Felix POV (flashback)
"YN?" I called from the door of the quiet and empty classrom. YN stood by the window with her back facing me. "Schools over, let's go home."
The silence, it was oddly worrying me. It's like there's something that needs to be said but nothing came out.
She slowly faced me with a frown. "Oh hey. I thought you already left." then she forced a smile.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah. I'm fine." she looked away and took her bag off from her desk.
"You don't always have to say that. That you're fine."
She looked around the room and lastly looked at me. She sighed with a smile. "You're right."
What's on her mind? Is there something else that's making her depressed? What else is bothering her? Is she sick? Is there something she can't tell me.
"Let's go." she walks closer to the door, where I'm at. But I blocked her way out.
She confusingly glanced up at me. "Felix?"
Without uttering a word, I pulled her into my arms. Hugging her close.
"Felix...do you pity me?"
"Sometimes. But most of the times, I cheer for you in my head saying 'you got this YN'."
Her body shook because she laughed quietly. "Actually, sometimes I do feel it when you cheer for me mentally. Thanks."
"I'm glad. So whatever it is that's making you sad, I believe that you can defeat it and turn it into a happy memory."
She shoved her face closer to my chest and wrapped her arms around my waist. She mumbled something but I couldn't understand it. I didn't question it cause I figured she wouldn't tell me anyway.
"Alright, let's get you home now." I said and patted her back.
The bus ride was quite as sometimes it can be, but she would usually say more. We got off on the same street and I just couldn't help it. I may be acting greedy but I can't help it.
"YN, wait." She stopped and I ran after her. I place my hands on the sides of her face and place a short kiss on her lips. "See you tomorrow."
I want more of her, the warm feeling of her face on my hands and the ticklish touch of her hair. I quickly walk the other way home.
How can I dare look back, if I do I might not be able to go home. Is she still there? Was she shocked? Did she like it? Did she hate it? Is the touch of my lips lingering on hers? I miss her already.
..... [PRESENT]
"We don't have much time, young lad. If you want to see my daughter again you have to move quickly."
"Ahjussi! Wait! What's going on?" I asked trying my best to keep up with him.
"Run first, questions later! Duck!" I ducked and a gun fired. He them pulled me up and we started running again through alleyways and dark streets.
This man showed up in the place where I was locked in with gangsters. He smoked the room and escaped with me. I don't know who exactly he is but he's really fast on his feet.
"This way, quickly." he turned to a street and we entered a closed store. He had broken open the entrance door and he locked the door behind us.
I catch my breath dropping down tot he floor as he slightly peeked through the shades to see if the gangsters were still around. It was dark and the only light source was from outside that was sipping through the shades.
I've never ran so fast to save my life like this, the adrenaline is a mess all over my body. My eyes were wide open and sweat was dripping from my forehead and neck.
Running footsteps past the store and Ahjussi sighed in relief. He looks back on me then the store we came in. Now that I was a little calmer, I noticed that we entered a small restaurant.
He walked towards the chiller and took out two water bottles. He tosses one to me to which I caught weakly it hit my chest.
"Not much of a runner?" He chuckled before drinking.
"I'm a dancer actually." I mumbled and drank the water, finishing all of the water. I was that thirsty.
"Oh I know." He walked back deeper inside and pulled out his phone to use his flashlight. I'm assuming his looking for the fridge. "Ever thought you'd meet your father-in-law in a situation like this?"
"Sorry? F-father-in-law? But.. who exactly are you?" What the heck is this man saying all of a sudden?
"AH apologies!" He came back with a plastic container. "I thought that YN has already told you about me."
"YN? What does... Ohh... your her father? I'm sorry, she did mention you a few times but I didn't know what you looked like. You look really young Sir." But seriously, he looks 35. And with his speed I'd think he's around 30.
"HAHA you're a talker. Well here you are, caught up in this mess. You just got kidnapped by a Drug Dealer who wants something from me. I am originally just a painter. But more importantly, how's YN?" His upbeat and goofy tone switched to a sad and caring one instantly. "It's been years since I last saw her."
I remember her telling me that his dad went to jail for killing someone but she didn't believe that. And that she's doing everything she can to prove his innocence. "YN... Misses you a lot."
He smiled sadly looking down at his hands.
"She's working hard and focusing on her goals. She would breakdown sometimes and would need someone to lean on for a moment but gets back on her own two feet by herself every time. She's still as caring as she was back then. She's independent and has good friends around her. That's what I'd say."
Mixed emotion swirled in his eyes and I can tell he misses his daughter greatly. "I do feel sorry for her, that she has to go through all this. I wished he had enjoyed her youth better."
"You're right. If only I wasn't such an idiot, YN would have had a happier childhood. I was framed for all I know. One day I went to the exhibit I was suppose to hang my paintings but when I got there I was left with a corpse. Then the police came in and took me, and charged me as guilty. I couldn't stand a chance."
I was going to hear all this from YN. I feel like She should've been the first to hear this from him. This is the information that she needs all this time. What she was doing right now, I wonder what. Is she okay? Is she crying?
"I just hope that she can forgive me for everything I've cost her. I... could've been a better father for her."
"How are we gonna get out of here? We need to see YN as soon as we can." I ask.
"Don't worry, I've called someone who can help us. Once they get here we'll go where she lives."
If she's home is the case. I know she works at night as well in the coffee shop. But I guess we can head to her place too. We can't exactly go to the cops since Ahjussi here is wanted.
"Ever held a gun, young lad?" He grinned at me and took out a gun.
"Woah, hold on sir. I don't think YN would like me holding that." I backed away from the look of it.
"So she's the boss of you? I see. But this is just in case. Better not use it, but its just to be sure. This gun has three bullets. Just keep it with you until we're safe." He forced it in my hand and I had to hold it.
I only meant that I don't what to shoot something or someone accidentally. It's not like YN bosses me around or anything umm. But the thought sounds nice though.
.............................................................................
"Jerome Kim, I did not hold this sniper so I could shoot you for being an idiot. Grab that glass and talk to him." I grumbled through the mic. It's cold and chilly on top of this building and if we don't move soon we'll lose our chance.
"I know I know, I'm just... look at his body guards! They're huge."
"Since when were you a wuss?" France said. "We got 10 minutes till the party actually starts, by that time Ma Dong Seok will be inside the room. Make it a quick death, YN."
"Please just get this done, I still have lots of paper work to do." Ms. Choi sighed.
"Fine! Fine. Let's get this moving."