"no. Yeah your adorable. I wont deny that. But I don't know your personality and you just got over an abusive relationship. Too fast. It'll emotionally mess you up. Plus, I'm not the possessive type with people I've just met. And I met you what… 15 minutes ago?" he pulled her close to him. "though I will get to know you. Once I get to know you…" he looked her up and down "I'll determine if I'll decide to keep you. But for now, I'm protecting you. So stay with me" he says offering a kind smile, ruffling her hair.
Her thighs squeezed together when he looked her up and down, blushing softly. All she could do was nod as he spoke, biting her lip when he said just got over. "just got out of an abusive relationship. I was over him a while ago" she corrected with a slight sass.
"oh is that so?" his soft voice purred as he pressed her lightly to his body. Licking his lips softly, he let go of her waist and her hand, shoving his hands in the pocket of his hoodie. "well, that speeds up a little bit" he says with a shrug. No, he wasn't considering love right now, as he wasn't the type to do that. He was considering prey.
To him she was weak and easy to kill, all he had to do was get close to her and maybe seduce her.
It would be easy to, but he was also considering many other possibilities as well. He would have to keep an eye on her.
Being the completely clueless pretty little thing she was, she blushed furiously, rubbing her neck when he let go of her.
She was stupid, why would anyone want someone so damaged and defected like her? The only thing someone would use her for would be sex, just like her ex did.
She blocked out the rest of his words, her hand falling to her side as her eyes teared up, making her casually look away to address them.
"Yea" she muttered, biting the inside of her cheek as she seamlessly wiped the tears away.
Letting out a quiet sigh, he rubbed the bridge of his nose and looked down at her. "hey, don't go cryin on me or anything." he crossed his arms and looked away.
"I'm here so you have no reason to. Now let's go" he says grabbing her hand and leading her outside of the classroom, down the hall and to the stairs. The classes they had at this hour were on the first floor.
She took her hand away from his, disregarding the situation after they'd made it back down to the regular class floors. "You'll take care of him?" she asked shortly, promising herself she wouldn't look at him again before she left to pretend like this all never happened. It would simply be the best for everyone.
He thought about it for a second, shuddering at the thought of drinking his blood. But he knew a guy, so he just shrugged as if he didn't care. As if he hadn't a worry in the world.
"yeah, he's gonna be taken care of. Though how is up to you. I could turn him into the police…" his dangerous eyes turned back to her "or I can deal with him myself."
She didn't know what to do.
He was up there, a bloodied beaten in mess, and she was unscathed.
What would she even tell the police? And although she wanted him dead, his parents would be crushed, no matter how much of a psychopath he was. "I-I don't know." she replied, a lost look on her face
"okay ill turn him into the police" he says with a shrug. He could smell the sweet blood from here but he only clenched his jaw and held his breath, his veins tingling.
"though I'll have to bring you in. As a witness. I was protecting you from your abusive boyfriend so he wouldn't hurt you. Should he fine with no charges, but if any charges would be pressed they'd be against me. So you're safe." he paused, glancing around to see if anyone heard them. Everyone was in class so nobody was around
She couldn't think of what else to say. "His parents are dumb fucking rich though" she remembered, slightly panicked. "What if I just skip town?" she asked, seriously considering the option of ditching her life and finding something else for her.
He let out a small growl of annoying from his throat as his eyes shifted from side to side. Paranoid as always.
"I'll take care of him then" he says calmly with a sigh.
"get to class, I'll be back" stepping back and letting go of her hand. He had no problem killing the bastard. The only problem was this chicks feelings. But… Since when did he care about anyone else?
She hurried to her locker, wondering if she'd ever see the guy again as she picked up her binders and hid in the washroom for a bit, trying to calm herself down before actually heading to class.
Everything felt off. It felt like she still needed to be on the lookout for him even though he was still up on the abandoned level writhing in pain on the floor from the beating he took. Some dark part of her felt bad for him and his parents, but she tried to ignore it and focus on the lesson
(Ah, sorry. I totally thought i replied)
He made his way up to the floor and approached the boy, a glare in his eyes as he knelt down to him.
Min-Hyuk yanked his head up by his hair roughly so he looked at him.
“Touch her again, you’re dead. Talk to her again, you’re dead. You so much as appear in the same fucking room as her…” his hissed “ill kill you with my bare hands. Ive done it many times before, you wont be any different. And ill only give you one chance” he stood, letting go of his hair before slamming it to the wall.
And with that he left, slipping out the back door. Skipping class what his favorite subject
Class was soon over and she'd already called her friend to call in like her sister and say she had a doctors appointment. It was too much right now. She couldn't handle it. She just watched her ex get beat to near death by a guy she met an hour or two ago and now he was making passes at her. What she needed to do was go home and rant and cry.
She walked slowly to her locker since she was no longer in a rush to get to her next class, and packed up her things. By the time she was even half done the hallways had cleared out.
As class went on, he sat behind the school with plenty to think about but choosing to only think about a single thing.
Her. And what was she going to do with what had just happened to her and her so called "boyfriend". Was she going to report him? He was good at evading people, especially authorities, but it wasnt exactly on his bucket list either.
When the bell rang, he was shaken out of his thoughts and decided to go back inside. It was about to rain and he didnt want his clothes soaked. Even though he knew he was going to stand in the rain after school anyway. He had always loved the rain and hed never stop.
