It was 10 pm when Wooyoung walked out of dance class tired and sweaty. The only thing he wanted to do was go home and shower.

As he stepped out he saw a man, a little taller than him taking a drag out his cigarette. He stood there watching till their eyes met.

He had a kind smile that made Wooyoungs heart flutter a little. He felt himself turn hot as the man walked closer to him. He stood straight and fixed his hair.

He came up to him. His looks up close showed such beauty, you could instantly fall in love.

"Hey, you got 10 for a 5?" he asked making Wooyoung furrow his eyebrows. He started pulling out change from his wallet when he got stopped.

"You should interpret my words, if I wasn't so nice I'd rip you off." he laughed.

His laugh was contagious. Wooyoung hasn't even known him for 5 minutes but he knew he wanted to hear it again.

Wooyoung could only blush at the mistake causing the man to only waved it off with another laugh and spoke again.

"You seem pretty cool, what's your name?" he asked. No one ever thought he was cool. He was caught off guard by his statement but spoke his first words to him.

"Jung Wooyoung," he said shakily. He intimidated him. Up close Wooyoung was able to his jawline and hard face. He rarely showed emotions when he wasn't joking around. He introduced himself as Choi San and the boys' heart leaped.

"Choi San" was all his brain could remember.

"Hey, my roommate cooks good ramen, and I wanna get to know you, you should come to eat with us!" he said making conversation after the slight awkward pause. He could only smile apologetically and shake his head.

"I have to go home and shower, maybe next time," he said. Of course, he would've liked to go with him, but he would've liked to be clean for a better impression of himself.

San only shook his head and grabbed Wooyoungs wrist, catching him off guard. Wooyoung tried to pull away but Sans grip tightened causing slight pain to his wrist. He was strong, if he tightened it anymore it could break it so Wooyoung stopped fighting. Fear consumed the boy as he saw his fist aiming straight for his head, knocking him out cold.