“Who’s that boy?” Hoseok asked one of his work colleages, he was curious about the young thief, everyone in the station seemed to know him, they were whispering things between them and some were even laughing, he wanted to laugh too.
“You don’t know him? he’s pretty popular in the neighborhood…” Popular? Was he famous or something? Maybe he was a recidivist.
The boy was looking down now, Hoseok could see he didn’t like the attention he was getting.
“Get off me!!” the green haired boy shouted “don’t touch me”
“I’m sorry, my bad! do I have to pay you so I can uncuff you, pretty face?” Soo Hyuk asked ironically, the rest of the policemen laughed even more.
“D-don’t c-call me that” Hoseok couldn’t help but frown at the situation, what were they talking about? pay him? wha-
“He’s a prostitute, a hooker, he sells his body. His name is Gloss, or at least that’s how he tells people to call him”