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Chapter 14: How to Survive a Shipwreck

"What's happening!?"

"The ship's sinking!" Iseul screeched.

"Oh god! Please tell me the crew has a plan B!" I yelled, panicked.

"I don't know!" Ishan shouted back, his voice trembling.

Just then, the captain's voice crackled over the intercom, "I'm asking the passengers to please remain calm... and proceed slowly to the lifeboats on the right side. I repeat, the lifeboats are on the right side."

"Save yourselves, people!" Laurent shouted, sprinting past us.

A wave of fear surged through the crowd as we all bolted towards the right side of the ship, the sense of urgency driving us forward.

"Careful! Y/n!"

That was it. The boat started tilting, and I slipped. I tried to grab onto something-anything-but the only thing within reach was a rubber duck. Not exactly life-saving material, but hey, I wasn't going down without a squeak.

"Y/n, are you trying to reenact Titanic?" Taehyung shouted, laughing so hard he almost fell over himself.

Just then, a gust of wind caught the sail, and the boat jerked violently. I managed to grab onto the mast, holding on for dear life. But as I looked up, I saw the seagull-yes, the same one that had been following us all day-staring down at me with a judgmental look.

"Seriously?" I muttered. "You're judging me right now?"

"Why do we have to face Titanic!" Kiara Screeched, as she held onto Jimin's arms

Ishan managed to regain his composure and reached out to help me. But instead of pulling me up, he slipped on a stray piece of seaweed and ended up in the same predicament as me. We both hung there, dangling like a pair of mismatched Christmas ornaments, while the seagull squawked in what I could only interpret as seagull laughter.

"Well, Y/n, if this sailing thing doesn't work out, we could always join the circus."

We both burst out laughing, the kind of uncontrollable, belly-aching laughter that only comes from surviving a ridiculous situation.

"We're losing our balance guys! Byee!" And with that Ishan and I held onto each other and jumped on the sea. I flailed around like a fish out of water, my feet slipping and sliding as if I were auditioning for a slapstick comedy.

"Jennie! I'm joining my man. Jimin I hope you can handle these 2 ladies on your own. BYEE!" With that Taehyung too jumped

Meanwhile, on the other side of the boat, Jimin was orchestrating a rescue operation. With the boat tilting dangerously, he had somehow convinced Jennie and Kiara to hold onto a rod hanging precariously over the edge.

"Just hang on tight!" he yelled, his voice barely audible over the wind and waves.

Jennie and Kiara, looking more like circus acrobats than passengers, clung to the rod with white-knuckled grips. Jimin, with the agility of a seasoned gymnast, slid down the tilted deck with remarkable grace. He reached out and, in one fluid motion, grabbed the boat's edge without falling into the water.

"Careful, Jimin!" Jennie cried her face a mix of fear and admiration.

"Don't worry, I've got this!" Jimin replied, flashing a confident smile.

"Ishan! Get me the rope that's floating on your right!" He ordered. As we passed it to him, he secured the rope around the boat's edge with his free hand, steadying it and gradually bringing it back to an even keel.