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happy ending, my ass. ➫ suggi

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"this one looks like nobody's in it." jeno murmured, glancing over at mark as he briefly examined one of the many luxury homes they were surrounded by.

"that one too, there's no cars in the driveway and all the lights are off." renjun said, pointing to the home across the street from them. the house was also bigger than the one jeno was looking at. all the boys turned their heads to the oldest, deciding to just follow whatever he was going to do like lost puppies because they had no idea how this worked. mark frankly didn't know either, but since it was his idea he had to take the lead.

"let's just go to the one renjun said." mark mumbled, quickly crossing the street to the designated house. the entire neighborhood was quiet, and the night only seemed to be getting darker and darker as time passed by. the homes in this area were not gated or separated by fences at all; they were all spaced out by a lot so everybody technically had their own huge backyard. the boys wandered off into the backyard of the house they were targeting, just looking around in awe for a moment.

whoever had the money to live here was truly blessed.

mark knew he had to act fast, so he scanned around each wall and window and outer corner of the house that was visible for cameras. years of shoplifting helped him realize how many types of security cameras there were and where people would usually hide them. he did this silently and allowed the others to get distracted a little, ultimately finding no type of camera or device around the area. he didn't think it was that weird though, most rich people were really careless about their things since they knew they could just buy whatever it was again.

before arriving to the actual neighborhoods, the boys stopped by a drug store for a few black masks. mark had also bought a pack of bobby pins, since he was going to use them to unlock the door of the home they were going into.

besides, after all the years of his parents locking him inside him room for the entire day and not letting eat or drink or use the restroom and having to use his mother's old bobby pins to discreetly unlock the door so he could find something to eat in the middle of the night, he was quite the expert at picking locks.

mark took one of the pins in his pocket and began picking at the lock of the back door. the others heard the soft noise and ended up circling around him and watching him eventually open the door in a short amount of time.

turns out being locked in his room actually taught him something useful.

the oldest instructed everyone to place their masks over their face incase there were cameras inside of the house, so it wouldn't catch them.

the area they entered was dark, dead silent, and cold. they walked inside slowly, one by one, feeling slightly paranoid somebody was watching them. once the boys were inside, they began using the moonlight as their only source of light to explore the inside of the home. it was very grand and modern, very spacious and luxurious. the boys honestly just wanted to sit there and admire it, but they knew they were here for a reason.

all the boys except for mark and donghyuck took the upstairs of the home, deciding that they were going to go through the several stories up, while mark and donghyuck were going to stay at the bottom and see what they were going to find around there. they went about it quickly and quietly, invasively going through cabins and drawers and shelves. through what they could see, it appeared as if a family lived here together. there was a bunch of small baby toys and clothing in a few rooms, and also separate ones for their parents. the boys all felt a lot of guilt for doug the what they were doing, but just really wanted to see chenle make it through with their help. they were doing all of this for him.

around ten minutes had passed and in total the boys had found around six laptops, several authentic jewelry pieces, specifically a huge diamond ring in a velvet box, and countless other accessories like sunglasses and small bags from luxury brands. it was all things they could carry out with them without much effort, and they were sure if they played their cards right they would have enough money to pay off at least most of their debt.

the boy had set all those things in the middle of the living room they had first walked in to and were about to start their second roundup of searching when suddenly the lights in the entire house turned on. everyone froze dead in their place, looking around frantically at each other with their eyes to see if any of them had done it.

and not even five seconds later, and the front door busted open. a man with a very scary look on his face barged in, most likely the owner of the house they were robbing. how he did that thing with the lights, they didn't know. how he opened his front door without making a single sound, they didn't know. but what they did know, was that they had to run.

all the boys immediately dropped everything they were holding and sprinted towards the back door they had left open, incredibly shaken up and startled. they ran away with all they had in them, but unfortunately the man was quicker than them.

while all the others had just barely the stranger's grasp, the stranger had managed to catch one of them.

he forcefully grabbed mark by his hoodie and shoved him to the ground, earning a groan from him and making the others boys outside stop and look back. they had to go back for him and they knew it, but they were just waiting for the right time to make their move. the stranger stepped on mark's stomach firmly, preventing him from escaping and reached down, tearing his mask off of his face harshly.

yet just as quickly as he was about to go off, the stranger stopped dead in his movements upon seeing the boy's face. his angry facial expressions quickly contorted into ones of shock, confusion, and quite frankly; happiness.

"... mark?"

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this is so short and shitty and ugly and boring and ugh i'm so sorry :(((

i just started school again, and it's already kicking my ass bruh swearrr

when do u start school?

you're appreciated. you're loved. and remember, you're never alone.

— áltura