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THE FOOL part one of the major arcana series » For those who are on an endless search of experience. The clever little ones without reason or rhyme, who somehow carry along a childlike ability to tune into the inner workings of the world. The sun shines behind them as the pangs of the real world nip and bite at their heels on their journey - oblivious that they’re walking toward a precipice, about to step off. And boy, is it a long way down. LISTEN

1. Time Of The Season - The Zombies // 2. Talk Shows On Mute - Incubus // 3. Ever Fallen In Love - Nouvelle Vague // 4. Wasted Hours - Arcade Fire // 5. The Funeral - Band of Horses // 6. Lost Cause - Beck // 7. Army of Me - Bjork // 8. Runs In The Family - Amanda Palmer // 9. Royals - Lorde // 10. Walking On A Dream - Empire Of The Sun // 11. Can’t Hold Us - Macklemore // 12. Young Folks - Peter, Bjorn and John // 13. Waste - Foster the People // 14. Fast Car - Tracy Chapman // 15. I’m Bound To Pack It Up - White Stripes // 16. Ride - Lana del Rey // 17. Oblivion - Grimes // 18. Daylight - Aesop Rock // 19. LSF - Kasabian // 20. Black Skinhead/Elephant Remix - Kanye West vs Tame Impala // 21. Class Actress - Weekend // 22. Put The Message In A Box - World Party // 23. Feel It All Around - Washed Out // 24. Novacane - Frank Ocean // 25. The Morning - The Weeknd

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[naeun-out]

— what goes around.

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"Shit," the frantic girl cursed.

The sound of abnormal straggly footsteps echoed throughout the compacted staircase, and with each gasp for air feeling as if a toxic fiery venom was seeping tortuously to smolder her airways, the young female knew she had to outrun them; it was the only way to survive in this horrid situation, and as her last desperate step to the top of their set journey, it was an abrupt shriek which rippled throughout her ears. Causing her senses to be pierced with newly welcomed slivers of fright; which made the already stressed girl, turn quickly of the direction of the individual it had come from, Sehun.

Stunned, as she stared in awe as the male cursed toward the flesh eating nuisance which clawed hungrily at his leg. Glancing toward her almost escape, she knew she’d have to go back for him; there was no way Naeun could have retreat without the childish boy before her. Without a second thought, she scurried down to where he had fallen, Doing her best to make it before the sinister being could possibly claw toward the thief she’d met yesterday, clenching her eyes shut, she cowered away from the gruesome sight she’d had foreseen as she raised the steal metal bar.

The sickening crack of a skull collapsing under the weight of this female’s crowbar rang out through the vicinity quickly filling the aroma around then and Naeun only then realized, it had been almost a month, maybe even a little longer, since she had killed her first ‘zombie’ and with that, the young female couldn’t ignore the fact that they all still looked like her. The vision of stringy dark hair and the terrible ice of dead, eyes adhered themselves to every undead being which filtered through the tiny entrance of the girl’s terrible decision. Now trapped by walls and another of the snarling, moaning cadavers dripping nauseatingly thick globs of flesh from decaying lips fast approaching, the female did her best to wrap an arm under the male that had been placed so pitifully ahead of her, almost forgetting about him, as she now averted her eyes away from the injured male. Letting them fixate on the dreadful path ahead.

"1…2... 3...” Naeun counted, as the frail figure did her best to pick him up as she attempted to support him. Heart pounding in the young woman’s ears, breath hitched and uncontrollable in her tightened throat, her crowbar clenched between white-knuckled hands and ready for any strike, she only hoped they could make it up the stairs before those things caught up.

 "I hate to rush you…" words were glossed in a silk of gentleness that wasn’t often protruded by the said female as a pang of sympathy seemed to have been triggered, but with eyes still avoiding his, in fear of what he might have thought of her after the whole chaotic scene, her next words were heard after she cleared her throat awkwardly, having tried to support the other’s weight. “But, we need to hurry."

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The boy flinched as the girl’s arm wrapped under his shoulder. With the unnamed girl’s help he was able to get to his feet. He was gracious that the girl found it in her heart to help him, yet the boy couldn’t help but feel like an utter asshole for putting the girl in danger. He shook the thought out of his mind, the only thing that mattered now was not getting killed.

