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I winced in pain as I dabbed the cut on the back of my neck trying to stop it from bleeding. It stung twice as much as I rubbed it with alcohol. I gripped onto the countertop, squeezing my eyes shut hoping the pain would go away anytime soon. I let out a sigh remembering those words those two gang members had told me. And I planned to keep my mouth shut no matter what in order to keep Yongguk and the guys safe. I looked at my paper towel , soaked with blood and water. I brushed my hair back so my cut was unnoticeable, and I disposed of the towel. My eye caught sight of the black briefcase. It hung on a hook in Yongguk’s room, next to his drawer, a gun placed atop of it. My stomach turned as I took a shaky breath, pushing the door of his room slightly. My fingers touched the case, the roughness of black surface. I traced the golden lock, unlatching it and taking out the bottle containing the drugs, quietly closing the case back. Maybe there really was another way out of this. There had to be. I still took the bottle just in case I had to use it last resort. I silently tiptoed backwards, bumping into a large figure causing me to jump, dropping the plastic container filled with black pills. “What are you doing?” the deep voice asked me as I bent down, trying not meet eyes with whom I had bumped into. “Why are you in my room Min-Hyun?” he asked taking a step towards me. I shook a little trying to pick up the bottle as fast as I could. But it was too obvious. “Min-Hyun. What. Are. You. Doing.” he asked once again. I looked up at him, at Yongguk, and let out a burst of laughter. “Why are you so serious oppa? Geez, I don’t need a reason to be in your room.” I said avoiding his eyes again. He grabbed my wrist, twisting it slightly, forcing me to drop the bottle, as it slipped into his hand. I grunted in pain trying to free his death grip on me. “Yongguk, let go! That hurts, you jerk!” I cried out trying to pull my hand. He threw the bottle on his bed and backed me up against the wall, a glower set at me, as he took my other wrist pinning me to the wall. The empty briefcase swung once, then twice before it fell onto the floor. “Why do you need those drugs Min-Hyun. I’m only going to ask you once.” he growled. I swallowed my saliva, not giving an answer. He inched his face closer to mine, tightening his grip again. I attempted to blink back tears. I couldn’t let him get the best of me, I was doing this for BAP’s own sake. His hand suddenly grabbed my cheeks, his expression filled with annoyance. “Min-Hyun, ANSWER ME NOW!” he yelled. I could see Zelo’s eyes in the little gap that was left at the door, and another pair below them. A stream of embarrassment rushed down on me knowing everyone was watching this. He finally let go of me and hit the wall really hard with his fist, letting out a deep breath. “Min-Hyun, I’m sorry.” he relented. His eyes looked up to me, with a desperation for an answer. He wrapped his arms around me,