I eventually got a job in a small corner shop, one where Jaebum and his family had nothing to do with. The owner and his son were really very friendly so I was happy to work there. It was even better that it was a small shop so we didn't get much customers.

I spent my day mainly chatting with them. "Jinyoung hyung~" I called as I walked up to the counter that he was sat behind. "I stocked the shelves. Now I'm bored" I pouted. He simply chuckled, shaking his head.

"This isn't meant to be fun, I know from experience. I've been doing this since I was like 12 years old."

I grinned at that, walking behind the counter and sitting down on the chair beside him. "Look, have you played this game before?" He asked, showing me his phone. We're not really allowed to just sit and play on our phones, Jinyoung's father scolds us if we do.

I glanced over his shoulder and watched him play. It seemed quite interesting. We didn't even realise that the door to shop had opened and we had customers until Uncle came and shouted at us. "You kids, honestly. Get off your phones and do some work. There's customers in the shop now"

Jinyoung sheepishly scratched the back of his neck, apologising to his father. "Youngjae-yah, I have some more things for you to restock. Come with me to the back" I nodded my head and followed him, Jinyoung hyung snickering since he didn't have to do any hard work.

I rolled my eyes at this. On his next shift, I will make sure to do the same to him.

- - - - -

It was around 6pm and my shift had ended. Uncle always took the late shifts and so sent me and Jinyoung home. "Come on, Jae" I put on my jacket and wrapped my scarf around my neck as we exited the store. It had gotten quite cold lately so I had to wrap up warm.

I walked out with Jinyoung hyung, immediately feeling how cold it really was. "Holy, shit.." I mumbled, shoving my hands in my pockets. "Don't curse, it doesn't suit you. You're cute, you're meant to be innocent and act cute" Hyung said, pinching my cheeks.

I grimaced, pushing him away. "Ew, stop" I said as he chuckled, linking arms with me. He told me he'd walk me home so I told him my address and showed him the short cuts that I took to get home.

"Um, Youngjae, do you walk down here by yourself?" He questioned as we turned onto a quiet side street. "Yeah. Sometimes me and hyung come down here together but when I'm on my own, I come myself. Why?" I asked, turning to look at him.

He furrowed his eyebrows, clearly not pleased about something. "Jae, these parts of the streets aren't safe. Especially at night. Stick to the main roads" He said but I hated that way. It was way too long.

"But hyung that's almost double the time I take to get home. I'm fine, I can handle myself. I'm 18 now"

Jinyoung let out a sigh, shaking his head. "No, Jae. You don't understand-" Before he could finish off the sentence, we heard a loud crash echo through the streets. I jumped slightly at the sudden noise.

Jinyoung groaned a little before turning to face me. He looked liked he was about to say something but he simply stared at me. "Ugh, just follow me" He said, holding onto my hand as he walked forward.

"Yah, why are you walking towards it? Ignore it and move on" I said, trying to pull him back but he pulled me forward. "I wish I could ignore but I know exactly who it is and I need to stop this shit"

I paused momentarily. I swear to god, if it's who I think it is then I will go insane. I've had a peaceful week without encountering that family and I want to continue with that.

However, life is cruel and our town is quite small so I was half expecting to see Jaebum hyung towering over a beaten and bruised guy. What I did not expect, though, was for him to be holding a knife.

"What the fuck, Jaebum?" Jinyoung hyung let go of my hand before running over to the scene. So they know each other?

How fucking great.

"Jaebum-ah, put the fucking knife down. Do you want to go back to jail again? I thought I told you not to do this again" Jinyoung hyung shouted as he pulled the auburn haired boy off the unfortunate, injured boy laying on the floor.

He pushed Jaebum hyung up against the wall, glaring at him. "Jinyoung, move. This is my business, I will handle it how I fucking please." He growled.

The boy on the floor tried to sit up but winced in pain, falling back down again. I couldn't bare to see anyone like this so I rushed over to his side, bending beside him. "Are you okay?" I asked.

He looked around about my age and I felt sorry for him.

"Jae, get away for him" I heard Jaebum hyung say but I ignored him, helping the boy sit up.

"I mean it, Youngjae, I'm not playing around. Get away from him"

Again, I ignored him and held onto the boy's hand to help him stand up.

"Choi Youngjae get the fuck away from him right now"

The lowered tone masked with annoyance sent shivers down my spine so I let go of the boy, stepping to the side. "Go" I said to him and he smiled slightly as he escaped, limping away.

Jaebum hyung was about to go after him but Jinyoung hyung stopped him.

"Youngjae, what the fuck? Why did you let him go? Do you have any idea what you've done?!" He shouted.

I looked at him with disgust. "Do you have any idea what you've done? You were hurting him, he was badly injured yet you were trying to stab him? Hyung, that's pure evil!" I yelled back at him.

Maybe my mother was right, maybe he is a psychopath. Maybe he enjoys hurting other people.

"He fucking deserves it" Jaebum spat, looking away.

"Give me the knife" Jinyoung hyung said calmly, putting his hand out.

"No"

"Jaebum, give me the fucking knife"

Reluctantly, he gave up the knife.

Rolling his eyes, he pushing Jinyoung out of the way before walking off, not sparing a glance to me or hyung.

I gulped a little as he walked past me, feeling my body tense up but relax once he had gone.

"Come on, Jae. I'll drop you home"

I held onto Jinyoung hyung's hand as we walked away in the opposite direction.

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A/N: bummie needs to take a chill pill