Carefully, the boy ran up the flight of stairs, watching the placement of his feet. Every part of him was in pain, his legs were tired, the scratch from the beast throbbed to its own heartbeat, and his arm tingled in pain. The blood that circulated through his arm only caused his arm to smolder and cramp. The boy held the pain within, complaining would be useless.

The concrete stairs quickly passed under Sehun’s feet, as he climbed the stairs. As he finished the third flight, he stopped resting his non injured arm against the metal railing that ran along the side of the stairs. The slight bit of energy he once had, was almost, if not completely drained from him. His lungs burned with venom. In front of the boy was an empty hallway. Doors were spaced neatly apart from another. Luckily it seemed to be lifeless, no signs of the beast the plagued the streets. “Where now?” He asked his voice coming out dry and cracked. He glanced over his shoulder praying the girl made it up the stairs with him, Feeling slightly afraid of what could be behind him.

[naeun-out]

— what goes around.

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At that moment, the girl didn’t bother to consider the fact that he’d used the term ‘sweetheart’ instead of her name that she had the decency to share, but, there wasn’t a spared second the feminine figure to react on the annoyance that welted in the farthest depths of her soul, as she quick to run after the egotistical male. Her eyes quickly drifting to the retched canvas of small and worn out apartments  that was displayed before them.

"I know a way we can throw them off." She muttered quietly as if the wicked fleshed monsters could somehow hear them. As if the monstrous creatures could somehow hinder her tactical plan of escape. But, the young female was sure not to linger on the thought a second longer, as she catiously grabbed the other’s hand as gentle as she could be not to somehow frighten him, from the abrupt action. "Just follow me," her voice reassured. 

The sound of disheveled footsteps and screeches that called out to her only motivated Naeun’s legs to sprint faster, as she gasped for air, each gulp feeling toxic as a fiery venom seemed to burn her throat but she knew she had to outrun them. She’d already run out of ammo, now there was no way she could take them out one by one and the girl couldn’t help but feel herself began to tire.

Her heart raced. The desperate feeling of escaping nipping her bare skin raw, her head turned back sharply to see if they had still been following. The disturbing faces and hands that clawed for her only made her wish she’d foresaw’ this unfortunate sight, because maybe then she would of thought of  packing more bullets.

But it was an alleyway she saw which she remembered vividly. The back entrance was placed in the dense shadows if she could remember correctly. 

"Over here!" the words slipped past paled lips unconsciously, having called out slightly louder than she’d intended as a small senses of pride fluttered inside the contours of her heart; she didn’t mess up this time. However, not bothering to take the time to look behind herself, for the acceptance of the individual who was now her partner in the escape, Naeun’s hand’s fumbled for the door that held the scenery on stairs. 

Darting hastily for the steps, she’d never been so eager to climb a flight of stairs in her life, as she could recall the numerous of times she’d dreaded the thought. They just needed to make it high enough, she thought as the grip upon the metal bar tightened. 

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Following every move the girl made, Sehun trailed behind hers in fear and trepidation. Each step pushing the boy faster. Each step making his heart pumping more blood throughout his body. Each step making his legs sear with pain, taking away from the pain in his upper arm. Though every step he took, the monsters behind seemed to take three more.

The unnamed girl quickly opened the door that withheld their only possible savior; stairs.  As soon as the door was open, the girl bolted up the stairs, the boy scoffed; did she not think to wait for him? The door was swiftly coming to a close. If the door was to shut Sehun wouldn’t be able to open it in enough time to get away from the rapidly approaching mob, for they were only a few paces behind.

Without another thought the boy increased his speed, trying to reach the door that could, at this point, decide his fate. As he lurched closer the boy held his arm out in preparation for catching the closing door.  The boy pulled the edge of the door, causing it to swing outwards, as he slipped into the enclosed staircase. A temporary sense of achievement overcame Sehun, as he escaped from the beast.

“Thought yo…” The boy was interrupted by a sharp tug at his ankle. Blocking his face from hitting the concrete slabs of the stair case, he placed his forearm over his face. As soon as his face was covered, his arm was slammed onto the edge of the stair. Sounding like a branch that was stepped on, cracking sound came from his arm. A sharp cry escaped from his lips; pain surged throughout every nerve. His fingers twitched but only as a reflex.  The trauma caused his arm to throb in pain; tears stung his eyes as he moved arm, trying to get a look at what caused this injury. He slowly propped himself onto his non-injured arm.

