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The abandoned building stood silent in the night; its structure partially collapsed, and its walls marked age and weather. Wind moved through the broken window frames, carrying dust across the floor. Loose wires hung from the ceiling, swaying lightly.
Footsteps sounded from the distance, uneven and dragging. A man appeared around a corner, moving with an unsteady gait. One hand covered a bleeding wound at his side and blood dripping to the floor in slow and irregular drops. His breathing was loud and uneven, enough to echo faintly off the walls.
A gunshot broke the stillness. The sound travelled through the structure, causing dust to fall from overhead pipes.
The bullet hit the back of the injured man's thighs as he reacted to the pain and fell forward. He rapidly turned his head from behind to catch sight of a dark figure walking towards him looming in the shadows.
The man panicked and tried crawling his way out, whining and sobbing as wet tears poured out of his eyes, like a puppy begging for its mother.
He stopped moving when the other harshly pinned the man down by using his foot to be directly press down on the thigh that was shot.
He groaned and tried getting up but didn’t seem to have strength in them. The man glanced back and froze as he was met with a pair of dark, deadly blue doe eyes that had been starring into him.
His mouth opened, producing fragmented words that shook as they were spoken.
“Please!..Please…! I won’t tell anybody...I- I won’t- “another gunshot pierced right through his forehead as the blood splattered out of his brain, he fully collapsed and laid still on the ground.
The dark figure lowered their gun down, putting it in his pocket and started walking past the dead body as the darkness slowly showed colors. A buzzing sound was heard which broke the dead silence in the air. He pulled his phone out of his other pocket, revealing a person’s name who had been calling him, Enjin.
He answered immediately and raised the phone up to his ear. “It’s done” he said in a cold tone as he glanced at a broken window frame, showing the sight of a bright blue moon illuminating the dark sky.
“Ahhh Zanka, Good job! As always, finishing a solo mission with no mistakes! You’re on a fire streak man” Hearing that from Enjin made Zanka flinch and tremble from his words. The ash-blonde tried to control his face by not giggling or smiling as he inhales the air in his nostrils and trying to keep his face stoic.
“Yeah, I have to finis’ the job, no?” The boy walked out of the abandoned building and walked down the alley nearby, still having his phone near his ear “Man...” He heard a whistle from the other end of the phone.
“Well again, good job for tonight. Anyway, Semiu just called me earlier that we have an important meeting with the boss tomorrow”
He groaned hearing from the news “tomorrow? You know that’s my only day off? Sorry Enjin, I can’t make it” he rubbed the temple of his forehead.
“I know man but it’s really, important. Something happened to Rudo when he was on a mission with Riyo. Apparently, they got attacked by another mafia gang. Gosh all because he’s from spherite” Zanka can hear the other blowing out cigarettes on the phone.
“How did people even know Rudo is a spherite? How did they even find out? Rudo just joined the cleaners two months ago?”
“That’s why we’re called in to be at the meeting tomorrow. Someone was probably cheeky enough to snoop around and spread the news to all the mafia gangs in the ground.” Enjin short paused. “To be honest, it’s highly likely we’ll bump into one of them and create a lotta trouble”
Zanka didn’t say anything but got into an Uber he called for and went inside.” Sorry, I gotta’ go Enjin. I’ll...” he stopped as he glanced at the window, catching a glimpse of a guy in a purple hoodie. Surrounded by a bunch of girls and men, laughing, chattering and clinging around him like leeches.
They were next to a club full of people with loud music and purple-pink lights. The man in the purple hoodie had his back facing him so Zanka couldn’t see him clearly but seeing many people swarming him, seems like he’s just those types that go to that sort of stuff and let out some steam.
He made a disgusted face as he continued watching them doing whatever lives they have but the blonde boy got caught off guard when the man in the purple hoodie turned around to talk to the girls behind him. And trust, Zanka couldn’t breathe for a sec.
Now he understands why there’s a bunch of people around him. Clear caramel tan skin, dark, thick and long locks with gold ornaments, a sharp clean slit in his eyebrows, a nice sharp and define jawline and an attractive smirk in his face. Zanka covered his mouth from holding back his gasp.
‘Damn he’s hot’ was the first thought that came into his head.
Zanka should have turned away from him, but it was too late. The guy he’s been staring at had caught him, making eye contact. None of them looked away or dared to move; it was basically like a staring contest. He never realized the other eyes were bright magenta. Wait- is its hot pink? No- wait- actually-
“Hello? Zanka? Buddy” he flinched hearing a noise coming next to his ear. He realized he got so distracted he forgot he was still on the call with Enjin on the phone.
