LOVE ME HARDER

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Jennie's evening was being disrupted by incessant calls from an unidentified caller, causing her to lose her appetite. Concerned, Rosé glanced at Jennie, sensing her distress. The desire to toss her phone and end the harassing calls overwhelmed Jennie.

Suddenly, the ringing stopped.

Jennie's heart raced as a new message notification sounded on her phone. With widening eyes, she quickly checked the screen and found an alarming photo, capturing her amidst a bustling crowd. Her gaze darted and scanned her surroundings, searching for the shadowy figure responsible for invading her peace.

Abruptly, the phone began to ring again.

Reacting swiftly, Rosé seized Jennie's phone and answered, her voice tinged with annoyance. "Who is this?" She demanded, curiosity mingled with a hint of trepidation. The caller, unable to suppress a giggle, replied.

"Rosie, I never expected it would be you to pick up the phone."

"I wanted to agitate Jennie until she loses her mind. It seemed like a thrilling spectacle to behold. All for the sake of being close to you, I'd go to lengths." Laughter filled the line, leaving Rosé glancing at Jennie with fear while the cat-eyed girl peered around, still searching for the mysterious stalker.

"Don't be afraid, Rosie. Just act like your friend Y/N, unwavering determination to escape her deranged partners."

"Suzy…" Rosé whispered, recognition dawning upon her.

"Yes, Rosie. I'm here." The caller confirmed.

Jennie snatched the phone from Rosé, pressing it to her ear in fury. "You despicable coward, where are you?" She growled, her voice filled with venomous anger.

"Somewhere beyond your sight, Jennie Kim, toying with your sanity." The voice retorted before abruptly ending the call. The piercing sound of a gunshot then resounded, echoing throughout the restaurant. Jennie collapsed to the floor, a bullet piercing her shoulder.

Amidst the ensuing chaos of panicked screams and fleeing guests, Rosé cradled Jennie protectively, applying pressure to stem the bleeding. Tears streamed down Rosé's face as she gazed at her wounded fiancée.

"That witch."

-

"I don't have any friends here. Being lonely really sucks." Sana confided, sharing her experience in prison with you. She spoke about how she had to take care of herself alone and often imagined a life outside with you.

Sana's words filled the room as you brooded in silence, contemplating your escape plan - whether to assist Miyeon or find a way out alongside Sana.

But then, the door suddenly swung open, causing both of you to startle. It was one of Miyeon's men, wearing the same intimidating masks as before. He glanced at you before striding purposefully towards your corner.

"You've been given a day to think. Now talk." He commanded, gripping your hair forcefully before hauling you out of the room. Sana tried to intervene, but her weakened state caused her to be easily pushed aside.

Sana stood frozen, her eyes fixed on your disappearing figure as the door slowly closed. A sense of determination swept over her, and she began scheming her escape.

These people don't know what Sana was truly capable of.

As you were dragged along by your hair, you took in the faces of unfamiliar men - most likely Miyeon's associates. The place was so bright compare to the place you had been confined in, brightly lit with no windows, just a single hanging lightbulb.

He led you down to the basement where Miyeon awaited. Roughly forcing you into a chair, he securely tied you up with a rope. Your gaze met Miyeon's, filled with defiance. "I won't be taking your offer." You retorted firmly.

Miyeon's disappointment was evident on her face; she had truly believed you would assist her. "Well, if that's your choice, then it seems you'd rather see Sana dead." She sneered.

-

"Excuse me? I'm hungry." Sana called out, rapping her knuckles on the door. She hoped to appeal to the person on the other side, reminding them that keeping their hostage hungry could be detrimental. There was a brief pause, filled with anticipation.

"Fine." The man guarding the door finally relented, unlocking it. As the door swung open, he was taken aback to discover that all the lights had suddenly gone out.

It was disorienting; he was sure there had been light here. Doubt began to creep into his mind, questioning if this woman was playing tricks on him.

Fumbling in the darkness, he reached out in search of the light switch but received an electric shock instead as his fingers made contact. "Ow, damn it!" He exclaimed, holding his injured hand.

Startled, he turned around only to see the door mysteriously closing behind him, as if moved by an invisible force. Panic started to well up inside him.

"Hey, where the hell are you?" He shouted, his impatience growing. He cautiously explored the room, feeling his way along the walls with his hands. The darkness seemed to heighten his fear, causing his heart to race uncontrollably.

Suddenly, a hand shot out from the shadows, seizing him by the hair and smashing his head violently against the wall.

Sana relentlessly continued her assault, repeatedly slamming his head back and forth. Though she couldn't see the blood, she knew the extent of the damage she was capable of inflicting.

When the man finally ceased his futile struggles, Sana rifled through his pockets in search of a weapon. After a thorough search, her hand closed around something cold and metallic. A gun, just what she needed.

Pressing the gun firmly against the man's chin, she exerted pressure before pulling the trigger. The deafening gunshot reverberated through the room, filling the air with its echoing sound.

Sana remained resolute, her expression remaining unchanged as she stepped away from the lifeless body. Covered in blood from the brutal encounter, she left the room, leaving no trace of the vulnerable Sana from earlier.

Psychothic Sana is back once again.

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Psycho Sana or Psycho Mina? ;))))