Below him was one of the monsters from outside, it had a firm grip upon his ankle. Sehun flailed his leg trying to shove the beast off of him. “Let go of my fucking leg!” He said with a final kick, which caused the demon to release his grip of his leg.  The boy tried to pull himself onto his feet, but there was no use; the pain made him too weak. 

“Please help me!” He called out to the nameless girl. 

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[naeun-out]

— what goes around.

[naeun-out]

Without a much time  to react to the male’s exclamation for her to go and continue without him, it was the slight shove of his hand which resulted in the girl’s once fast grip to  be removed from the arm she previously held in fright. The slim girls fingers being set free from the light push as he tried to motion her forward. the amount of monstrous creatures seemed to double by the seconds, each moment they spent only resulting in another deathly moan to ripple through the once quiet atmosphere and her fingers couldn’t help but yearn for the once physical contact the digits had against his comforting skin. 

"I’m not leaving without you—” 

Her words were quickly cut off as she realized the stupidity she was spitting into thin air. Why was she so concerned for the male that hadn’t but put both their lives in danger, also stealing from her. His flirting was most likely a pawn to get his victims distracted, but the female still couldn’t hold back the concern that filled the hollow depths of her chest. Biting into her bottom lip in worry, the unsure partner looked at the man that seemed to have so much faith in this plan, and Naeun reassured herself that if this boy was concerned enough to push her forward, maybe she too should of felt the same. And just like that, the panic stricken girl ran forward, trying her best not to think too much. If she would just move her feet, she prayed the acquaintance behind her would follow shortly. They didn’t have time to argue about whether who would run first, and who was trailing behind.

Small curses were muttered silently under the damsel’s breath, with a bitter sigh surpassing her lips, it was one of the only things that seemed to comfort the terrified survivor. Though, the dark haired girl believed in the other who had made a horrible first impression on the young female. Her legs pumping with a fire-like venom that ran throughout her veins,  the burning sensation in ever movement she made. Running had almost become like a second nature for the carrier who only wished that the male had been able to catch up. Her next words coated in a fake confidence that she had grown to rely on in anxious situations like this. “I swear to god, you better be behind me!” she called back.

Naeun finally had built enough courage to look behind her, to make sure Sehun was still there. Peering through thick lashes, her limbs stopped, allowing her to witness the outcome; if he had followed, or stayed with the fellow creatures.

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Limping and moaning, the beast continued towards the boy and girl. The distance between them was quickly diminishing, with every passing second the monsters gained speed. Sehun heard the girl mummer cures under her breath, before she started running. The boy let out a soft scoff, he was amazed, for such a dainty girl she sure was feisty. The boy was taken out of his daze by the loud screeching of the monster before him. The thing was uncomfortably close, and it seemed to be furious that the girl got away.

The monster's arm stretched out, and before Sehun could dodge the incoming hand, the beast dug his claws down his arm, ripping the jacket's fabric, and causing a whelping wound to appear.

Tears welled at his eyes, and the boy held back the screams that threatened to escape him. He couldn't wait to for the girl to get a head start any longer; Sehun sprinted in the direction that the girl was heading in, praying that he the monsters wouldn't catch him. 

His arm was beating like another heartbeat, pain surging through his veins. "I'm here sweetheart. Lets go." He said as he caught up with the girl. From the sound of the dragging moans he knew the monsters were close behind. They needed to get to a form of shelter, and the closest building were an apartment complex. It could be an absolute death trap, but it was the only option. 

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Listless Night - {Nana & Sehun}

The blood red sky was beginning to shift, blackness slowly consuming it’s color as an indicator of the late hour. For Jinah, it was a clear warning to return to a sanctuary quickly for the night was more unforgiving than the day. It had fun blurring the sights of the few humans that still ambled about, leaving them as open and easy targets for the undead creatures. Even if the girl had always been cautious to stay clear of the nighttime playground, there was something odd about this one it seemed. The air was thicker than usual, and the blackening sky seemed to taunt with more unforgiving intentions. These observations however, were ones made by an overactive imagination and needn’t be looked into until a proper rest was acquired. “Not that I’d ever get one.” Jinah mumbled bitterly to herself, all too aware of the need to stay alert even in sleep. A proper slumber was no longer something offered to the living, only to that of the dead.

