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19. Fathers are a different breed

Boulevard Of Broken Dreams - Green Day

Jimin

Taehyung was in my room. We have prepared quiz cards for our weekly subjects. "Pentavalent vaccine is made by?" I fired the question at him.

His face scrunched, but then I also heard distant sirens. Our eyes widened. "What in the world?"

Throwing our blankets aside, we stormed out and found many students in the corridors. "Fire! Fire!"

We heard it too. Fire alarms. Unsure about the wing in which the fire had started, we decided to get out of the dorm building.

There it was, thick smoke and dancing flashes of bright gold and orange. "Junior wing," Taehyung pointed and my eyes enlarged. Ulrich and Jungkook were there. Fuck.

Our footsteps took us there, but the internal firefighting committee was there, too, restricting anyone who was trying to get close.

The whole corridor of the rooms was blocked with hovering smoke with no clear sight to cleave our way through it. "Is there any casualty?" We both asked the man with a fire extinguisher, but there was chaos around. People yelling. Coughing. He didn't hear us, or if he did, he didn't care to respond.

My heart was uncontrollable. Forgotten was cold as we stood there in only our t-shirts and pajamas. It was through the thick smoke that a group emerged, all in neon safety jackets around them. "Jungkook," I spotted him. My mouth left his name as I grabbed Taehyung's skin to gain his focus.

His eyes were wild as he must've been planning how to find another route for entry. I had to jostle him out of it before we ran around the traffic cones that they had placed on the ground to make a partition.

Once the students were out, the team didn't bother to check them. Their priority right now was to get as many students out who were still stuck inside.

As we rushed to the group, a few other seniors also joined us. "Medical help was on the way after our internal system collapsed. There were more students than our medical rooms could accommodate." I heard from one of my classmates, who was also at the site.

"Until the team comes, we can help them all." I was torn between whom to attend first, but Jungkook took one look at me and he fell into my arms. Of course, he wasn't still on talking terms with Taehyung, but I didn't think the result would be any different if he was.

How would I stop him from coming after me? But that was the question for later.

I chanced a glance at Taehyung who nodded at me, holding Ulrich. We supported the two juniors, bringing them away into the fresh air. They were wheezing, their skin had carbon residue, and on closer inspection, we found their nostrils all black. It was taking them a great deal of effort to cough. "It's okay, you are safe now. I'll help you." I kept repeating it.

These boys were in the first year and they still had to learn, but being in the fourth year, we were taught by now to aid in cases of snake bite, second-degree burns, fractures, poisoning, and anxiety attacks.

We took them back to my room. Jungkook fell on the bed while Ulrich rushed up to the washroom to throw up. He was in pain. Jungkook was also in pain. More than pain, he looked terrified.