“Ahh- sorry Enjin.” He paused, glancing back at the guy who's still staring at him, but his expression was different. He has this mischievous grin on his face that gave Zanka chills down his spine. A grin that says ‘I know something you don’t know’ type. Zanka blinked and glanced away from the guy and went back talking to the phone next to his right ear.
“yeah...umm... I might come to the meeting tomorrow. As Rudo's teacher, I gotta’ make sure he stays out of trouble and whatever else I gotta do to manage him” Zanka stopped as he hears a chuckle in the phone.
“You guys are so cute. Anyway, thanks man, sorry you must sacrifice your only day off. I know how busy you’re,” Zanka stared down to his leather black shoes. They were covered in red stains and blood.
Good thing, they’re black.
“It’s fine. I’ll see ya’ at the meeting tomorrow”
“SEE YA- “
He clicked the red button and leaned against the leather chair.
“Where too? Sorry sir, I didn’t ask earlier since you were on a call” The driver asked, slowly turning his head.
The following day when the time hit 10pm, Zanka went off to the cleaner HQ and got dropped off by his uber driver. All uber drivers were all under controlled by the cleaners, so the driver knew about Zanka being in a mafia organization.
Zanka entered the front door, with his black fitted suit, earrings dangling making sounds as he walked. He went up to the receptionist's desk to meet with a woman with round glasses, wearing a bra with no shirt but a black blazer over it with a tag that says ‘Semiu’ and black fancy pants.
“Sup big sis” he nonchalantly said with no expression.
“Hey Zanka, glad you’re here. Sorry to ruin your day off but as you know from Enjin we had a serious meeting to discuss with every cleaner member” She glanced up at him.
“Yeah, I’ve heard, sounds big”
“Yeah, it is.” She paused “Anyway, go to the usual meeting room, the top floor” Semiu hand pointed up to the ceiling as she looked down to her desk.
“Thanks.” He said as he went to the elevator and clicked on the top floor. He crossed his arms and leaned against the wall.
He felt the elevator going up until it stopped midway.
“Hmm? I didn’t click this level?” He murmured. To his confusion, he heard a ‘Bing’ from the door and opened to see a tattooed blonde man that’s pushing 30’s, wearing a black button up top with some buttons being undone, revealing his chest, His sleeves were rolled up revealing his forearm tattoos and black work pants with a brown belt.
To his right is a female red head that’s tied up a messy scissor-like hair. She’s wearing a silk red dress that shows off her snatched waist, and the skirt stopped at her mid-thigh and along with black leather heel boots topping of the outfit. To add some touches, she wore a silver necklace with a red shiny ruby.
And the left of the blonde man side is a young boy with a sour look that has dark circles under his eyes. Messy white hair with black tips and wearing the same thing Zanka is wearing, except Rudo under shirt is dark red and still wearing his dirty old gloves while Zanka’s undershirt is blue.
The females' emerald eyes lit up seeing the boy in the elevator “Zanka! Big bro!” she jumped and embraced him in a big hug as Zanka let out a yelp, trying to push her away so he could breathe “R-Riyo…I can’t breathe...” he grunts.
“Ay Riyo don’t kill him alright, you know how much he hates it when someone touches him.” Enjin chuckled and went inside the elevator along with Rudo and clicked the button that goes up to the top floor.
Riyo finally let go of Zanka as she chuckled and placed her arm around his shoulder and forced him to bend over to her height level. “That’s the point, I love our Zanka being pissy” She chuckled even more as Zanka gave her a frown and shoved her away, making Riyo laugh even more.
Zanka fixed his suit and glanced down at Rudo, who was next to him. “So, what happened?” Rudo flinched as his red eyes went up to Zanka and glanced back down at the floor, unable to look at him. “Well... to be honest, I don’t know what happened that night,” he paused.
The atmosphere in the elevator had an intense heavy silence between the four of them. “Me and Riyo were on a mission, my first mission and- I don’t know...a bunch of people who I and Riyo didn’t know were attacking us but all we know is that they’re from a different organization group. He said as his eyes still fixed on the floor, fiddling with his gloves.
“Did they ever mention who they are and what gang they’re from?” Enjin raised a brow.
“Not that we ever heard of” Riyo responded as she bends down fixing her heels. “But I remember they once said that their boss owns the same brand of Rudo’s gloves. I don’t know but I feel like their way to beat the spherite is because of the brand of Rudo's gloves that he's wearing. If they want Rudo it’s probably because they're after his gloves.” She got up, glancing at Rudo’s gloves.
