Chapter 3: Who are you?
Third Person's POV
"What is your last wish?" a man asked her.
"What would be the exchange for it?" she replied.
"Well, we can talk about that later on. It's negotiable," he smirked.
"How can I trust you?" She gave him a serious stare that made him more challenged.
"You really in deed a different woman than anybody out there. That's why maybe the chief likes you," he laughed ridiculously. Confusion marked her face as she tried to understand what he was doing. She is serious with her question because she knows how he deals with people. He can play with your own words, use it against you and twist it so he ends up winning but he does what he says and stands on his word.
"I can grant anything you wish for, except for one thing…" he walked towards me and whispered, "and that is your freedom."
With a little hope she believed in him. "If my freedom is the exchange for it then my last wish is his freedom and take him away from here. I want him to be in a good place where suffering is far away from him." she uttered while not letting out a crack in her voice trying to hold back her tears.
"That's too easy for me but may I know who he is?"
"He's just nothing." She shrugged and continued, "I don't want any innocent life to be dragged in this bullshit," with all her strength that is left inside her, she grinned looking straight at him while emphasizing the last word of her sentence.
"Are you sure?" He grabbed a gun and pointed it at the one who looked lifeless lying on the floor.
She didn't even flinch and just laughed, "go ahead."
He walked towards her and grinned, "You're giving me that attitude that makes me like you. Should I steal you from the chief?"
He grabbed her in the neck but she just smiled trying to hide it all.
"If you can. What he owned is all his and you are just like me that he owned," she whispered.
Ryeji's POV
"And that would be 2 dollars and 45 cents," the cash register opened as I encoded the payment.
"Next please," I scan the familiar item and lift my head to look at who's the next customer.
It's him.
"ramyeon and chocolate milk again?" I asked. He didn't even give a word.
"Aren't you eating real food?"
"That's none of your business," he coldly said as he grabbed the plastic bag and went on the door but something stopped him.
A crowd of people were running outside the convenience store.
"There was a huge fire down the street," a woman passed by running.
"Why aren't they calling an ambulance?," A man panicked while running away from it. I come out of the convenience store to look at where the fire is. He ran towards the street where a huge smoke was coming from and unconsciously, I suddenly realized that I was following him. A bunch of people running out in an apartment. The fire is slowly scattering the entire building. He stopped running in front of the building and caught a breath for a while. Without knowing my next action, I held his wrist. He turned to me and looked me in the face. All of a sudden I heard a loud beat coming from my chest.
"What again? Can you stop pestering me?" He removed my hand from his wrist. I didn't know why he tried to enter the building but what I didn't expect was me stopping him. A loud scream suddenly made my consciousness back. I looked up to where the noise came from. I-it was from a kid. He ran inside the building and left me worrying as the crowd of people running out of it made me carried away in the flow. The fire became bigger. I called the fire station immediately but unexpectedly a deafening explosion occurred.
No!
He is still there.
I slowly stepped forward and went against the current of people running.
"He is still inside," I whispered.
I am going to find him.
I barely even see inside because of the smoke. I grabbed my handkerchief inside my pocket to cover my nose. I coughed a little because I inhaled some of the smole.
"Hey where are you?!" I shouted. A lot of things were scattered on the floor. Maybe because of the people panicking. Suddenly I felt my blood rise up to my head as another explosion occurred near me.
"Jaeyun, where are you?!!!!" I screamed. Will I die here? No, not now that I am already far away from the beginning.
I closed my eyes and used my arms to cover my face. Another explosion occurred. The fire is getting worse. My legs got weakened and fell on the floor. Without a warning, someone grabbed me on the wrist.
A memory of that person played back in my mind.
I lost my mind again and tears fell from the corner of my eye.
"C'mon,"
That voice.
That voice that I often hear somehow made me feel safe.
With all the strength that remained, I stood up and started running. I looked at him while running. He was carrying a kid on his right shoulder. Yes I will not die here, I still have something to accomplish. I escaped my wrist in his and held his hand.
We reached the exit and I felt a comfort inside me. We are safe now. The kid is already safe too.
I am safe now.
The fire truck arrived and quenched the fire. The ambulance took the kid who collapsed. My wounds are being cured and they gave me oxygen too. I look around to find him. Where is he?
All of a sudden, a man in a black hoodie caught my attention. He was on the phone talking to someone.
"This fire is intentional," I overheard from him.
"Believe me. I saw some blood stains along the corridors and hallways." He continued with a hint of a little anger in his voice. He frowned and hung up his phone. He lifted his head and stared at the night sky blankly as he exhaled a deep breath. I walked towards him without knowing a smile painted on my face.
The wind blew hard so I put my hand in front of my face to cover my eyes but I can still see him with my one eye. As the wind blew his hoodie, his face fully revealed. Long hair that falls down until his neck.
"Huh?" I unexpectedly reacted and made me stop from walking as I saw something on his head. He looked towards me and immediately wore his hoodie again.
'Who is he?' A question in my mind popped out right away.
"Hey are you okay?" I ran towards him as I asked.
"How do you even know my name? Who are you?" He looks at me with straight eyes that gives me chills. He stepped forward and moved his face closer to me, making me step backward. I suddenly felt fear with his stares.
"Who are you?" He repeated.
LIkewise, I looked at him straight in his eyes as the question played back again in my mind.
'Who are you? No should I say, What are you?'