Thieves, basically a criminal, but its not like every thief choose this life. The life of never-ending fear, risks, and wrong. Like most people say, " Dont judge a book by its cover, " because you ever know what lies in the past. Remember people change, but they change for reasons. Thief     Foreword                                                                    A male figure broke in easily. He locked the door without a sound. He walked and his steps were quiet.   " Shit, " he muttered under his breath as he discovered a figure in bed. He quietly went to look around the house, but he froze when he heard a  sound.  The figure on the bed got up. It was a girl - he could tell because of her long hair and curves. He immediately hid himself. She walked towards a door and  closed it, but on her way there her hands were in front of her. Shes blind.         Woohyun snapped out of his thoughts when he heard the door open. Woohyun held his breath. She walked right next to him and she went to her bed. After a few  moments, Woohyun took a breath and let out a quiet sigh. He looked at her. She was a small and short girl. She was pretty, but not beautiful. She had beautiful lips  though. Her eyes suddenly shot open and Woohyuns eyes widen. It cant be, he thought.     The girl sat up and hugged her knee. She had the same scary dream again. She rocked her body, Sunny its ok. Gwenchana, she told herself.  She was gonna lay back down, but she heard something. She pretend to not notice and close her eyes. After a while, she heard a voice. It cant be anything,   she thought as she denied herself.         " Sunny, " the voice said and her world went crashing down.         The figure went to her bed.      " Sunny, " that same voice said. Her tears fell and she shutted her eyes tightly. Her bed let out a creak as the figure sat on it. She felt the figure hug  her.          " Where have you been? " the voice said. Woohyun. she thought as her tears continued to fall. She continued to lay there lifelessly. She refused to talk. She wanted to  hide from this. Go away, she thought. However, the figure was still there and his warmth. She held back the urge to hug him. No. Sunny, no. she commanded herself. Her  hands gripped tighter on the bed sheets as Woohyuns tears fell on her back.