"I don't know anymore, my heart , will it change like that weather?"
- After like, I've

Friday, sickening calmness, troubled feelings

Buildings passed by them with the blink of their eyes, the city lights were like water colour paints splashing their vision blur.

The pathway was being more convoluted as they made random turns around corners, avoiding lampposts and passer-bys who could only stare in awe.

They were like hopeless characters in a video game, under the control of the player, except the only
action they could do now is to run for their lives.

The more they ran, the more lost they got, obviously.
Swerving round and round curbs as if the road was a malleable piece of iron metal.

"Are we there yet?" Jisung yelled curmudgeonly yet without halting his run.

"Till we lose track of them" Jeno heaved out breathlessly as he lead the group. His felt as if he was stepping on air, his head with a tinge of lightness.

"It feels like my brain is having merry go round
right now" Renjun groaned out, mind filled with disapprobation with this supposed 'plan b'

"Like you even have a brain" Haechan grumbled out jokingly.

"GUYS PLEASE THIS IS NOT THE TIME TO FIGHT" Jeno intervened as he cussed out in disbelief, phone gripped firmly in his hands, hoping for a phone call from heaven.

"We are literally chased by gunmans right now"

"This is a movie right" JinRin quipped as she ran beside Jeno.

This was their lot in life for the eight teenagers.
They have to find their way out of this one way or another.

"Have we lost them yet?"

Turning around to look behind them, they saw five guards sprinting towards them at full speed, avoiding all the obstacles in their path.

"Barely"

"We're doomed"

The two exchanged a look. Being the last of the group, the closest to the gunmans and somehow the scaredy cats of the group, Mark and Ji Geon were petrified.

Internally praying that god is on their side today, so that their Nike airs won't disobey their legs and trip and fall.

Their lives are in the hands of their shoes-?

"MARK JUST KNOW, YOU'RE A GOOD PERSON THOUGH YOUR JOKES MAKE NO SENSE TO ME" Ji Geon spluttered out a chain of words which Mark could only catch half of them.

"HUH?"

"OH MY GOD FORGET IT WE'RE REALLY GONNA DIE"

Their rather short exchange went incognisant to the rest of their friends as another problem arises, as if their lives weren't hard enough in the first place.

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"Guys where are you now, I repeat where is your location?" The guard muttered softly into his mic, careful not to be noticed by Sewon.

A buzzing noise replied, as if telling him there was something wrong.

"Think there's some connection issues" The other guard whispered, eyes darting around with fear of being noticed by his commander, the buff man who was holding the poor girl down.

"Why are we even sent here" Doyoung, the guard who is currently gently shaking the walkie-talkie sighed in disbelief.

"Maybe we should keep quiet first" The other guard, Taeyong sheepishly replied, head gesturing towards their commander less than a few metres away from where they were standing.

Their body instantly stiffened as the commander's eyes darted towards them as if sensing something amiss. A police dog is the right word to describe him. An injustice one.

The grasp on their guns tightened, eyes staring at Jaemin on command. They watched as the boy stopped in his tracks, mind wondering why did he just pick up a string from the ground.

As the commander slowly turn his head back in the opposite direction, the hairs on their arms finally relaxed.

"Will we get arrested?" Taeyong mumbled worryingly.

"Not if we help the Jaemin guy"

"I know I know but how are we supposed to help him"

"It's the three of us against more than ten guards, we'll die before the police even arrive"

"Blackmail the rest of the guards?" Taeyong suggested.

"Are you drunk?"

"No... I'm not"

"Should we call their friends back? It means more man power?" Taeyong suggested, this time rationally.

"Doesn't that mean more people to protect... I doubt all of them can fight one on one with gunmans."

" That's a good point...What the hell do we do..."

" Maybe you guys should just give up"
The walkie-talkie buzzed alive as Doyoung nervously attached it on his shoulder.

"Jaehyun?"

"I eavesdropped"

"Why do you sound so breathless- oh"

"Should we really just help them Hyung?" Jaehyun panted out, questioning his morals for the nth time.

"It feels wrong not gonna lie" A rasp voice added on beside Jaehyun.

" What should we do with his friends then?"
Taeyong asked, genuinely concerned.

"Where and what are you guys up to currently"

"We caught them at a dead end and the rest of us have surrounded them. Currently waiting for instructions I guess" Amother voice sounded through the walkie-talkie.

"Commander didn't give u any?"

"He just mentioned to capture them-"

"Capture them and bring them here" A loud voice bellowed out, interrupting the silence outside within the space outside the meeting room.

"Roger that Sir" Jaehyun voice blared out in clarity, under covering all sorts of hesitance and betrayal.

"Commander—"

"You better zip your mouth shut or hell it is for you"
Johnny stared into Taeyong's eyes as if electrifying him.

He took a step back, mouth clicked with disappointment whilst roughly smacking his hands on Doyoung shoulder.

"Doyoung. I expected better from you"

"Sorry Sir. I quit." Doyoung hung his head down Low, lowly gritted out the two forbidden words.

Johnny's eyes grew redder by the second- never once has he heard those words spilling from his student's lips, especially when it comes to his best one.

"I train to become a private investigator, not being involved in crime." The boy bravely muttered out.

"What we're doing here is wrong, no matter the amount we benefit from this mission. Justice will always be served."

"Sir. I quit too" Taeyong voice trailed off.

What they didn't know was that quitting was their only way out of the darkness or evil.

The group of guards were so involved in their own troubles that the commotion in the meeting room went unnoticed to them.

"Sir, we have trouble" The guard pinning Mrs Lee down interrupted their conversation.

"Sungchan don't fool with me—"
Johnny gritted his teeth in annoyance, blood boiling at the betrayal he was facing and now, his foiled plan with Sewon.

The guard hanged his head down, feeling wronged yet again. The guard beside him was on edge after witnessing what had happened. "Commander sure would not be happy..." Shorato sighed, pursing his lips roughly.

Johnny's eyes scanned the scene and he finally saw his boss both knees on the ground, bailing out for validation.

The meeting room was filled with guards but none of them were moving nor helping her up.

"IDIOTS! Haven't I taught all of you better than this?"

He dashed forward. Being the only guy who moved, the sudden gust of wind made Sewon flinched, blurting out gibberish words vehemently.

"Sewon! Miss are you alright? Let me help you up"

The commander slowly carried the crying girl up, with her struggling to stand. Who knew whether she was acting or not?

"Johnny? I suppose"

A voice sounded in the meeting room, the slow creaking of the door as it closed shut.

"Time is precious, so let's just get to the point"
Jaemin's face showed no mercy, the amount of trouble, trauma and pain Sewon's plan has brought to him can never be forgiven.

"You and your guys have one choice, to submit Sewon to the authorities or I'll submit the both of you to the police"

"Don't sound of sly Jaemin, we all know you're just a bitch. Look what you've done to Sewon"

"Right, I don't mind going to the police for inspection, I have nothing to fear. What about you?"
Jaemin chuckled sarcastically.

Might as well end things his way, ending this hell of a ride on a memorable note.

"You're on your own by the way, Commander"
Jaemin's eyes looked pitifully at all the guards huddling up near the lift, as if wanting to get out of there immediately.

"Commander, the authorities are coming soon... I've heard" His wingman sounded through his walkie-talkie.

"There's no point in helping anymore, better to save ourselves before it's too late"