The silence got interrupted as they heard a sound ‘bling’ and the elevator door opened. “Oh well, let's go gang! We got a meeting to catch up on!” Enjin said as he marched down the hall along with others following closely behind him.
They finally reached the meeting room and opened the door, revealing a bunch of the cleaners' members, sitting around a big oval glass table. multiple eyes looked their way and latched onto the group.
“Hey guys! How’s it going” The blonde cheered as he entered and sat on of the chairs next to a light blonde hair with a scar across his eye. The three went sitting next to each other, Rudo next to Enjin, Riyo next to Rudo and Zanka next to Riyo on his left side, on his right side is a charming man with a burn scar on his face, his hair is split into half up and half down, showing two different colors, blonde and dark navy blue. He’s wearing a black button up top and over it is a white vest with gold patterns and along with some white pants that match the white top.
The charming man rested his elbow on the table and put his hand under his chin “Surprising seeing you here, Zanka” he softly smiled. “Yeah, I heard the meeting is urgent, so I have to attend.” He huffed. “Plus, Enjin told me to go so...” he brought up a hand to rub the back of his neck.
“Hmm, I thought so. I knew today was your day off. Anyhow, how was uni so far?” Tamsy and Zanka go to the same university but of course they don’t do the same major, so they don’t have any classes together, but they became friends ever since Zanka joined the cleaners and Tamsy recommended him to go to the same university as him. But not only does Tamsy go to the same university but so does Riyo
“Eh..it’s been alright, just busy studyin’, ya’ know?” he replied dryly
“Oh, Zanka you’re such an overachiever” he snickered. “You need to calm down and take a break, yeah? The semester just started.” Tamsy patted his shoulder, but Zanka flinched and shoved his hand away, causing Tamsy to chuckle more.
“Riyo came from Zanka side and interrupted “Hey Tamsy!” She brought up her hand above his head as they both high fived, making both of them giggled until Riyo realized something in her head. “Oh my gosh!” she gasps as she said emphasized each syllable separately exaggerating it, “I forgot to tell you guys something! I’ll tell you when this meeting ends, kay?”
They both nodded and moments later, the chattering of the room stopped as a tall man entered the room along with Semiu with a tablet on her hand. He politely sat down on a big chair and slowly opened his mouth to speak.
“Thank you all for coming on such short notice. I’m sorry to bring you all in under these circumstances, but we have something very serious to discuss. I want you all to sit comfortably and listen carefully. If anyone didn’t know, last night, Rudo and Riyo were involved in an incident. Both were attacked by a group outside our organization.” Zanka glanced at Rudo who had a frown on his face, showing guilt. “As of hearing this news, I wanted to make sure our acquaintances are safe. We all see each other as part of our little family here. Seeing any one of you hurt is something I take very personally. And I want you to know that your safety is, and always will be, my highest priority. Not just you guys but also the cleaners.”
The atmosphere in the room changed; it was heavy and uncomfortable.
“A few hours after that incident with Rudo and Riyo. Semiu received a call from someone who attacked our members.” Everyone in the room started out noises.
“Boss, who are they?”
“Why did they attack our members?”
“Should we take charge, sir?”
“The audacity for them to call our HQ!”
“Who are they!”
Some people in the room jumped from their chairs and started throwing multiple words at the boss, still sitting politely, but his gaze was piercing sharply.
The noises in the room were interrupted as Semiu slammed both of her palms to the surface of the table with full force “Quiet”! All of you! Let the boss speak ya’ fools!” She snapped as the others flinched and slowly sat back down in their seats.
There was a long pause of awkward silence until Semiu coughed “Sorry boss, continue.” She moved away from the table. “As I was saying, Semiu received a call from the other mafia organization that attacked us, they called themselves the ‘Raiders’.
Raiders? I haven’t heard of them. Zanka thought as he tilted his head. The only organization he heard of is Spherites, Trash Beasts, The Doll Fest, and the… Zanka stopped as he blinked out of his thinking bubble.
Hell Guards.
Semiu set up a board screen behind the boss, Corvus. Showing pictures that’s shown in shown.
A picture pops up with a big group, possibly larger than the cleaners. The group was wearing all black themes, but their outfits weren’t fancy as the cleaners wore. They look…well intimidating. Surprisingly, they aren’t wearing any masks to cover their identity, which was pretty stupid. Well to be fair, when cleaners are on a mission, they always wear these custom full masks on to cover their faces, Zanka thank for the cleaner designer, August. If cleaners didn’t provide masks to cover their face, Zanka’s life would surely be done for… especially when it comes to his family and his status.
