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That noon, We all filled and signed a petition to return home, Yoo-Jeong and Young-Shin were the two who submitted it to Lieutenant Lee. However, as expected, it was tore by lieutenant Lee, who claimed that our parents had already been sent to shelter as part of the national evacuation order. So here we are, back to training, and back to square one.
"Run faster!"
"You'll be as good as dead if you run like this."
"Run if you wish to survive."
"Keep moving."
"Keep guns pointed up!"
"Run if you wish to live."
Lieutenant Lee was continually screaming at us and shoving us around as we began our training; you could tell that none of us were in great either physical or mental shape, but we persevered the training. I screamed it all out as I started hitting the car tire in front of me, releasing all of my rage, despair, and sorrow.
"Commander Lee I can't, I can't do this anymore." I came to a halt when I watched Yoo-Jeong crouching on the ground in front of Lieutenant Lee, weeping. and I couldn't stop myself from sobbing even more.
"Nothing hurts more than trying your absolute best and still not being good enough. Can someone please be proud of us? Like Fuck we are trying."
-Time skip-
"The hall is clear, we are free to talk!" Soo-Cheol stated after checking the corridors. When night fell, we all gathered to discuss a plan for what to do next.
So here we were in the guys' chamber. The others were grouped around the table, chatting and waiting for me and Jang-Soo as we sat at one of the nearby beds. I had earlier noticed several little scratches on his arm, so I was now patching them up for him. Of course, he tried to refuse, claiming that they were insignificant, but I didn't buy it, and knowing how stubborn I am, he agreed defeated.
"Does it hurt!". I asked worriedly as I applied some disinfectant to the cuts, he only shook his head as a no and I nodded.
"How do you feel?" He asked, and I ceased what I was doing for few seconds. What was I supposed to say? That I'm scared? That I'm angry at him after what he did earlier, And how I can not appreciate him for risking his own life for the sake of others, or the fact that I want to hug him until we both feel okay? I was not sure which exact statement should I voice, so I did what's best, covering up my real feelings with sarcasm.
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