his hard chest I looked at him.

One more time getting a good gaze..... his beautiful face.  The last face I would see, the last face, wanted to be seen. I looked down at the ground and gave a sigh. Laying on him as I shoved even deeper to his embrace, giving me comfort. My last words.... spelled on him... Only him

"I never got your name..." I said while trying not to stare at him intently.

"it's.. uh-"

BANG

and all I could see was black.