That Day - KTH

Prologue

She fell onto the ground.

Immediately, she stood on her feet and get rid off the grass and dust on her skirt.

She stared at the high wall that separate her school with a park. Although her feet were kind of hurt, that landing wasn't bad for a beginner like her.

She was free, at least, for a short time.

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She walked in the crowd of Seoul. Her hair was dancing with the wind.

With earphones on her ears, she listened to the rhythm of the music. She started to move her feet along the rhythm.

Her feeling was better after she skipped some terrifying extra classes that wouldn't stop til midnight.

Suddenly, a group of girls bumped into her. She fell again. While she was trying to stand up, she looked at her surrounding. Those girls ran to the same direction like some bulls seeing a red cloth.

She didn't need to stand long enough and walk far enough until someone gripped her arm and pulled her.

She was in panic, she tried to release her arm from that person. But, he was stronger.

"Hey! Stop it!" She yelled hysterically.

His appearance was really scary, black jeans, black jacket, and black mask.

He could be an assassin! No. She couldn't die today.

Faintly, she heard hysterical screams of the group of girls before, she heard many footsteps too. Oh, no. They were back.

She almost turned around to see them, but, that mysterious man pulled her arm and ran faster.

What could she do about it? She was forced to run with him.

At least, she could free herself from their attacks. But, after all of this ended, she would runaway from this guy too. This couldn't be her last day.

She started to feel tired. Luckily, that man already slowed down. But, the next minute, he dragged her into a car.

Both of them sighed loudly at the same time, trying to find as much oxygen just like a fish on the land.

Feeling better, she tried to find a way out of the car. She glanced at him, he was still tired.

When she almost opened the car door...

"Wait!" yes, he was totally a boy. But, she felt familiar with his voice. Who is he?

Her mind drifted around. She might know this person. She took a safe step, ask him.

"Who are you?"

Unfortunately, not giving an answer, instead, he turned on the car and drove.

She was in panic, again, and yelled at him.

"WHO THE HELL ARE YOU? WHERE ARE YOU TAKING ME, HUH?"

No answer. Maybe, even until her voice was gone, he wouldn't answer. Damn it.

She chose to keep silent, even though she was not willing to celebrate her freedom day in a pathetic way.

She stared at the road that she didn't know, it was quiet. But she was sure they were still in Seoul.

Rain drops started to wet the road. She stared at the droplets while hoping that her name wouldn't end on the newspaper headline tomorrow.

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Hey, it's Abattoir
I decided to translate a story because I suddenly felt bored to continue my story lmao

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