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minjoo's POV
us two squadrons walk side by side, crossing through the barricades. our arrival draws the eyes of students in training.
'squadrons two and four?'
'didn't they both go for shooting practice?'
'what happened to them?'
the silence remains as our teams go separate ways.
it seems like all of us have the same idea as we enter through through the doors of our homeroom classroom.
"omo! what happened to all of you?" ms. han asks in surprise.
we probably looked like complete messes.
hair all over the place. sweat soaking through our uniforms. faces brushed with dirt.
before any of us speak— taeyong, jaehyun, and minha prance into the room. eyes displaying a mix of defeat and determination.
"ms. han, can you step out for a moment. sergeants jeong and kim will accompany you." taeyong says.
ms. han nods and both sergeants guide her into the hallway— where i assume that they will explain what happened with her individually.
the two older soldiers stand in the front of the room, taking a good look at us.
we are all exhausted and i know for sure that i have bags under my eyes.
"oh, my little guppies." taeyong says softly with a hint of sorrow and regret, but smiles to try and relieve the dampened mood.
"i'm truly and deeply sorry for what you had to witness today." he sadly speaks.
"it's not your fault, hyung." sangwon declares.
"yes it is. i lead you out there. i lead you straight into danger that i knew you weren't truly ready for. you had to see such gruesome things up close." taeyong chokes up.
"we all followed you because we trust you. squadron two was in trouble and we were all willing to help." taesoo states honestly.
"we are a bit beat up... but we just need rest. that's all." sora explains with a small smile.
"i still feel awful." taeyong responds.
there is a few moments of quiet before i speak up.
"can i...perhaps... talk to sergeant kim if she has time?" i ask taeyong.
he gives me a knowing look and nods.
"you can talk to her now, if you'd like." he suggests.
i nod my head and stand up before walking out of the classroom.
at the end of the hall, jaehyun and minha are talking with ms. han. minha's eyes flicker over to mine and she excuses herself.
she motions for me to join her in an empty classroom.