Corvus stared at Riyo and Rudo from across the table “Do you recognize anyone?” Riyo and Rudo both nodded horizontally, a sigh of no. “They were all wearing hoodies, so we couldn’t see their faces clear and plus they attacked us in an alleyway, so it was completely dark” Riyo replied as Rudo nodded along with her. Corvus nodded once and stood up and brought a pointer that was on the table and pointed towards the photo.
“Semiu did some research on them and collected information of each of the following members in the photo, you can’t see them clearly because of the poor quality and some of their faces are facing away from the camera.” Corvus pointed at the man with a big coat that has a similar brand to Rudo. “I assume this man is the boss of the Raiders, he has a brand on his coat that has a symbol, similar to Rudo which is why they’re after him, not because he’s a spherite but also his gloves” The boss stated as the commotion in the room chattered.
Riyo leaned over and whispered into Zanka’s ear “I was correct” she brought a big grin to her face as the boy with the earrings let out a sigh.
The meeting continued and discussed what’s going to happen and what we were going to do with the Raiders that had suddenly attacked the cleaners with no warning. Semiu mentioned that the Raiders wanted to start a battle by this Friday tonight at 12. Which made Zanka flinched because he has a lot to study and his assignment papers are going to be brough out soon, but Enjin convinced him and he couldn’t say no.
The next day, Zanka got dropped off to his university alongside Riyo and Tamsy. They went to the café nearby before Zanka headed off to his class. They ordered their food and drinks and found a table that’s in the corner.
“Also, Riyo.” Tamsy tapped Riyo shoulder.
“You were supposed to tell us something right after the meeting yesterday? I forgot about it too, so I didn’t remind you.”
“Same here.” Zanka said before he took a sip of his iced matcha.
Riyo clapped her hands as she was about to say something exciting “Oh yes! Okay, okay, okay... so I heard one of my girls that there’s this new cute guy!” She said as her eyes lit up with a wide grin. Zanka raised a brow “So? There’s plenty of new people this semester, what makes him so special?” He said and went back, sipping his drink. Damn that iced matcha is so good.
“Aha! Not just any cute guy, he’s fricking gorgeous.” She exaggerated while using a lot of hand gestures.
Tamsy whistled next to Zanka, playing his vanilla milkshake straw. “How cute is he?” He asked, curiously.
Riyo smirked and sighed, leaning her elbow on the table and resting her palms under her chin. “If I wasn’t lesbian, I’d say 8.5/10” She chuckled. Zanka blinked twice “Wow that’s high coming from you” he said, getting a tissue to wipe his mouth “I know right! That means he is madly gorgeous! But to be honest he lowkey looks like a playboy”
Zanka continued taking a sip of his iced matcha as he remembered something similar. His mind flashed back of that attractive hot guy in the purple hoodie nearby at the club and the area he was missioned to kill someone.
“Hmm? How so?” Tamsy asked and leaned back on his chair as Riyo glanced at her food. "Well, I saw him with a bunch of women the moment he stepped into our campus. And well I kind of bump into him having a make out session with a guy” she said as Zanka made a disgusted face. Eww, he’s one of those types, Zanka thought.
Tamsy smirked “oh looks like I got a chance ay? If he swings that way or possibly both ways” he teased as Zanka coughed on his drink, making Riyo and Tamsy snickered.
“You guys are so disgusting” he frowned wiping his mouth with a tissue he just used.
“Well, Zanka you wouldn’t understand us.” Riyo shrugged. “Zanka you late-bloomer!” Tamsy chuckled.
“Oi! Late-bloomer? What is that suppos’ to me” Zanka frowned, side eyeing Tamsy next to him.
“You just never got involved in any... uhh... you know? Any romantic stuff? Have you even had a crush before or even thought about someone cute?” Honestly, Zanka took a moment to think about that. He’s always busy with his life and focused on himself more than on romance. There will be people asking him out, girl or boy, but he just declines.
“Nah, never thought of bein’ in a relationship with someone, won’ worth my time” the ash blonde said as the red head in front of him groaned. “You know, me and Tamsy should take you on speed dating?” She smirked as Tamsy cackled.
