Not a single person was out, since no one dared to be out at this hour.So when a 9 year old kid suddenly walks past a bench covered in blood at 2 in the morning, of course it was weird for possible late night drivers.

The young boy was small, fragile, cheeks full, eyes big and doe, his hair was long, his clothes were big and his shoes were covered in dirt.

The small boy never would've thought he would be running away from his only parent, yet here he was, covered in their blood.

A couple minutes ago, the young boy was arguing with his father about his part time job.The boy said he wanted to get his own money, even if it wasn't a lot.Yet his father did not want him to work for his own money, he wanted the boy to work for him, without receiving any payment.

Of course the boy loved his parent.They did everything together.But you can't expect someone who is in the age of wanting to buy toys and candies for himself and his friends to not want money.He was old enough to work in storage rooms of stores, the only thing he would do is clean and stack up new items.

So when he suddenly felt a body on his, his shirt covered in blood, he panicked.His father just got shot out of nowhere, falling forward, hitting his head against the young boy's legs.

His eyes shoot open wide, first from his father's fall, then his, then from the image he was seeing.His father was shot in the head and the boy didn't have a clue as of what to do.

He tried to push the body off of him, it being impossible to get away with clean hands, resulting into his current state.

The only thing hiding his blood stained shirt was his big hoodie, which he stole from his father's wardrobe, since his jackets weren't as big and warm as the adult's.

So now, he was wandering around the city with zero stuff, except his wallet and phone.

To his luck, it wasn't raining.But it was very cold, plus the wind blew like crazy meaning he was either gonna die cuz his body froze, or he was going to be really sick for a while.

His slow and depressed walk somehow ended in a closed off part of the city, looking nothing but safe.He suddenly gets scared.He was alone in the dark, very late at night, with no possible weapon he could use if he got attacked.

Sadly, to his dismay, someone was in the young boy's view, walking towards the trembling boy.

??:"are you lost little boy?"the voice was so disgusting and disturbing, the poor boy shivers.
Jisung:"no, I just went for a quick walk.."
??:"do you want me to walk with you?"the tone came off more disturbing than the first time
Jisung:"no thank you..."
??:"c'mon.That's no way to treat an elder"his smirking could be heard from the voice, making the boy almost cry.
??:"he said no.Get away from him"a sudden voice speaks up, both looking its way.
??:"Zheng.What are you doing up at this hour.I will tell your parents"
Chenle:"do whatever the fuck you want, but don't think they would believe an old hobo, then their son"
??:"you're lucky you're rich.Or else I would've made you regret living long ago"
Chenle:"go away.You're stinking up the place"
The old man scoffs and growls, then walks away from the two young males.

Chenle:"you okay?He didn't touch you or anything right?"
And with those words said, the small boy suddenly collapses and starts bawling his eyes out.

For someone to go through what he did in just a span of an hour, he had all the right in the world to cry like an idiot.
Chenle:"hey hey it's okay.Come with me..."he tries to wrap his arm around the crying boy's shoulder, but he pushes it away from him
Jisung:"don't touch me."he whispers between sobs, but the other didn't listen
Chenle:"it's okay.Just cry it out.Let it all out.It's okay to cry.And it's okay to ask for help.Don't worry"his words were soft as he looked at the boy on the ground.

He does so as well, crossing his legs while he scoots close to the boy and wraps an arm around his shoulder, this time succeeding.

Jisung:"you don't have to stay here...it's cold..."he barely says, voice breaking with every words he said
Chenle:"it's okay...I can help you...you can come with me...."he reassures, slightly rubbing the poor boy's shoulder
Jisung:"where do you live?"he looks at the stranger
The male points behind a few trees, where a giant house could be seen and the now calmed down boy's eyes grow wide.
Jisung:"you're lying"
Chenle:"I live alone...my parents are in China...they let me move here when I told them I fell in love with Korea..."

And ever since then, the two boys had an amazing friendship that no one will ever be able to break, not even themselves.