Stepping into the building he saw the girl, and immediately walked up to her, leaning on the locker
She was lost in her own thoughts, her own locker door also covering him up partially. She didn't notice he was there until she closed her locker, nearly jumping out of her skin.
"H-Hi" she mumbled, her voice slightly shaky. She stood there, slightly stunned, looking up at him, wondering what he had wanted to say.
She couldn't help but shift nervously underneath his gaze, biting the inside of her cheek.
From the doors beside her locker she saw it begin to rain, a sigh of relief escaping her lips. She'd always liked the rain. The smell of it, although not so much the humidity afterwards.
Tracing her gaze back up to his again, she jutted her hip out as she leaned against the locker beside hers, waiting for him to speak.
Knowingly, his cold and hard gaze was piercing. An intimidation factor that played a big role in the facade he held up over himself.
"I've taken care of him. He wont hurt you." He says slowly, though taking a shirt breath afterwards, finishing his sentence as he noticed how that may sound. "I…I didnt kill him or hurt him any more if that's what you're thinking though. Just…" Min paused, leaning his bag against the cold locker and looking around. "I just scared him a bit" the boy shrugged, turning his gaze to her, crossing his arms.
"Are you alright?"
She looked down at the ground, frustrated and slightly terrified. "Why do you even care what happens to me. We've never even spoken before today, so why?" she asked, although part of her didn't want an answer. She looked back up and spotted her sister down the hall, walking towards them in her uniquely beautiful vibe with that same, slightly worn in, colourful shawl wrapped around her shoulders with her long red hair flowing over the sides. She could stop anyone in their tracks.
"My sister is here. So if you're going to respond it has to be quick because I'm getting the hell out of here." she said quickly, looking up at him with fake bravery.
He stayed silent for a second, seeing through her acting. Reading her body language and the quick change in tone and expression, it was obvious.
He wasnt going to tell her that his little sister was a victim of the same thing and he actually had a heart. But his face told something dark.
Peering over to her sister, his eyebrows raised a small bit. Guess hotness ran in the family.
"Dont blame ya." He shrugged, his voice monotone and without a drop of care sounded between his lips.
"And….let's just say…I know what you were going through and I wanted to stop it." He says patting her head before stuffing his cold hands into the pockets of his vulgar hoodie and walking away, passing her sister with a small, unintentional, glare as he passed.
She didn't think she could ever understand him, but a part of her already did; she just didn't know it yet.
Before she turned fully to her sister the eye contact lingered, and she swore she heard him say something, but her ears were ringing too much anyways. "I'll see you tomorrow then" she replied, hoping that it wasn't too important.
**
Hopping in the car, her sister couldn't help but ask who he was and why she was so disheveled, but she didn't know how to answer and couldn't at that point.
'How the hell did he do that? And why?*'
(Timeskip?)
(Yeah!! To when? I feel like something like an event should happen soon to keep things going)
(Yes for sure! Maybe some tension when she gets back to school? It'll be a friday)
(Whaddya mean by tension? Like what kind of tension are you thinking about?)
(I don't know, either sexual, romantic, frustrated, curious… you can pick!)
(I think if we want this roleplay to not die super fast, curious would be the way to go. Curious and frustrated lol.)
(Sounds good lol. Can you start?)
(Sure)
Min-Hyuk pushed himself away from his desk in the not so dark corner on his rolling chair, stretching with a yawn, already pretty tired. No, he didnt sleep of course.
Shutting off his laptop after looking at the 8 pages of his story he just wrote, he stood and went to go get ready for school.
“Why couldn’t i have been turned at like 20 huh?” He says annoyed. He really didnt want to go to school. Maybe he can just drop out and get a job. Where would he work? At a morgue?
He thought about being a homicide detective or a cop, just for the fun of it. And that was his plan when he was older. You’d have to at least be 21. So those plans were ruined.
Hopping on his motorcycle and slipping the helmet over his messy black hair, noting the growling of his stomach, not something new by the way, he was off to school. Unfortunately
Melanie rolled over in her bed, messing with her hair before sitting up. She'd gotten a total of two hours of sleep due to the monster nap she had after her sister picked her up and was exhausted. Spending the entire night thinking of how the strength he possessed and why he decided to save her, she checked the clock at around 4 am and decided he was just super fucking weird to calm her mind enough to get to sleep. Now that she was awake again and somewhat mentally conscious, she knew that couldn't possibly be it.
Slipping out of bed with a groan, she disrobed, showered, got dressed and put on some mascara, not bothering to do much else. She dressed in baggy white sweats and a tight, light pink, "Daddy's girl" croptop she knew she'd get dresscoded for later. At this point, she didn't have the heart to give a fuck.
"Hey sis? Can you gimme a ride?" She shouted out, her and her sister being the only one's home due to her mom being out on a business trip.
"Yea just let me get some clothes on first." She didn't have uni classes 'till 1, so she woke up pretty late unless Mel asked for a ride.
She stuffed her books in her bag, grabbed a Costco croissant and made her way out to the little, bright blue SUV her sister had gotten from one of her many friends at her partime job at the car shop.
"Did you get any sleep?"
"Nope" Mel answered
"How do you survive on such little sleep?" her sister wiped her eyes of sleep dust as she turned the car on
"I don't. Let's go, or I'm gonna be late" and off they went.