Repositioning her makeshift satchel upon her shoulder, the blonde began to jog forward, the sight of a worn down toy factory coming into view. It’s daunting, two story frame silhouetted by the nearly set sun set Jinah’s erratic breathing at ease. Even though the entrance was buried with broken glass from shattered windows and lamp bulbs, and the sign above it still flickered with an attempt to attract nonexistent customers, the girl never could find herself to abandon the place on account of it once being owned by her grandfather. Though the flickering sign more than likely served as a death sentence, Jinah didn’t quite mind it. The clown settled so happily above it, smiling so all its teeth showed and the eyes small and beady, was something of a bad omen to her. 

Surpassing the threshold into the rickety building, the girl toed her way through the massacre of wrecked machines and rotting toy parts. The most among them were doll heads, eyes as falsely happy as they’d been made to look the first day of creation, eerily following Jinah’s every move farther from them until the girl ended on the other side of the room. Labored breathing gone unnoticed, she simply rushed to shove the wooden door open, its creaking, wailing sounds only worsening the passing moments until Jinah was able to safely get inside the cramped little room. It was nearly filled to the brim with boxes of glass eyes, some of the boxes regrettably open to allow the lifelike things to always keep a watch on the blonde. “Got a good view God?” the girl attempted to joke, trying her best to lighten the mood with an old thing she always said to the eyes, her only hope being they didn’t blink in answer.

Gnawing on her bottom lip, Jinah slowly sank to the ground, floorboards creaking with each movement until she settled, deciding to keep stock still from there on while she shut her eyes. In moments, a weak sleep casted on the female, erasing any traces of worry from her features as she finally relaxed. Her hand unconsciously clutched the satchel closer, head lolling to the side while a gentle rhythmic snore started. Little as it may seem perhaps tonight she’d finally get a sleep better than what she’s been able to get.

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Emptiness filled the road, its only inhabitants were lamppost and the dim moon that hovered above in the midnight sky.The street lights gave light to the darken highway, but the darkness crept in between the gaps of light. An eerie peacefulness was upon the road, but the silence was interrupted as tires screeched across the pavement. 

The light shown and quickly passed, as soon as one went the next in line quickly followed. The car continued to gain speed, making its way down the never ending highway. Inside the speeding car, the driver was nothing but a darkened figure gripping the wheel, and gritting his teeth as his foot pressed against the gas pedal.

The blurry face of the driver held a malicious grin on its face, as he spun the wheel, making the car lurch towards the median. The driver seemed to let go of the wheel, allowing the car to crash into the concrete of the median. The glass from the windshield was through out the car, the air bags were deployed and blood was distinguishable against the driver's darkened and blurry body. 

Waking from the terrible dream, Sehun found himself screaming. The boy sat up and pulled his knees towards his chest, he wondered why he was having theses dreams, Why he felt so empty afterwords, why did he have to go through this hell, and why he couldn't remember a damn thing. 

 He had almost forgotten where he was at, but as he looked around the dark room, that was only lit by the moon, he saw what looked to be old toy clowns, dolls, and trucks. Sehun was extremely creeped out by the clown dolls, and kicked one away with his foot. The boy didn't now what he was doing in this place, he didn't own it. It seemed wrong being in it, but sleeping out in the street with the beast the lurked outside seem like a terrible idea.There was no chance of him being able to get back to sleep, so he figured he would explore this building, In hopes there would be food

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— what goes around.

[naeun-out]

"You dumbass!!" the now enraged girl almost screamed, as her hands soon held her head as the loud ringing of the gun’s wrath, pierced her ears resulting in a gruesome headache to emerge and throb against the female’s temple. "I didn’t give a fuck about the ammo, you jackass! I just didn’t want you accidentally killing yourself!" her voice cried out in despair as she knew what was about to come. The infectious beings were bound to swarm if they didn’t move fast, and almost in anger; Naeun was contemplating on leaving the male to fend for himself , while she ran off before something too horrific could take place. 

