"Irene!" 

Wendy yelled loudly when she saw two men came running in behind her.

Irene immediately turned the principal toward the charging with the knife to the principal's throat, but they didn't stop. One of them pulled out a gun, pointed dead straight at Irene and gesture a hands-up motion. Irene smirked when she dug the knife deeper, and the old man had been unconscious.

Wendy didn't recognize the men, their faces were covered carefully. She didn't care who the men were, her head was fixed on getting Irene out of the situation. Wendy dashed forward quickly, and one of the men shot in her direction but the bullet went straight to the ground. The brunette tackled Irene, who was quite tensed up at the moment and they both fall to the ground.

"Can you put the gun away now?" Wendy was laying on top of Irene and out of breath.

"But you get to know that old man's business now, so one of you will have to stay here." one of them smirked, as they slipped away the gun.

Of course, Wendy thought of this, she gulped and looked down on Irene, who was grunting. She carefully moved to the side with her hand still on Irene's back and glanced at the group.

"And tell your stupid snipers to be dead, I'm not doing any funny business here." he warned before he approached the fainted man, "And you, don't do anything funny."

Irene angrily and shyly shoved Wendy while glaring at her, gritting under her breath. The two had an awkward session, as they were staring at each other in front of a hoard of men. Wendy quickly nodded and told them they need a minute, she then rubbed Irene back despise the look the older give her.

"I'm more experienced than you," Wendy whispered while holding Irene's hand tightly.

"I hate you," Irene replied bitterly, as she watches the principal gains his consciousness back.Wendy sighed heavily and looked at Irene's small hand, the brunette patted it assuringly. Wendy didn't come alone, but she knew these men can shoot down Irene if they do anything suspicious. The brunette smiled warmly, and Irene can't help to fall for her sweet smile; Wendy reached over at Irene's hair and whispered gently.

"Aw, but I'm serious about falling in love with you. And I have protection inside me, so it's fine." Irene's eyes widened when she saw Wendy slowly let go of her hand, or maybe it's just her imagination that Wendy's movements were slow like that. The brunette had dashed forward while keeping it low and charged at one guy's foot. She twisted his anklet, making him grunt while falling down, which gives her the opportunity to grab his gun. Her movements were clean and ecstatic, almost too fascinating to watch. Wendy was bruised slightly on her left cheek, but the guy lying under her feet was worse. He had gotten a bullet to the back and was bleeding faintly.

Wendy pointed the gun to the group of guys right behind Irene, gritting her teeth."All of you drop your weapons, or I might have to kill another one. One bullet isn't much," she smirked, and quickly get a shot straight at one's feet.

The men staggered after the shot, and after they observed Wendy's confidence, they looked at each other and slowly dropped their guns. Things were going smooth, and Irene was still on the ground, looking shocked and still slightly stumbled with her onyxes shaking. The younger girl smiled, walked closer to Irene but still had her gun held high and her deadly gaze washed over the men. With one hand, she gently helped Irene to stand up and quickly shoved the gun into Irene's hand. "You got smoke bombs?" the brunette leaned in, her hands already touching Irene's belt full of small weapons she grabbed mindlessly before leaving the headquarter.

Irene reached out to grab Wendy's hand, it was warm, and Irene's hands were shaky and slightly cold. The raven-haired girl tried her best to maintain a calm composure to think rationally about escaping, she wouldn't risk Wendy's life for her father's death. 

In all honesty, the older girl had been snapped pretty hard when Wendy tackled her to the ground; she realized she had been exhausting her health for someone who's not even worth it. Irene let a smoke bomb rolls into Wendy's palm while taking one last glance at her father.

Whatever plan Wendy had, she'll play along with it well.

A smile drew at Wendy's lips when she saw how relaxed Irene was after all the tension, and the brunette gripped the smoke bomb steadily. If Irene despite her father that much, it wouldn't be good just to let that man run loose if she found out he had been creeping around with those drugs. Heck, Wendy can even report this as a mission she completed, as her company mostly fills with collecting illegal materials.

"I got you, little hamster." a voice suddenly whispered behind Wendy, and it wasn't a voice she recognizes.

The figure quickly fires a shot at the brunette's hips using a steel gun hidden in the black jacket, surprisingly made it through's her protection and delivers a burning pain straight up her upper body. A small grunt escaped her mouth, as she tried to turn over to get a shot at the anonymous person before slamming heavily onto the ground.

"Who the hell are you?" Wendy grinned her teeth, her eyes scanning over the men for any reactions but they're all dumbfounded.Irene managed to grasp a tight hold of the person, suspecting it was a female base on her physique.

"Irene!" the person spoke, small enough for Irene to hear but the grunting-and-on-the-ground Wendy can't.

The older girl's eyes widened in shocked as she realized who the mysterious person was, it was Hyoyeon who acted as a sniper but dashed down as soon as she saw Wendy tackling Irene. Hyoyeon suspected something is wrong when the two look intimate, but she didn't waste her time and quickly take charge of the guards outside to get in. The blond grabbed Irene's wrist to tried to get the two away, Wendy reached out and held Hyoyeon anklet tightly.

"Who-" she gushed."You know her?" Hyoyeon gestured toward the younger girl at Irene, and the two reluctantly looked around then at Wendy, who was still huffing.

"Wait..." Hyoyeon took a moment to look down, which she shouldn't have.A man quickly dashed toward the pair, but Irene was quick enough to pull a trigger and make him slipped on the floor. Irene then turned over and was greeted with utter shock by her friend, whom face was quite hilarious.

"Oh my god, Hyunie, is this....that girl?" the blond huffed while staring at Irene who was trying to look away.

"I'm her girlfriend, so what?" Wendy murmured under her breath, "Help me get up before we all get killed, I've done my part here."

Irene tucked her hand behind Wendy's hips to help the smaller girl up while glancing at Hyoyeon. The horde is confused since Hyoyeon start attacking Wendy and now Irene is helping her up. But in this situation, perplexed or not, they'll need to get those three killed; their weird acts don't matter. Wendy turned around and threw the smoke bomb she took from Irene's waist earlier, she couldn't care more about her wound since all the men had their guns up against them.

"A truck is outside, it's open." Wendy whispered next to Irene's ear, "It'll be safer than whatever method your friend has."

Irene gulped upon hearing the weak whisper from the younger girl, who still has the gaping wound. It wasn't deep, but it tore through her entire hip due to the wrestling, falling down and wriggling she did.

"Oh geez, move quicker for God's sake!" Wendy suddenly yelped loudly, pushing on to Irene's back and grunting to walk faster.

Behind the three, three men were already firing shots at the ceiling, trying to break the fragile lining and stop the three. It didn't quite able to stop them, Irene started to drag Wendy quicker, and Hyoyeon was trying her best to run out before the two to start the huge truck. Wendy's hands are holding tightly at Irene's shirted, her forehead began to sweat vigorously.

"I didn't know your friend hate me that much." she joked all the sudden, "You're so tensed."Irene was huffing heavily when she unlocks the truck's back and shoved Wendy on, the brunette was still hanging on to Irene when she saw the men running after them and getting on cars. The younger girl holds her breath and pulled Irene into the trunk with her while reaching up to the lock to shut the door shut. She immediately falls down after that, and Irene rushed over quickly with her hand brushing out strands of hand on her sweaty face.