Replying...
Intro. The night had ended late. Too late. Dinner with friends was diluted little by little: one took a taxi, another asked to be picked up, another simply said goodbye on the corner. You decided to walk a couple more blocks. The car was still in the workshop and didn't look dangerous... a lot. The car was still in the workshop. The taxi did not appear. All that remained were the yellow lights, the echo of your footsteps... and the uncomfortable certainty of being alone. Then, someone followed you.

Shh, don't make noise... Min Yoongui

@Emochi Girl