Cursing under her breath Naeun  reached over to the gun he so negligently tossed in her direction. Her expression was sue to be laced in some sort of vexation, but the young woman didn’t seemed concerned enough to fix it as her eyes were soon brought back to the ignorant figure before her. “Oh, don’t be sorry.” she rolled her eyes, portraying the same sarcastic tone the male had conveyed earlier. “You just might want to save your self from dying, though..” 

However, before she could finish her response to his previous statement; the young woman’s thoughts were scattered as her focus was fixated on the vision behind the big headed man that stood in front of her, to busy fixing the his misplaced hair to even be aware of what was coming forth. She silently wondered how this boy had survived for so long. But, pushing the thought aside, an anxiety was soon there to replace her once valid anger.

The way the silhouette of a limping creature shrieked out toward them, a new form of discomfort nipped at her bare skin while the hair at the back of her neck began to rise.Wasted ammunition was now the least of her worries as she looked back toward the male she had just encountered. She had been right. Sehun had attracted them, and when there was one, there was bound to be more, and now becoming alarmed, not sure how many would come or if the both of them could take them all if there was more than the usual five. 

"We need to go!" Naeun cried out, tugging the man’s arm as if to pull him away or run. "Please. You need to hurry!" She panicked, the grip on his arm tightening in fear. Cursing to herself internally, feet shuffled quickly, trying her best to to ease the pang of anxiety she would get later on if the two delayed their escape anymore than they already had. the girl tried her best to forget her mistake and cover it up. “Please,” she quickly added as she tried to pull him away from the nearing monster that’s movements fastened as the seconds ticked by.

Naeun pursed her lips, in hopes that he would comply  A shiver was sent up her spine and  the urge to run away from this chaotic situation was more then clear.

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The shrieking that came from behind the boy pierced his ear. The noise was inhuman and could have only come from the creatures that plagued the streets. Sehun didn't know where these things came from, or if they had always been here. Were these monsters the dominate species in this hell of a life. 

Grabbing Sehun's arm, the girl begged for him to hurry. She was clearly afraid of the demons that he had attracted with the gun shots. The boy was confused; these things were vicious, but why run. He glanced over his shoulder to see not one but four monsters running down the street. The girl tightened her grip on his arm, and pleaded once more. 

Anew screeching appeared, Sehun looked towards his left and saw two more monsters sloppily running towards them. "Go! Run!" He said shoving his hand towards her shoulder as if to push her, so she would start running. 'What if she gets attacked?' He thought to himself. Sehun felt his stomach tie into a knot. He never wanted the girl to get hurt, and if she did it would have been by his hands for he shot the gun that caused these beast to chase after them. 

He didn't want to wait any longer; he had to get the hell out of there. Even though he had only know her for a day, he could leave without her.

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[naeun-out]

— what goes around.

[naeun-out]

With the next statement that was pointed in the young girl’s direction; the slim index finger she had pressed assertively, soon faltered from it’s once aggressive position against the other’s firm chest. Her eyes hollowed in a small flicker of dismay, leaving the sylphlike digit to trail uncomfortably down his torso in obvious disappointment, and the hand returned listlessly to her side once again. The male’s sarcastic phrase seemed to strike a chord within the young females chest and small frown was quickly illuminated upon her chapped lips, her gaze lazily shifting toward the gun he pulled out from his jacket in the careless action that made Naeun almost what to nag how he held her precious Beretta without a sign of consideration.

However, it was the words that soon followed after, which seemed to grasp her attention away from the firearm he clutched within her grasp. Explaining how he ‘needed’ her weapon she’d had since her first encounter with the outbreak, and she was sure her expression had been scribbled with the distaste she felt for the fellow before her. But, he’s next compromise sent a small scoff to unconsciously slip past her, as she raised and eyebrow in disbelief. 

"I don’t need to tell you anythi—”

the female quickly stopped in mid-sentence as this clueless child had decided he’d use the gun to somehow fix his hair. That dumb smirk playing across his features as if he was some sort of god, or maybe even thing the stubborn young woman would actually share her name to this egotistical man. But, that wasn’t Naeun’s biggest concern as a part of her was worried he’d accidentally shoot himself, and even worse, attract the monsters she knew had to be lurking somewhere in the shadows. And, without a second thought, the shorter female’s fingers reached for the gun.

