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THIRD PERSON'S POV
(A/n: Content warning ulit :>)
The masked man approached Jaehee and her friends menacingly, his footsteps echoing ominously in the small restroom.
Jaehee's friends let out startled cries as the man grabbed Jaehee by the hair, yanking her to her feet.
She winced in pain but refused to show any weakness, glaring defiantly at her captor.
The man's eyes were cold and filled with malice as he pressed the barrel of the gun against her temple. "Listen carefully," he growled.
"If you don't answer my questions, none of you will leave this room alive."
Jaehee gritted her teeth, feeling a surge of anger mixed with fear. "Fine," she spat out.
"I'll answer your questions."
The man smirked, satisfied with her compliance. "Good. First question: What is your name?"
"Jaehee L/n," she replied, her voice steady despite the fear gripping her heart.
The man's grip tightened as soon as he heard her last name. He cursed under his breath.
"L/n... I knew it," he muttered before raising his voice again.
"Is your mother Naree L/n?"
Jaehee hesitated, her mind racing. She knew that answering truthfully could be dangerous, but lying might make things worse.
Her silence infuriated the man, and he fired a warning shot near one of her friends, causing them to scream in terror.
"Yes! My mother is Naree L/n!" Jaehee yelled, her voice trembling.
The man laughed maniacally, a twisted smile spreading across his face. "Finally, I can have my revenge."
He sneered. "Do you know what your mother did? The lives she destroyed? She thought she could escape, but her sins have caught up with her." Jaehee felt a wave of disgust and fear wash over her.
She had heard a few bits about her mother's past, but she never imagined it would lead to something like this. Her body shook with fear as she wondered if she would ever see her mother or her older sister again.
Jaehee's friends clung to each other, their faces pale and eyes wide with terror. They whispered reassurances to each other, but it did little to quell the fear that had taken root in their hearts.
The restroom felt like a tomb, the tension thick and suffocating.
The man moved closer, his breath hot against Jaehee's ear.
"Your mother thought she could hide you and your sister from her enemies. She thought she could keep you safe. But she was wrong. You're just as guilty as she is."
Jaehee's eyes widened with horror. She tried to pull away, but the man's grip was too strong. Her mind raced as she tried to think of a way out of this nightmare.
The sound of her friends' sobs only made her more determined to protect them.
"You won't get away with this," Jaehee spat, her voice filled with defiance.
