It is a beautiful day.
The sun is shining brightly, lovebirds are singing and dancing around with the cleart, blue sky as a background, and even flowers are smiling at passersby. It is truly the best day for walking around with the one you love.
“H-Hyemi-sshi,” a chubby man with glasses opens his mouth as he walks around a park with a girl he has been crushing on.
“Yes, Taewoo-sshi?” The girl with a pretty smile, Hyemi replies softly.
“I was w-wondering, umm, if you would like to – ”
“Well, lookie-lookie here~. What a pretty ass you have down there,” a young man, wearing a rainbow-colored shirt with a baggy, gray sweatshirt and his charcoal hair brushed back, cuts in Taewoo as he openly ogles at the girl. He puts his arm around Hyemi’s shoulder and whispers into her ear. “Why don't you come with me and have some fun?”
“Um, no, I – ”
“Care to remove your filthy hand from her? Before I dislocate your shoulder.” Taewoo threatens the gangster-looking guy with a deep, calm voice.
“…What did you just say to me?” The man hisses, still not letting Hyemi go.
“I said remove your filthy ha – ”
Taewoo’s glasses flies away as a hard fist comes in contact with his left cheek and he falls backward due to an impact. The guy crouches down and grabs his collar, nearing his face to chubby man’s as he closes his eyes in fear.
“Pss,” the young man whispers to Taewoo. “Did I hurt you?”
“No, I'm fine.” He answers as he opens his eyes, whimpering a little as he sees the broken glasses lying beside him. “Are we getting into the phase three now?”
“Yes,” the guy replies while side eyeing at Hyemi to check if she has caught on something. “I'm going to pull you up and you have to punch me in the right, my right, not yours.”
“O-ok.”
The young man tries to pull Taewoo up but soon realizes it is like picking up dumbbell that weighs hundred kilograms with a pinky finger.
“…Hey, little help here.”
“Oh, right, sorry.” The plump man stands up, trying his best to appear as if the guy was pulling him up.
“I’ll show you what happens when you don’t know your own place.” The young man winks subtly at Taewoo for a sign that he is ready when a stabbing pain attacks his head.
“Ow, ow, ouch!” He lets the other go loose as he screams and turns around, searching for the cause of the soreness.
“Let – ” hit “him – ” hit, hit “go!” Hyemi yells at the young man as she swings a broom down at him with every bit of strength she has.
“Ouch! Fine, I’ll go, ow, so please put, ouch, young ma’am, put down the broom, owww, please!” the poor man begs.
“Umm, Hyemi-sshi, I think you should stop now…” Taewoo comes in and holds her from behind to stop her from hurting the guy furthermore.
“Are you okay, Taewoo-sshi?” she asks as she inspects the chubby man.
“Y-yes, I'm fine. Sorry I couldn't protect you – ”
“No, it’s okay. Actually you were pretty cool when you told that guy to let me go.” Her shy smile was all he needed to gather up his courage to ask a question he wanted to ask since he met her for the first time.
“Would you, um, would like to, you know, sometimes go grab some dinner with me?” There, he said it.
“…Of course, I would love to, Taewoo-sshi.”
There they stand, staring at each other in the eyes as everything around them is long forgotten, including the gangster man now sporting a big lump on his head.
It is truly a beautiful day.
**
Do Kyungsoo is not sure how can that fragile looking girl have a monstrous strength. He looks like as if he was stepped on by a herd of cows and came across with a hurricane. His body is sore and actually feels like he really was trampled on by cows.
“That idiot, couldn't even act along…” He mutters as he applies Band-Aid on his split bottom lip. He also bought instant noodle when he went to convenience store to buy Band-Aid with the payment from Taewoo for his service. He is sitting on a wooden bench in the park as he returned shortly after Hyemi and Taewoo were gone.
Blows, blows, and “Ouch!” Sadly, it is not easy for him to eat because of the sting from the cut on his lip. However, Kyungsoo is pretty satisfied as he earned some money that could last for several days. He pulled out the bills from his trousers’ pocket and smirked happily.
“Ok, now it’s a time for the next job! Money, wait for me~”
**
A dark-toned guy sneered as he observed the small guy sitting on the bench with disheveled appearance. He was trying to take a nap in his car, parked not too far from the park, when he heard some yelling and screaming. First, he thought it was just a petty gangster trying to pick up a fight, but he quickly noticed the suspicious exchange between two guys. He understood they were accomplices and whatever they were trying to pull was not working as the girl they were with meddled in. He lost interest soon and fell asleep after a while. The first thing he saw when he opened his heavy eyes was that gangster guy talking to himself loudly and making a victory pose.
Now his eyes are trailing after the small guy standing up and walking away, slightly limping. The knock on the window snaps him out as he turns around and looks at his secretary, Huang Zitao standing.
“Director Kim, your grandfather is calling for you.” Tao informs as his boss lowers the window.
“Alright, I’m coming.” He says as he throws one last glance toward the park and unlocks the door.