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"So when did he get to your place?" asked the inspector clasping a paper weight in hand.

You rolled your lips once before answering, "Nearby 2 O'clock if I'm not very wrong."

"How did he get in?"

"Through the kitchen door," you released while twiddling your fingers.

"Damn," he banged his fists on the table's wood, "How can you be so careless to keep it unlocked at that hour? How did he look?"

You flinched at the sudden traumatizing response, "Well I don't really remember because I was a bit giddy. Besides he had a mask on."

"You don't even recognise his face, you don't know his bike's number, how are we supposed to look for him? It can be anybody!" he hissed in frustration.

"Sorry officer I-" something trailed your memory centre. His voice! You encountered that voice somewhere. That deep, raspy, sober vocal. But who and where exactly? You twitched your skull when you skillfully tried to recall the fragments of his presence yet you felt no recurring issues assembling in it.

"Yes miss, you were saying something?"

You flipped your eyelids, being baffled for a moment, "Uh, no I was just saying if I get to know something, I'll surely ring you up."

"Fine then. Please inform us as soon as you sense something relatable. Pardon us now," he gestured and strolled outside the mains.

"His voice does bring in me some cues. It's like I've perceived those sensations before. But I just can't grab the exact personality", you pondered thoroughly, "Anyways I must take a nap now or I'll be late in the morning!"

Turning the light sources down, you scooted to your cubicle. A big wide yawn bloated on your parted lips as you mumbled, "What a busy night." Seconds later, you snoozed off gradually.

The morning wind loaded with fresh odour of blooming jasmine trickled your nostrils. You seperated your eyelashes to let the beauty of the room engulf your visions. You felt totally refreshed after a span of peaceful forty winks.

All of a sudden, you sprang up as you realised that you were running late already. Grabbing the dungaree lying on your chair, you galloped to the restroom.

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A bike shushed near a garage and its owner reveled his visage from under the helmet as he pulled it out. Shaking his hair roughly, he let it all crawl at his forehead. He fixed his goggles to cover his chocolate orbs and a black mask shaded the bottom half of his lineaments. His healthy boosted thighs pumped up as he cascaded under the roof of the automobiles workshop.

"Hey Suho," he raised while accepting a seat beside the manager of the store.

"Oh hey V, another washup or this time you need a servicing too?" the brunette mullet enquired.

"Washup," the black haired guy, so called by the pseudonym 'V', exposed, being busy with scrolling through his cellphone, sitting cross legged, one above the other.

Ten minutes jogged by, producing a signal for V to move from his stature. He straighted his spine, "Isn't it done yet?"

Suho looked up from his PC, "Ah I'll just confirm. Beomgyu, can you please go and check if Y/N is done or not?"

A young lad in his late adolescence, jerked out of the door.

"Wait what? Y/N? What is she doing here?" V cocked his brows, being surprised to the extreme about the mentioned human.

"She's a newbie who joined from today as a part time worker," Suho explained, "Do you know her though?"

"Huh? Ah no, I, well she's a girl right? How can she clean my tiger?"

"Tiger? She isn't cleaning your pet! By the way you never told me that you have a tiger!"

"Ugh, I'm talking about my bike. I call it tiger cause it roars like one." He stood on his feet, feeling aweful on imagining you scornfully wiping his black handsome motor. He immediately trudged outside, brooding over onething, "It has to be some other Y/N, atleast not the one I know, please."

As he stepped on the first landing at the entrance, his eyes trapped you in his sight. Your miserable conditions made his heart gasp. You desperately fought with your bangs when they fluttered over your sockets while you pressed a soaked spong on the dark vehicle.

V smacked, "Oh poor thing, what for are you working this hard?" He let out a sigh and went back in.

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"Here, give this to that girl. It is extra than the service charges, you must deliver it to her," V breathed.

Suho blinked at the sudden donation. "Tell me something, you know her right?" he interrogated, reading the face of the opposite individual.

"What does that has to do with this? I just feel pity for the girl working so much only for earning some bugs. Just give it to her," he stormed out, leaving the alter perplexed with his own presumptions.

"Phew, done!" you squealed as you observed the glittering black metal surface. You completed you first ever task!

Your excitement hit you hard on noticing a figure beside in ash outfits, a key chain dangled from his index.

"Oh sir, does this belong to you?"

He scrutinized you for a bit. "Yes, it's mine. Now move out of my way." You slid aside as he threw one of his legs on the other side of the seat. "That was rude," you bit your edges in disappointment.

His gape strangled with your despondency and he said, "Good work, keep it up but would you mind if I ask you why you took this job?" He deliberately changed his tone, not the usual one, a bit hollow and shrill.

Your face brightened up on hearing his untold compliments, "Thank you. Well the reason is a bit confidential, you know, it's related to the financial status of my family. I'm in need of it for my granny's medicines."

Little did he know that you would end up into him so soon.

"Hmm, okay see you then," he casually fixed his helmet prior to kicking the ratcheting lever. The noise of that engine purred in your cerebrum. He drove away in the following second.

"That noise, oh that's the same noise as that of the intruder's bike! What model was that?" You groaned on missing a chance again, "His voice was different though. It wasn't him, was he?"

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