"Yes, Yes kookie, I'll be right back.", I whispered before parking my car right beside a narrow dark street, I steps out, my hands shoved in my pants pocket taking a look around.

"Jin Hyung, i mind it."

I nods at his answer with a hum, suddenly I saw someone running towards me, her almond skin shining in the cold moonlight, his almond brown hizab covering her hairs, shoulders and neck, she wears an same brown colour overcoat and pants with a white shirt underneath her overcoat.

There was no smile on her face but a emotion of fear, afraid and scared, not walking but running towards me, tears glistening down for her eyes.

"Hey, miss? Are you fine?",
I asked, my voice soft and fruity.

"There is someone behind me, they're following me.",
She replied, her response was clear and believable.

Her eyes was heavy, her current situation wasn't better at all, I reached my arm to support her but she back off quickly, her look back again and again.

A/n's Perspective —

Her vision feels blurry, haze and cloudy thing coming infront of her eyes, her legs lossing the strength to make her stand up, they're dying upon her body condition.

Before her body could loss the last amount of energy, he give her a support, holding her hand frimly and asking, "Madam, are you fine?"

He didn't get any response but a slight him, her eyes was closed, her face calm but scared at same time. He shooks his head in disbelief and lift her up on his laps in bridal style.

"I'm taking you hospital miss.", He exclaimed before opening the car's door for her on the backseat, he gently placed her on the backseat and closed the door, he being to walk but his shoes get over something which was nothing but her small brown colour handbag.

He pick it up, placed it on the passanger seat beside him and being to walk towards the driving seat, his emotions was frustrated and worried.

He starts the engine, not doing any more late, he rolls the steering wheel driving towards the nearest hospital for her, she lay unconscious on the backseat, her eyes closed her phone ringing again and again in her purse.

He stops the car and open her purse where her phone was kept, he found an identity card which he kept to look later not now.

He answered the call.

"Hello, miss!",
He whispered politely.

"Hey, who are you?",
The lady on the other side asked confusedly, a glimpse of annoyance in her voice.

"I'm sorry, I'm Kim SeokJin from Kim Publication.",
He replied, laughing a little.

"What are you doing with Syrish's phone?",
The lady asked worriedly, her tone suspicious.

"She get unconscious on road, I'm just taking her to hospital, please arrive.",
He hungs up the call after telling her the address of the hospital.

He take a look at her identity card.

Harvard, Cambridge
Syrish Islam
20
English Literature

"A literature student?",
He said amused, he placed her Id card and phone back in her purse and starts the engine again.

Some couple of minutes later, he was at hospital, his eyes scanning around in disbelief, waiting for the docter to come out and answer his questions.

"She is fine sir, but it looks like someone drugged her."
The lady docter replied, her voice filled up with concern.

"I see, thank you docter.",
He thanked the docter, his voice calm and soft.

"You should infrom to police.", Docter suggest of which he just nods.

He sits down on couch of her VVIP ward, her sleeping figure luring him over herself.

"What happen to you?", his voice was slow, calm and relaxing.

"Hey!", Someone brust into the room, all worried, panicked and concern on her face.

"Hey, miss.", SeokJin stand up, his eyes fixed over the young lady wearing a black overcoat, he stands up from his comfort walking forward to her and asked, "Are you the one on phone?"

She nods and whispered trying to catch her breath, "Yes, I'm her friend. Thank you so much.", she thanked him politely.

"No no, it's okay. I'm taking my leave.",
He says, his voice soft and polite like a gentleman.

"Thank you once again.", She said with a soft smile, he smiled back in reply and takes his leave.

The young lady sits beside Syrish, her gaze worried examining her fragile condition, she sighs and said, "How you get yourself in trouble?"

She knows that she is not in her consciousness, she sits there waiting for Syrish to open her hazel eyes which always have a spark in her eyes.

Her eyes slowly open, as she yawn and sits down on bed stretching her arms to feel her body relaxed, she felt a sting pulling in her head, her eyes burning.

"Apii, how are you?"

She rubs her eyes, clearing her vision to look at the young lady beside her siting on the table waiting for her to open her eyes.

"Tasha, I'm fine.", Syrish smiled, her voice calm but weak filled up with softness.

"I know you're not fine. You need rest.", Cheshta said walking forward to her slowly taking a seat beside her bed on the chair.

A/n's Perspective —

This is only an intro part, I'll write this story after my exams. Till then let me stay focused bye.....

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Love from kookie.