Until the end of the World - Minsung

Minho was 14 years old, it was already 2 years since Mister X left him alone in a deserted place after his training.

But after a few months of wandering and slashing zombies as much as he could, he met some armored guys walking around the place he transformed into a foster home, they were three, not that tall and well equipped. He thought it was some soldiers from the military when he first saw them at the window of his foster home, but he couldn't bring himself to call them, still traumatized by what the human race is able to do. They also looked like people of his age.

But the three guys spotted him at his window, and started walking to him, slowly.

Minho immediately crouched down, not being at sight anymore. He took a deep breath, since the incident, he felt threatened by strangers. He took one of his knives that were on the ground and stood up slowly, watching them again, trying to hide with the curtains.

One of them put both arms in the air, showing that they weren't threatening.

Minho felt at ease by the sign, so he decided to show himself, going out of his foster home, the small knife in his pocket. He wasn't reassured, but he knew he was able to defend himself. He also hoped the guys could be military, and help him.

"Are you military?"

Minho sounded confident in his tone, despite his young age. He wouldn't show any weaknesses to strangers.

"No we aren't, we're from JYP !" The tallest of them answered, an enthusiastic tone lacing his voice.

Minho showed a frown, he was confused.

"What's that?"

"Oh god, don't tell me you don't know what that is" The tallest stated again, a hand joining his forehead, he sounded disappointed

Minho didn't like his tone, he narrowed his eyes quickly at him, ready to punch the guy.

"Gosh, don't be mean Hyunjin." The other man said, nudging the Hyunjin kid a bit. "My name is Chan, we can explain to you what JYP is if you want? We're here for discovery, we aren't any threat"

Minho felt comfortable, the Chan guy understood rather quickly Minho's suspicion, and he was grateful. But the shortest man was narrowing his eyes at him, almost as if he was the one with suspicion now.

Minho gave a tiny smile to the three boys, and let them enter his foster home, trying to show that he wasn't a threat either.

Before entering the house, the smallest put a hand in front of the others, signaling them to not enter.

"Take your knife out or I'm not entering"

Minho was surprised that the kid realized he had a knife, that was impressive and he respected that. He complied and took it off, throwing it in his house, somewhere on the ground.

"I'm not a menace"

Minho wanted to clarify it

"I see that, I'm Changbin"

He took out his hand for Minho to shake it

"Minho"

They shook hands, and together entered the house.

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The four of them spend hours talking, introducing themselves, explaining what JYP is and how Minho ended up here all alone.

"So basically JYP is a city y'all created ? It's like a big organisation with communities so people can live there and provide for each other?" Minho asked, his eyes twinkling with hope.

"That's exactly like that, you can join us if you want" Changbin said, taking a sip of water.

"I'll be so glad" Minho couldn't stop but let out a big grin on his face.

"How old are you Minho?" Chan asked.

"I am twelve"

"I am thirteen, Changbin is eleven and Hyunjin is ten" Chan said.

"YOU'RE TEN?" Minho screamed, his eyes widened. "HOW COME YOU'RE TALLER THAN US"

The three of them started laughing at Minho's behavior, and Hyunjin started joking with him, a reassuring eye smile that made Minho feel warm.

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"Ah, that was the good old times" Minho said, falling on his bed at the dorm.

The day was exhausting, being soldiers in JYP was an exhaustive task, basically being everyday on discovery walks and slashing zombies, then coming back to the securised town, and going to sleep.

But he felt happy, he met friends, had a job and he was proud to be able to protect the people around him.

He closed his eyes and let the sleepiness take him, ready for another exhausting day to come.