"Be careful with that!" she whined, as her hands attempted to pry the weapon out of his grasp.

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'Had this girl started caring about my safety?' The boy wondered as he relaxed his arm by his side. No she just didn't want him to waste the ammo, sehun conceived himself that was the only reason she warned him to be careful. What else could it be? Who could care for the cocky boy with no memory? “Aww sugar lips, are you afraid that I am gonna waste your ammo? Well since I can’t know your name then you can’t have your ammo.” Sehun said lifting his arm towards the sky and firing five rounds. A smug smirk tugged at his lips.  “Oh no! I feel terrible!” He laughed sarcastically shooting off six more rounds towards the nearby apartments. He continued shooting until all fifteen bullets in the clip were gone.  “So sorry sweetheart.” He smiled tossing the gun towards her feet; flicking a price of hair out of his face. 

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[naeun-out]

— what goes around.

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The sudden smile that appeared on the other’s features was sure to only result in her’s scrunching into one of distaste, as her eyes were fixated on the view of his jacket. Examining where he may have tried to hide her precious Beretta, but with how loose the jacket had been it was hard for the girl to pinpoint it’s whereabouts. But,it was his voice asking what had happened, as if he’d done nothing wrong, that might have pissed the younger off the most. Naeun wasn’t going to allow this newly made acquaintance to have his cake and then eat it too. She may have been somewhat naive but she sure as hell wasn’t oblivious to the fact that he was in possession of her gun. However, it was the next chagrined words that slipped past him, that made the female feel a whole new wave of distress wash over her.The younger female let her eyes follow the contours of the other’s face, absorbing the image of the mark she’d placed upon his cheek yesterday and the guilt she had felt before, was now gone, as she thought maybe this ‘asshole’ deserved it. He’d probably had been playing with her the whole time . All this sick little boy wanted was her gun, after all, and it had probably been his priority the whole time. From their meeting, to his sneaky escape.

"Don’t play games with me! I’m not some, ‘sugar face’, either. I have a name, you dick.." Naeun growled between clenched teeth, as her index finger pushed harshly into the taller’s chest. Annoyed with how the male had decided to act with the girl, to continue to call her by the silly pet names. The young damsel wasn’t quite sure if he was making fun of her, or if he was just trying to be ‘cute.’ But, with either, she didn’t have time for his bullshit. Her finger pressing into him rather harshly, once again as she tried to keep her crowbar at bay. Despite the fact she was pissed at the guy standing before her, Naeun couldn’t help but not want to hurt the male. She didn’t want to hurt anyone in matter of fact, but the carrier wasn’t going to let other’s walk over her so easily.

"I know you have it," she persisted. The anger rising in her veins, but lowering in her tone as it had obviously grown softer. Her finger placed firmly were it had been, the stubborn young woman refusing to give up as her eyes locked with his. Biting softly into the inside of her cheek, Naeun’s nose scrunched slightly in irritation. However, not in irritation over the fact that the boy had lied to her, but rather, that he might have been the first person she trusted not to act shady towards her; with the lighthearted persona he seemed to carry, she had assumed maybe he was different from the other’s she’d came across. But his untrustworthy actions, only sent the girl back on her previous decision to having been glad she met him. Because she was wrong. He obviously was only a nuisance to her now. 

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As her finger dug into his chest, The mischievous boy knew that she had seen him put the gun in his jacket.

"Dick! Me?! Well I never!" He said, His words oozing sarcasm. "News flash buttercup, you never told me your name." He said rolling his eyes. The girl's delicate features made it difficult for Sehun to take her seriously. He knew she was angry, actually angry is an understatement. The girl was thoroughly furious but, her features still held the gentleness that he admired while she bandaged his wound last night.

"You're right. I have it." He said unzipping his jacket and taking the gun out. "But, hear me out. I am not the type of person to steal. I needed this." He said dangling the gun on his finger. That was a lie, how could the boy who had no memory of his past, know what type of person he was, for all he knows that is exactly who he was but, the feeling of guilt he felt after he stole the girl proved against that. Though it could just have been guilt from stealing from her. 

"How about you tell me your name and I will give you the gun." He smirked moving a piece of hair from out of his face with the tip of the gun.