“Oh my gosh, Riyo” Zanka facepalmed. “What? You need to socialize more! That’s why you never got a girlfriend or boyfriend!” Riyo smirked as Zanka gave out a displeased look “Boyfrien’? Yeah, hell no I ain’ gay” He glared at Riyo and Tamsy as they glanced at each other and then back at Zanka.
“Really?” They both said in unison.
Huh?
Zanka stared at them in both frustration and confusion.
“When I first saw you, I thought you were a femboy” Tamsy said straightforward as it was. Riyo bursted out laughing. Zanka veins popped to his forehead and turned to Tamy and smacked his forehead, feeling embarrassed.
“Frick you all! I gotta’ go to class now, I realized I have 5 minutes left” he said as he got up and waved at them goodbye. Riyo and Tamsy responded by waving back.
“Alright bye Zanka” “Bye you loser!” They both chuckled as Zanka left nonchalantly.
He made it to his class on time and picked his usual spot to sit at the corner and slightly in the back seat.
He brought out his laptop, small pencil case and a notebook in front of him as the class around him was chattering. Yes, he’s that quiet kid always in the corner, but he prefers it that way.
The professor walked in and went to his desk “alright students, today we have a new student that will be joining us today, make him feel welcomed.”
The new student went inside and walked in front of the class, Zanka didn’t bother looking until he glanced up to find out it was the guy he saw near the club. The people in the class started whispering, some could be heard as:
“He’s cute.”
“Is that the new guy people have been talking about?”
“Should I ask for his number and his socials?”
Zanka groaned quietly. Really?
This hot guy he has been staring at through the car window of that night where he killed somebody and turned out to be in his class.
Zanka covered his face as he couldn’t think anymore. He’s hoping that guy didn’t recognize him through the window since it was dark tilted but when he made eye contact with the same bright pink or magenta eyes. His bored expression slowly turned into a smile.
Crap.
Zanka’s face remained calm and tried to act like he had never seen this man in his entire life. The professor gestured his hands “Introduce yourself, young man” he softly smiled.
“yo, the name is Jabber, Jabber Wonger.” He quoted as the whispers in the class grew louder.
Ew. Even his voice tone sounds like one of those types. Zanka thought as he blinked twice. He went back to look at his laptop to do some typing. He noticed Jabber went to sit next to him. Oh hell no. Zanka glared at him as Jabber was talking to a girl behind him asking what he likes and why he moved here. Zanka didn’t listen afterwards; he just continued listening to whatever the professor was yapping about.
When class ended, Zanka started packing his stuff late as the others had already left. He wanted to add some touches to his notes and go to the library and study. He stood up and prepared to leave until his head nearly bumped into someone. Jabber.
Jabber stood there not moving and inch and blocking his way to prevent him from moving the table. “Oi, if ya’ don’ mind- “He got interrupted as the man in front of him leaned his head forward, close to Zanka. The other flinched from the closeness and moved back, but he felt a wall behind him. “Do I know you?” Jabber asked, bringing his hand to his scratch on his chin. “I swear I’ve seen that pretty big doe blue eyes before” Zanka stared at him in disbelief. “Dude, do ya’ have any idea on whatcha’ jus’ said?” Jabber let out an amused sound and smirked. “Hold up, now I remember.” He chuckled.
And damn it sounded so hot- wait what?
“You’re that guy that was staring at me at the club, when ya’were in the car” he pointed at Zanka’s chest and started poking him, Zanka reacted fast and slapped his hand away.
“I have no idea what yer’ talkin’ about.” Zanka grunts as he shoved Jabber’s shoulder and exited his way through and slammed the door behind him. As Zanka left the classroom, he brought his hand to his hair as he continued walking and lost in his thoughts.
What the hell? Does he have any personal space? I don’ see what the others see in him including Riyo and Tamsy, well actually not Tamsy. He hasn’t seen him yet.
He let out a sigh until he felt something vibrating in his pocket. He grabbed his phone to see a person on the screen and name that says ‘Hyo’.
Zanka raised a brow and answered it without hesitation.
“Hey, Ya’ good?”
“Yeah, I jus’ needed to check up on you”
“Hyo, I’m not a baby anymore, ‘kay?” He chuckled as he walked outside to a nearby park and sat on one of the benches.
“I just don’ want to umm... ya’ know... get ya’ hurt again”
Hyo and Zanka have known each other since childhood, true lifelong friends. Growing up side-by-side, they were often mistaken for a couple, but the truth was far from that. They shared deep respect for one another, but there were no romantic feelings between them. They went to the same school together, besides university and did martial arts, although Hyo would always end up ahead of him. Both came from wealthy families who eagerly hoped the two would end up together, seeing it as a perfect match. However, that was never going to happen...
