The lights of the city blurred as Kim ran through the narrow alleys, his heart pounding in his chest. The street lights cast long shadows across the wet pavement, but the night was no comfort. His lungs burned as he pushed himself harder, the sound of heavy footsteps growing louder behind him.
Don’t stop. Don’t stop. Don’t stop.
His mind raced, his breath coming in ragged bursts. He had gotten himself into something much deeper than he had ever intended.
Just a few months ago, he had been living a life that was, at best, a series of poor decisions strung together. Debt. Gambling. Loans from people who didn’t care about his excuses. And now, those people had come to collect.
It wasn’t just money anymore. His life was on the line.
Three men—three men he owed more than he could pay back—were after him. They weren’t just debt collectors. They were dangerous, and when they caught you, they didn’t just take money. They took everything.
I can’t go back there. Not like this.
He stumbled over a crack in the pavement, his foot catching awkwardly. The pain shot up his leg, but he forced himself to keep moving. He had to outrun them, or else...
I can’t think about it. I just need to get away.
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They’ll kill me. I know it.
He darts onto the main street, searching the crowd frantically. The men pursuing him spread out, scanning for him like wolves in the night. KIM’s chest tightens. He ducks into a nearby alley, pressing his back to the cold brick wall.
Suddenly, ZAIN (mid-20s, soft features but strong build) appears at the entrance of the alley, his phone glowing in his hand. KIM doesn’t hesitate. He grabs ZAIN by the arm and yanks him further into the shadows.
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Whoa, hey—! What the hell?
The lights of the city blurred as Kim ran through the narrow alleys, his heart pounding in his chest. The street lights cast long shadows across the wet pavement, but the night was no comfort. His lungs burned as he pushed himself harder, the sound of heavy footsteps growing louder behind him.
Don’t stop. Don’t stop. Don’t stop.
His mind raced, his breath coming in ragged bursts. He had gotten himself into something much deeper than he had ever intended.
Just a few months ago, he had been living a life that was, at best, a series of poor decisions strung together. Debt. Gambling. Loans from people who didn’t care about his excuses. And now, those people had come to collect.
It wasn’t just money anymore. His life was on the line.
Three men—three men he owed more than he could pay back—were after him. They weren’t just debt collectors. They were dangerous, and when they caught you, they didn’t just take money. They took everything.
I can’t go back there. Not like this.
He stumbled over a crack in the pavement, his foot catching awkwardly. The pain shot up his leg, but he forced himself to keep moving. He had to outrun them, or else...
I can’t think about it. I just need to get away.
KIM (V.O.)236Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKjqCwd40EN
They’ll kill me. I know it.
He darts onto the main street, searching the crowd frantically. The men pursuing him spread out, scanning for him like wolves in the night. KIM’s chest tightens. He ducks into a nearby alley, pressing his back to the cold brick wall.
Suddenly, ZAIN (mid-20s, soft features but strong build) appears at the entrance of the alley, his phone glowing in his hand. KIM doesn’t hesitate. He grabs ZAIN by the arm and yanks him further into the shadows.
ZAIN236Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡu19uuWnvNX
Whoa, hey—! What the hell?
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