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I'll Always Save You (Chisa) - Part 5

Asa sat in a small, dark room with a tiny window high on the wall. The room was cold, and the only sounds were her own breathing and the distant hum of traffic outside. Asa's wrists ached from the ropes that had been tightly bound for days. She had lost track of time, but she knew it had been long—too long. She stared at the cracked ceiling, her mind drifting back to her friends, her family. She wondered if they were looking for her. She hoped they were.

She missed them.

And her mind usually drifts toward the time when she was taken.

Her captors had taken her one evening after practice. Asa had been so focused on perfecting her routine that she didn't notice the black van that had been waiting outside. As she stepped out of the building, two men grabbed her, their hands covering her mouth and dragging her into the vehicle. She had tried to fight, but they were too strong. They tied her hands and blindfolded her, and the last thing she remembered before losing consciousness was the sound of the van's engine roaring to life.

When she woke up, she was in this room, alone and terrified. She couldn't scream for help, she was taped shut. Her phone and bag were gone, leaving her with no way to contact anyone. She spent the first few days feeling panic and despair, and her mind filled with images of her friends, wondering if they were safe, if they missed her.

Asa's captors brought her food and water at unusual times, never speaking more than a few words. She noticed they were always careful to keep their faces hidden and never left anything behind that she could use to defend herself. But Asa was determined. She couldn't just sit here and wait. She had to find a way out.

One day, while she was looking around the room, she saw a piece of glass quite far from her. She saw it, and gasped.

This is it.

She dragged herself, with her chair, to the piece of glass, and tried her very best to get it with her hands. And she did. She was relieved. She had a way to get out now. 

That moment came one night when her guard fell asleep outside her door. His chair creaked under his weight, and Asa could hear his soft snores through the thin walls. Her heart pounded as she finally got to use the glass. She had kept it in her hand for days, but the captors never seemed to notice. She took the glass shard and carefully cut through the ropes binding her wrists. Her hands shook, and she had to bite her lip to keep from crying out as the ropes finally fell away.

She moved to the door, opening it just enough to peek outside. The guard was slumped in his chair, his hat pulled low over his face. Asa took a deep breath and slipped through the door, tiptoeing down the dimly lit hallway. She didn't know where she was or where to go, but she knew she had to keep moving.

She found a door at the end of the hall that led outside. The cold night air hit her like a slap, and she ran, her bare feet pounding against the rough ground. She didn't stop running until she saw the lights of a small convenience store.

She burst through the door, startling the clerk behind the counter. Asa's voice was barely a whisper as she tried to speak, so she grabbed a pen and a notepad from the counter and wrote the word 'Help' in large, shaky letters.

The clerk called the police, and they arrived within minutes. Asa was wrapped in a warm blanket and taken to the station. She was exhausted, her body trembling from the cold and the fear, but she was safe. Finally, she was safe.

Asa's mind was racing as she sat in the police station. She couldn't believe she had escaped, that she was really free. All she could think about was calling her friends, hearing their voices, letting them know she was okay.

Back at Asa's dorm, Chiquita was sitting alone on her bed, clutching Asa's pendant. Tears ran down her cheeks as she stared at all the things . Asa had been missing for so long, and Chiquita felt like she couldn't go on without her. She had tried to stay strong, but every day without Asa felt like a piece of her heart was being torn away.

She was about to put the pendant away when her phone rang. She looked at the screen and saw an unknown number. Her heart skipped a beat as she answered it, her voice trembling. "Hello?"

"Canny," said a familiar, shaky voice. "It's Asa."

Chiquita's breath caught in her throat. "Unnie? Is that really you?"

"Yes, it's me," Asa replied, her voice breaking. "I'm safe. I'm coming home."

Chiquita dropped the phone, her hands shaking. Tears of joy flowed down her face as she ran to find the other members.

"She's safe! Asa unnie is safe!" she shouted, her voice filled with relief and happiness.

The members, all startled by Chiquita's explosion, stared at her.

"R-really?" Rora asked, her eyes glossy.

Chiquita nodded, with tears of happiness going down her cheeks.

The members all smiled at each other tearfully. Then they hugged each other tightly.

And Chiquita was the happiest in the room. She finally found Asa, and knew she was safe.

She wasn't alone anymore.