Sohyun indeed was a flower that bloomed occasionally after hundred years of wait- her beauty couldn't be beaten by the Miss Korea herself. So there was no way that Namjoon didn't feel the attractive aura once he saw the girl, even though in her worst condition but indeed it was a beautiful thing to be felt.

She warmed his lonely heart which instantly caught his attention and he wanted to keep it for himself. No reason why he was acting up like this, but he felt super delighted to have her in his life.

Namjoon straightaway took her to his own apartment, it was not an usual thing for him at all. He never wanted to engage himself with any of his clients or say victims but for Sohyun, he felt a part of his heart draining slowly- only for her.

He could even give his best to keep the vulnerable girl safe, without even knowing her, he provided all the personal facilities as well as fulfilled her daily needs. His only motive was to help the girl get up from her fallen state that was extremely miserable, like she was tortured since birth.

That actually tore his heart apart so he tried his best to bring her best self to her.

"Sohyun?"

Today again, the second he placed his foot inside the house, Namjoon let's his tongue call her name involuntarily.

It had been days, almost a week or two since she started living with him. Now both were well aware of each other's personality which only led to increase indefinable feelings inside Namjoon's heart.

He feared the most about her mental health- what if she tried to do something funny with herself?

It would be the like rubbing knives on his heart.

The dreamy steps of Sohyun echoed in the whole apartment, making Namjoon sighed out in peace.

Another day of relief, Namjoon added to his mental diary.

"Yes?"

Now, he knew that Sohyun too had sculptured herself with him- all her habits, routine now worked according to him and no denying the fact, it was actually making her happy.

Having someone by her side, or actually being supported by someone indeed is the most precious feeling that an individual could ever ask for.

Although Sohyun remained neutral, but her insides were feeling alive again.

All thanks to Namjoon.

"Well, I want to talk about something," Namjoon bit his lower lip, thinking if the girl felt awkward about being inquired by him but Sohyun actually complied.

He let her sit on the couch in the living room and himself scurried towards the kitchen to make hot chocolate- what if she freaked out between the talk?

Hot chocolate's always the best solution.

Namjoon quickly prepared two cups and returned back to his room with a concern lingering in his heart, only to find Sohyun intact in her position like he left her before.

The second her head turned and her eyes fell on Namjoon, he sighed and crouched down to give her one of the cup. For a second, she frowned while staring at the drink leading to Namjoon's guess that she didn't like chocolate but once she rose her hand and gripped on the handle, a faint smile appeared on his lips.

"Sohyun, actually I-"

"I want to go out with you."

Even before he could complete his sentence, Sohyun fired him with a totally different phrase.

Danger, help- these were the very first words he got to hear from her first call but she was uttering something that was way too hard for Namjoon to believe.

"Go out, can you elaborate please?" Namjoon called for an explanation in order to get a better view behind Sohyun's statement, but the girl gritted her teeth and sniffs, only to worsen Namjoon's state of mind.

"I feel like a prisoner, I want to go out with you."

But she gave out such a response that partially blew off Namjoon's wits as he fumbled with his words inside his head.

Finally, getting the situation in his hand, he nodded.

"Of course, where to?"