“Okay, listen. What's your name again? Wait, forget about that. We need to set some ground rules first and we need to tell you about our... I guess you can call it a living area.” Some guy in the van said. He was the one who pulled me. What was his name again? “My name is Joon Myun but really forget that name. Call me Suho.” He read my mind. My eyes widened and my mouth opened, about to ask him how he knew what I was thinking. “You said that out loud. Now, our rules. No spending our money without any member's permission. Shower time is maximum of 10 minutes, any second more than that, you'll be pulled out of the bathroom even if you're... not clothed.” He hesitated and I chuckled silently, my head lowered. “No borrowing of anyone's items without permission. If you like breaking things to vent your anger, please just go out of the house to punch the walls. If you break anything on purpose, your punishment won't be that pleasant. That's pretty much it. Just basic respect and I hope we don't have to teach you that.” He finished up. Another member, I noticed his name was Kris, spoke up, “You'll have your first battle with one of us later and tomorrow to check for skills. Also, if we think you're up to our standards, one of us will bring you down to the main office to get your choker and your jab.” I nodded silently, processing all the information that I was fed with. Okay, battle later, battle tomorrow. Wait, what if I get injured. Hold up, what jab? Did they want to inject some sort of tracker or something in me or what? “Jin, that's your name right? If you didn't know because you were a Lonter or something that the jab is for Senior gangs then I'll explain it real quick now. The jab is for the Senior gangs like I just said and we have different abilities after getting the jab. It's like, we have powers? Every Senior gang member has a power of a different kind and you'll get one if you deserve to be a Senior gang member. Also, don't worry about getting injured because my power is to heal so we can battle repeatedly without having to worry about injuries.” The dimple boy said. My mouth rounded into an 'o' and I nodded. I think his name was Li or Lin or Lay- oh right, it's Lay. After the next few hours -actually just an hour-, we arrived at our living area and boy did I not expect that it was not a house at all.

“You live in a cave? Like an actual cave?” I choked out. I only realised that what I said may offend them but weren't they supposed to be rich? “Yes, we do. Do you have a problem with living in a cave?” Someone questioned. He was tan, he looked intimidating but he's a y boy, a really y- did I just think of that? Holy crap, what was happening to my mind? I shook my head and followed the gang into the cave. It was super dark, pitch black and sounds of dripping water -or blood- was echoing throughout the whole journey to the living area. When we reached the end of the cave, it was actually a dead end but what I didn't notice was the small fingerprint scanner that Suho placed his thumb on. The cave walls vibrated and the part where it was a “dead end” opened up and a metal door showed up. The jingle of keys made me wake up from my moments of appreciating the cool cave like thing. A sleek black metal rod was shoved into the keyhole -more like a rod hole- and the metal door slid open, showing me a wonderful, gorgeous interior. There was a glass spiral staircase with glass railings. It was pitch black but as we walked down each step, the lights seemed to automatically turn on. The end of the stairs led us to a shoe rack and the members took off their shoes. Flustered, I hurriedly took off mine as well. Just next to the shoe rack was another door, just that it was a glass door. Why bother having a door if it was glass right? Waste of money. The door was bulletproof -a fact I didn't know of- and the door opened after having another rod stuck into the hole, just that this rod was white. The door opened and we walked in, the door closing shut after I stepped in. I was then met with a corridor which was filled with exactly 12 paintings hung on either side of the wall. As we walked thorough it, each member stopped at each painting and they moved the painting to the side. So one painting for one member. Behind the painting was something I did not ever expect. It was a cupboard with a pin lock -something like a safe-