Chapter 1. Lighter

Hye-Ri's POV

Damn fuckers, now what do I do then? Is it really wrong to punch a customer when he starts grabbing ass??

I was fired again from work because of punching the fuck out of my customer for pinching my ass. This has happened too many times and I refuse to be assaulted again.

I sighed to calm my head down, but then I smelled smoke coming from the dark corner of the building I was kicked out from.

"Can you spare me one?" I asked.

I heard him shuffle, then handed me a stick. "I lost my lighter inside."

At least he gave me a stick, I thought. "S'all good. I got one." I took out my lighter from my back pocket and lighted the stick on my mouth.

I saw him put a stick between his lips and I leaned forward to light it, but the dude stepped back. Like he was afraid of the light or something.

"dude chill, i'm just gonna light your stick. light it yourself." i threw the lighter to him.

I turned around to smoke, not bothering to see who he was. I was just pissed. Now I have to find another work, a well compensated one too.

"Nice jab; the guy deserved it." He complemented.

"my boss doesn't think so. Being grabbed like that isn't my thing. I feel sorry for the girls who work here and endure that. Fucking scumbag, and I he doesn't even pay well when this club is filled with idols. Don't be like that dick head or someone like me would give you a beating."

He chuckled, "I'll keep that in mind." Then I heard the lighter click behind me.

After that; minutes passed us and I was done with my stick. "Well, see you around." I told him and flung my jacket to my back, i got in my motor bike and rode off. Leaving the guy.

....

Fuck, my lighter.

...

The mysterious guy found himself grinning by himself because of the woman he encountered some nights back, while holding the lighter on his hand igniting it over and over again.

He didn't see her face much because she kept her back with him, but she had tattoos on her arm... one that stood out of all those tattoos was a three headed female lion.

"Hyung, I heard you partied the other night." Jimin asked while they were on break of their shoot. "Then it got ugly when a waitress punched a customer? was that true?"

Yoon-gi nodded. "Because he grabbed her. Then the waitress got fired for it "

Jimin's eyebrows furrowed, "what the hell..."

"owner of the club is a scumbag."

"What did you do Hyung? If that was me I could've beaten the guy up again. Poor girl..."

Yoon-gi chuckled at the word 'girl'. "I wouldn't say poor girl, the woman jabbed the guy to his jaw knocking him out."

Jimin's once angry face changed to a surprised one. "For real?"

"It's a shame I don't know her name." Yoon-gi glanced at the lighter. Only her initials though, he thought.

HHY

He wondered when will he meet her again. When will he see her again.

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author's note:

Sorry I had to delete everything and start from scratch (╥﹏╥) because I got lost in the plot. I was having mental issues. I was breaking down quite a lot... and I didn't have inspiration anymore that I didn't know how I could end it... Then one night I had a dream with Yoon-gi in it and I got the strength to write again. I wanted to write that dream before I could forget.... I hope anyone who has read the story could understand and anyone who's going to read for the first time would appreciate it... thank you so much. borahae. 💜