Hyo wasn’t interested in men at all.
“Don’ worry Hyo, I’m fine.” He huffed as he fixed and adjusted his earrings, making a clinging sound. “As long as the Hell Guards doesn’t find out I belong to the cleaners, I should be fine.”
He heard a shaky breath coming from the phone. “Okay.” There was a moment of awkward silence until another voice interrupted it “So… how have you been doin’?” Hyo asked in her soft usual tone.
“It’s been goin’ alright.” He sighed. “jus’ tired recently. Some new gang called the ‘Raiders’ attacked some of the cleaners,which turned out to be my friends.”
“Oh. And what are ya’ guys goin’ to do about it?”
“I don’ know, but my boss mentioned that the Raider’s boss wanted to have a battle , tonight at 12.”
“Hold up, did ya’ say Raiders?” Hyo responded quicker than usual.
Zanka leaned into his phone, bringing it closer to his ear.
“Yes? Does that sound familiar to you?”
“Yes, actually. Recently, the Hell Guards got reports of their members getting injured and said the Raiders were responsible for this.”
Huh? Not only the cleaners but the Hell Guards as well, they must be a lot of trouble then.
Moments later of Zanka and Hyo talking on the phone, Hyo had to leave because she was attending the Hell Guard meeting soon which led them to say their goodbyes and ending the call.
Zanka went over to the library to study as he pulled his laptop and papers out of his tote bag and put them on the table in front of him.
The library was nearly empty; the usual bustle replaced by a heavy silence broken only by the soft rustle of pages and the occasional scratch of a pen. Zanka sat alone at a table that’s near a glass window, revealing a good view under the harsh glow of a reading lamp, surrounded by stacks of textbooks and notebooks. The faint scent of old paper filling the air.
His eyes never left the page as he meticulously highlighted key points, his pen moving with steady purpose. Around him, the shelves loomed tall and endless, but Zanka’s world was contained within the small circle of light on his desk.
Occasionally, a quiet footstep echoed nearby, but Zanka didn’t look up. Time slipped away unnoticed, hours fading into the deepening night. Others might have called it obsessive, but for Zanka, this was where he belonged.
His eyes started to get sleepier as he let out a yawn. He brought his head down to rest his forehead on his forearms.
“So... sleepy..” He murmured.
Jus’ maybe at least 10-minute break will do.
He stayed still at his spot, resting peacefully and soundly until he heard a loud slam on his table next to him. He flinched from that sound as he got up and glanced up to whoever ruined his nap time.
Zanka face went confused to frown when he saw the familiar face. “Ayeee? You still here? Ya’ know it's like 7pm right?” Zanka blinked.
Wait...? 7pm? Has he been studying for 9 hours straight?!
Zanka panicked as he heard his stomach growl. It was loud and proud.
Jabber heard that and started laughing “HAHA MAN HOW LONG HAVE YA’ BEEN IN THIS LIBRARY????” Jabber continued laughing as Zanka’s face flushed red from embarrassment. He started shushing the guy with locks as he realized; he was too loud. “Can ya’ shut up! We’re in a library” Zanka hissed but Jabbers laugh kept going. “Oi- “
“Ehem.”
A loud cough came from behind Zanka and Jabber as an old lady stood there with her arms crossed, looking pissed. Afterwards, she kicked both of them out for being too loud and that made Zanka pissed.
“I hate you, ya’ idiot.” Zanka glared at the other as Jabber put his hands up, surrendering. “Ay? Hating on me on my first day? We barely had a conversation and yet you’re already glaring at me like you’re about to kill me” he raised a brow with his stupid smug on his face.
That’s because I do want to kill, ya’.
Zanka ignored jabber as he turned to walk away, planning to head straight home after this. But before he could take another step, a hand grabbed his wrist, pulling him back. Annoyed at the unwanted touch on his skin, Zanka’s patience snapped. He clenched his fist, ready to strike, knowing that landing a punch would shatter the flawless image he’d carefully maintained. The thought of how the people who admired him would recoil in disgust at the sight of a bruised, battered face flashed through his mind. Yet…
He didn’t bring up his fist as it was still staying low, his body was close to his, feeling each other’s breath. Zanka could feel his large hand around his wrist with rings and bracelets making his skin tickle from the cool touch. He should have moved away and pushed him off, spitting out insults and left but he didn’t. Not doing that when he’s looking at me like that.
“ya’ hungry?”