More Than a Pretty Boy Entertainer

"Let go of me!" David yelled as two men shoved him into a chair in a backroom at Keepin' It Real.

The giant with the spiky platinum hair pointed at him. "Stay." His voice boomed in the small room.

"Fuck you," David spat out, but he kept his seat.

"Little men should know when to stay quiet." Boom Voice look him up and down then snorted. "Besides, you're not my type."

The man planted himself between David and the door like a brick wall.

After several minutes of uninterrupted complaining, threatening, and whining, David slumped in his seat, exhausted and admittedly nervous.

He had thought Min Jun was full of shit. All talk. Now, he wasn't so sure.