MASKED FACES || SEVENTEEN

⛥ THIRTY EIGHT ⛥

Yoshi's voice sliced through the air, filled with frustration and concern. "Where the hell is Yn?" he hissed, his eyes darting around the now-cleared area, trying to spot her presence among the group. A collective silence hung in the air as everyone scanned their surroundings, realizing YN's absence amidst the chaos.

Miyeon's voice trembled as she spoke, her worry evident in her words. "She was just next to me!" she exclaimed, her eyes wide with a mixture of fear and disbelief. The realization that YN was missing hit hard, and the sense of unease intensified amongst the group.

Yeonjun's voice took on a sense of urgency as he addressed the group, a hint of fear in his tone. "We need to get out, or we'll be dead" he warned, his voice laced with a sense of desperation. He assisted Yoshi and Asahi, grabbing onto their arms and starting to pull them to safety, trying to hasten their escape from the perilous situation they were in.

Soobin's gaze fixated on Miyeon with a mix of anger and disappointment. Without wasting time, he walked towards her, grabbing her wrist firmly, his grip a clear indication of his sternness. "You have some explaining to do," he said, his voice laced with a mixture of warning and expectation. With a firm grip, he proceeded to drag her behind Yeonjun, making it clear that she would have to face the consequences of her actions later.

Miyeon, visibly nervous, followed behind Soobin in silence, her eyes reflecting a mixture of guilt and trepidation. She knew that the consequences of her actions would have to be addressed soon, and the tension in her body was palpable as she braced herself for the incoming confrontation.

After what felt like an eternity of running, dodging, and weaving through the chaotic environment, the five individuals had finally managed to escape the confines of the mansion and stumbled out into the open air. They paused for a brief moment, panting and gasping for breath, their bodies sore and trembling from the adrenaline-fueled ordeal they had just endured.

Yeonjun, taking charge with a focused determination, navigated Yoshi and Asahi towards the waiting van. Once they reached the van, he quickly assisted them into the vehicle, making sure they were settled and comfortable before taking his own seat inside.

Soobin, his temper still seething, dragged Miyeon silently behind him, his grip on her wrist firm yet controlled. With a swift movement, he pinned her against the back of the van, his body acting as a barrier between her and any escape attempt. His eyes locked onto hers, fixing her with a sharp and intense gaze, as he prepared to address the situation.

Miyeon's back pressed against the van,  her eyes widened in a mixture of fear and unease. She felt the weight of Soobin's presence bearing down on her, his body standing firmly and resolutely, preventing her from escaping. She met his intense gaze, her heart hammering in her chest as she prepared for the conversation that was about to unfold.

Soobin's voice, now laced with a hint of anger, broke the tense silence between them. "What were you thinking?" he demanded, his words sharp and to the point. His eyes scrutinized her, searching for any sign of remorse or regret in her expression.

Soobin's anger flared as he voiced his frustration, his words laced with frustration and a hint of concern. "Do you even realise how ridiculous your plan was? It was utterly bullshit! It could have cost your lives—and Yoshi and Asahi's lives as well!" His voice trembled with a mix of disbelief and worry, emphasizing the gravity of the situation they had just been through.