- DO KYUNGSOO -

My mother has always chosen the wild over the noisy, bright lights of the villages below. She always says that nothing could be compared to the peacefulness the forest could offer. Ever since i was born, the animals have been my friends and the forest my playground. My father, who died when i was just little led her to this closed and silent lifestyle. 

I squeezed the tire of my bike and sighed in relief. The stony path from our house to the village is always damaging the one and only transportation i have for now. A squirrel, chomping on the nut its holding is staring at me. I gave it a smile and fixed the strap of my bag around my body.

Then i heard the noise.

That noise-- Like dried leaves breaking under a foot.

Without warning, I turned towards the noise and the squirrel ran up the tree and to its home for safety. The bush is still moving when i looked so i immediately ran to it, parting the leaves and its branches. What are you? 

But as usual, i'll see nothing. I'll see no one. 

I sighed and debated whether i should go deeper into the forest. But the last time i went exploring, i got lost and the storm almost caught up with me. I was three years younger then.

And since that day, i've been hearing that noise and having that feeling-- Like someone watching and following me. 

Or maybe I'm just imagining it. 

Maybe it's just another animal that wanted a friend or attention. Maybe it's just afraid to show itself. I slowly shook my head then walked back towards my bike. The squirrel is looking down at me from its home, a nut still in its hand. 

"Did you see it?" i whispered to the small animal. "Am i being watched?"

The squirrel kept on chomping on his food. Huh. Did I really expect an animal to answer me? Stupid, Do Kyungsoo. 

But then the squirrel suddenly looked behind me. He jerked upright then scrambles away. And its actions were so sudden that I gasped loudly and almost dropped my bike. But i didn't dare look back this time. I immediately rode my bike and pedaled away from the path with as much energy as i could. 

I don't think i would like to face it just yet.

- KIM JONGIN -

I stepped into the clearing, his smell still lingering in my nose. I could almost taste him and almost feel his blood flowing down my throat. I sniffed and looked up at the squirrel who is now trembling and hiding himself inside a pathetic hole on a tree. I gave out a low annoyed growl and glared. 

Suddenly, i heard heavy steps and i turned to see a pitch black wolf walking towards me, his necklace well hidden under his thick fur.

"Chanyeol." i called him in my mind. We talk like this when we're in our wolf forms. 

Chanyeol stopped a few steps in front of me. "Where did you go?" he asked. "You were gone so suddenly."

I grunted, not willing to address his queries just yet. "Are you both finished already?" i asked.

And as if answering my question, Baekhyun, Chanyeol's mate came running to our direction. Baekhyun has this bright white fur that is so white it look like clouds. And it's very soft too. But right now, it's dirtied with streaks of blood. I looked at him accusingly.

"How many did you kill today?" I asked.

Baekhyun is almost smirking. "Nine?" he teased. "I didn't enjoy, though. Their bloods are contaminated with drugs." Then he started licking his paw, trying to clean all the blood and dirt away.

I frowned and my ears perked up. "What do you mean?" 

Chanyeol grunted and it sounds like a growl. "A group of teens went camping last night." He explained. "And they're drugging themselves up. Having sex. Weeds. Pot." 

I shivered in disgust. "Not my type, i guess." i answered.

Baekhyun is now licking his sharp teeth. "We reserved three." he said in a gentle voice. "Three women. For you."  

I swallowed. The mere thought of finally having my own fill of human meat is stirring my primitive desires. "Three? That's too much." 

"We won't be hunting for a week." Baekhyun explained. "Might as well satiate your hunger now, Jongin."

I sniffed the air and tried to catch the scent Baekhyun is talking about. I paced around the clearing and finally caught a sweet, stinging scent of blood. It burns my throat and stomach. It feels heavenly and nice. I unconsciously ran my tongue through my canines. 

"Beautiful." i murmured as i closed my eyes. 

