Sasaeng Sister [In big roles: Sunghoon, Lee Know, skz, Ateez, Jungkook]

Chapter 10

Criminals were often caught because they made one little mistake. I swore letting me into a bathroom would be that mistake for these psychopaths.

A masked man guided me through an echoing hallway.

We passed multiple iron doors.

The building didn't seem functional for anything except holding hostages. The bathroom confirmed my beliefs. It was not one separate room like in normal houses, but the kind of thing you found in public spaces. There were two toilet stalls and a shared area for washing your hands, perfect for guards who kept watch over people locked behind those gray doors.

Seriously, the basement rooms couldn't even work as underground shelters because they weren't deep enough. We hadn't taken the stairs up or down, yet there was a window in the bathroom. It was small and close to the ceiling.

I might have fitted through.

It didn't matter though. Even if I had been able to squeezed through the window, the man would have stopped me before taking the first step that way. He eyed me incessantly, alert to even the smallest of my movements.

I got into another one of the stalls.

It had a window too!

I shut the door. The man opened it before I had time to lock it.

"You need to keep it open," he said.

"I can't pee without privacy. Please, let me close it. I won't lock it."

He narrowed his eyes but let the door fall shut. He held the knob from the other side, standing so close that his feet peeked inside the stall.

I peed, although I didn't really have that big of a need since I had puked everything out in the morning. While I sat on the toilet, I tried connecting to Wi-Fi, but there wasn't one.

Shit.

Sending online messages had been my plan.

My gaze landed on the window. I could have reached it if I climbed on a small sink under it. I had never understood why there needed to be one in the stall and one outside of it,  but it made perfect sense now. The sink was a stepping stone to freedom.

I quietly pulled my pants up. Unfortunately, the jeans swished against my skin.

"Are you ready?" the man asked from the other side, opening the door slightly.

"No! I'm not done!" I shouted.

There was a bar of soap on the sink. I quickly dropped it into the toilet.

The plop fooled the man, and he shut the door again.

"This is so embarrassing," I whined. "Please don't listen. I will open the tap for privacy."

He chuckled.

I hoped that the flowing water covered the noises I made as I climbed on the sides of the sink and opened the window.

A fresh breeze blew on my face.

The window was only slightly above ground level, so coming down on the other side was not a problem. The hardest part was to climb through.

As I pulled myself up, my foot hit the stall wall.

The man must have heard it, so there was no point in being quiet anymore. Only speed mattered.

I reached outside. Wet grass stuck between my fingers as I crawled forward.

I had to turn sideways to squeeze my hips through.