𝑯𝒆'𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒓 | 𝑵𝒊𝒌𝒊 𝑭𝑭

why?

3 days Later:-

Eunji's pov:-

I have my earbuds in I'm enjoying my walk to home the place that i love the most

I was walking until i saw a familiar figure , its 'AUDREY' I ran to Audrey and said "where the heck have you been for 3 days, And why are you so pale"

"Eunji listen to me"Audrey peut her hands on my shoulders "They are at your place,they are looking for you" She said looking scared , I look at her in confusion "what do you mean?"I questioned "Just listen to me and go home Right now"she replied

I left her and Started running while thinking what does she mean

I swung the door open wide, expecting the usual quiet at home, but what I got was straight-up chaos. There she was-my mom, hands raised, surrounded by eight sketchy-looking guys wearing masks. "What the hell is going on here?" I blurted out, my voice trembling with disbelief.

The room felt charged with tension as those masked dudes turned their attention to me. One of them had the nerve to smirk and say, "You're in the wrong place, sweetheart." Wrong place? This was my home!

Frustration boiled up inside me. "What the fuck are you doing to my mom?" I demanded, my fear mixing with a surge of anger. They exchanged glances, clearly not expecting this unexpected interference.

My mom, scared but still trying to protect me, managed to squeeze out, "Eunji, get out of here!" No way. I wasn't leaving her in this messed-up situation. I squared my shoulders, shooting those masked jerks a defiant glare. "You picked the wrong day to mess with us."

The room buzzed with a crazy mix of confusion, fear, and the kind of adrenaline that makes you forget to breathe. This wasn't a movie; it was my life, and I was damn well going to stand my ground against these masked intruders.

Mid-showdown, I scanned the room for a lifeline. Spotting a hefty vase, I channeled my inner action hero and chucked it at the closest masked dude. It crashed, buying us a moment. No time to celebrate-I pounced, a combo of pure adrenaline and "I'm-not-letting-you-hurt-my-mom" determination.

Pandemonium broke loose-shouts, things crashing, and my mom, now free, joining the fray with whatever makeshift weapon she could find. It was a total brawl, but we were holding our ground against these fools.

In the midst of the chaos, I ninja-dialed 911. My shaky voice spilled out the urgency, and hearing reinforcements were on the way fueled us even more. We were in a race against time, but damn, knowing help was coming gave us a boost.

The tide turned, and the intruders, realizing they were losing, booked it. We didn't chase them; we focused on safety until the cops rolled in.

When the police arrived, they took charge, rounding up the masked troublemakers and securing the place. It was surreal-the aftermath of a crazy night we somehow survived. Mom and I clung to each other, rattled but grateful we faced it head-on and came out on top.

Days later, it was a whirlwind of talking to the cops, beefing up security, and finding a newfound resilience. We couldn't erase the nightmare, but we weren't letting it define us. Together, my mom and I tackled whatever challenges came our way, our bond unbreakable after facing hell and back.

Breathing heavily, I grabbed my phone and dialed up Audrey, Olivia, and Ariana. The story spilled out in a frenzy-masked intruders, a showdown, and the insane claim that Enhypen supposedly sent them to kidnap my mom.

Audrey's voice crackled through the phone, "Wait, Enhypen? Are you serious?" I could sense their disbelief and concern mingling through the call.

"Yeah, it's nuts," I replied, trying to make sense of it myself. "But we fought them off, and the police got involved. The whole thing's a mess."