[Fanfic] {HanChul} Our Last Promise… Chapter 3

29 Mar

PART 3; Wrong Place, Wrong Time

In a Cafe the heavily loaded Hankyung established himself.
With his broken Korean he ordered afterall a coffee,
after the cashier already ran past him 4 times and looked at him doubtfully.
He sighed. I’m a foreigner after all, so I shouldn’t be too surprised…
Completely absorbed in thought he savoured his almost cold coffee.
His gaze wandered through the large crow
d.

‘’Go Min Suk -ya! Let go of me!’ a young woman, maybe in her 20th, flailed.
An unshaven young man in baggy clothes seized her arm.
‘’I said let go!’’ her screams became pure.
‘’Why should i? Jung Mi Ok…’’                                       
‘’Excuse me please…but could you two stop screaming so loud? You drive out my guests.’’
A restaurant owner from the other side looked depressed over to the brawlers.
‘’Yah! Don’t interfere there, okay? Okay? Did you understand me!?’’,
the baggy man walked towards him, packed the old Man at the collar and threw him on the ground.
Some elder woman who walked out the cloth shop tried hiding between some cars;
A Taxi stopped beside them and a Man in a suit and sunglasses stepped out.
He held his mobile phone in his hands and pressed nervously some buttons.

Hankyung was shocked– what a crime. Determined he stood up. He couln’t watch any longer.
‘’Someone call the police- and an ambulance.  Hurry!’’  he said certainly.
‘’Ng, what did ya said? Huh? No answer?  Repeat it, foreigner!’’ 
Go Min Suk, the baggy man came towards him. His gaze was hate-filled. He smirked as Hankyung still didn’t answered.
‘’Let him go, Min Suk…’’ a shakily girl’s voice broke through the silence.
‘’Shut up!’’ the man turned around.
He reached in his dirty jacket pocket and…
‘’He has a knife!’’  one of the watchers squealed.
‘’Right.’’ He charged towards, directed the knife on the woman.
‘’Nooo….’’ Hankyung sprinted forwards, packed his hood and pulled him back.
‘’YOU!?’’ he gnashed with his teeth.

A hand lay down around his neck, Hankyung gasped.
He tried to breathe, tried to tear off, however the more he tried the clutch became firmly.
Slowly it became dark around him. ‘’Ah….stop…please…’’ he whispered.
‘’Why does nobody help me?’’ he cursed in thoughts. He was in despair.

One Response to “[Fanfic] {HanChul} Our Last Promise… Chapter 3”

  1. hanbobo 2011/10/07 at 3:21 PM #

    i really like it
    please keep goinig
    HanChul … you’re the best !!!

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