I don't know why i feel like this towards beautiful women or men. Maybe I should blame my genes and my instincts or the way our pack raised me. Maybe. It's just that... Their blood feels different, it smells different. It energizes my body more than it soothes my appetite. It satisfies the werewolf in me. 

Without waiting for another word from my friends, i ran back to the deeper parts forest and followed the scent. The breeze suddenly feels better against my fur and i like running like this-- Fast and steady. The moment i reached the place the two wolves were telling me about, i stopped abruptly, panting.

Tents, foods, and garments are scattered everywhere. Blood splattered the whole place. The victims obviously tried to fight Chanyeol and Baekhyun judging from how horrendous and gory the quiet clearing turned in to. Who were they kidding? No mere human would ever win against two gigantic werewolves.

And there in the middle of the place are bodies of three women. 

I growled inwardly and slowly made my way towards them, sniffing the air. They are still breathing, but unconscious. With my snout, I nudged the hair of the nearest girl and smirked when i realized that they're really beautiful. 

Very much appreciated.

I looked around as i licked my teeth, anticipating the blood and human meat that would later on fulfill my hunger. A head of a guy, ripped from his body, is lying on the ground. His eyes are open in fear, as if he had seen a monster. 

Broken hands. Fingers. Legs. Intestines. 

They're everywhere.

I looked back at my prey and with a deep growl, i sank my teeth into her body.

Such monstrosity. 

- DO KYUNGSOO -

The school i am attending is located two kilometers from home. It's a big high school with just about every kind of student you could think of. Although it's a little far, i don't really have a choice but to pedal my way to it every day-- Morning and evening.

And every day, i would see them standing by the gates, as if waiting for something. Or someone.

Originally, it's just the three of them. But later on, they will be joined by their friends. They would be standing close, murmuring to each other but not really making eye contacts. 

Park Chanyeol, the tall one, has his arm around his boyfriend, Byun Baekhyun. He's wearing jet black ripped jeans and a black baseball shirt. His hair is dyed ash grey and is always a mess. Baekhyun, on the other hand, would always wear white, like he enjoys contrasting with Chanyeol's blacks. His hair is honey blonde and he's brightly grinning at his guy.

The other one is Kim Jongin.

He's leaning against the gate with his arms crossed over his chest. He's wearing a denim button down long sleeve shirt and black pants. His hair is brownish in color and they're well-done, slicked and nice. 

The three look different today. More like... blooming? 

Which is weird. Because most of the time, they look stressed, as if they are carrying big problems with them everyday. I tried not to look whenever i pedal pass them, but i always fail at that part.

And again, Kim Jongin would stare directly at me.

I caught his gaze but i would always look away. And then I could almost imagine him grinning.

That was embarrassing.

I parked my bike beside a building together with the others, just after the gate. I wrapped my bag tightly around my body and slowly looked back. I just want to check.

And when i did, he's still staring. Even Chanyeol and Baekhyun are now looking at me curiously. Then they would look at Jongin, raising an eyebrow.

"Why are you staring?" i whispered as i look down.

Why is he staring at me like that everyday?

I started to make my way towards the building but i yelped when someone suddenly grabbed my buttocks. I stepped back with a start and looked in horror at a guy i know is constantly involved in many crimes-- Robbery. Rape. Kidnapping-- But was never proven guilty. 

Yoon Hanjeon. 

He's smirking at me while his friends are all laughing behind him. 

"What the hell?" i hissed at him.

"Do Kyungsoo, right?" Hanjeon purred, towering over me. His breath smells disgustingly of cigarette. "Do you want to skip class today, babe? Come with us." He gestured to the gates.

I followed his hand to find Kim Jongin frowning at us.

I swallowed loudly. "I-I'm sorry. I can't." i answered him. Then I nodded dismissively, turning my back to them. I could hear them all laughing at me. 

"See you tonight, Kyungsoo!" the guy shouted, which suddenly made me shiver.

Tonight?

I glanced back at them. The guy in the middle is licking his lower lip.

I just walked faster.