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"No one move."

We all peered across the aisle at a boy, seemingly near our age, aiming a gun in our direction.

Chaeji was instant to step forward, "Look, no one wants to fight here. None of us will hurt you."

Jihoon mumbled, "Unless you trigger us first."

The boy stared us, not even daring to shift his hold on the gun. It reminded me of our encounter with Minghao, the way Chaeji tried to calm him down, but he didn't budge right at first.

"You can trust us." Soyeon stepped in, "The most dangerous thing within our group is Seokmin's low intelligence."

"Which one's Seokmin?" The church boy asked.

Instantly, Jeonghan pointed to Seokmin. Church boy chuckled, lowering his gun. "Your 'low intelligence' better not lower my intelligence."

Church boy set his gun on the seat, walking over to where we stood. He stuck a hand out to Chaeji, "I'm Hong Jisoo, but you can call me Joshua."

He shook her hand, then Jihoon's, and mine as well, before stating, "Feel free to sleep wherever

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He shook her hand, then Jihoon's, and mine as well, before stating, "Feel free to sleep wherever. There's a couch back in the back room, but it's probably not much better than the pews."

He walked off after, heading back to the front, where an air mattress laid.

Chan shrugged, moving his personal bag a few pews ahead of where we were originally. Soyeon picked up her own personal bag and followed. Meanwhile, the others picked up what was theirs and started dispersing.

"Wait," I whispered, stopping only Choah and Minghao before they left, "I don't trust him."

"We're in a church, Raejin." Minghao pointed out.

"Yea, I bet Joshua is really nice." Choah continued advancing toward a free pew.

"He probably wouldn't have shot us, even if he had too. I'd bet he was bluffing." Minghao finished the discussion, leading his girlfriend to a pew.

I sighed, sitting on the back pew, where all the bags were. I laid my head on one, kicking my feet up on the seat, as Chaeji laid the opposite direction. Jeonghan laid in the pew in front of us.

I closed my eyes, still feeling unsafe. Then I remembered, there were 8 others in here with me, plus Joshua, who we had just met. I had nothing to worry about tonight.

*

"Raejin, get up."

I fussed a little, wanting to go back to sleep. I couldn't quite bring myself to open my eyes.

I attempted to roll on my side, but realized it was nearly impossible because a body was piled on top of me. I wanted to guess who it would be, but I knew I'd be wrong.

"No." I stubbornly said, shaking my head with my eyes still closed. I heard the crinkling of bags, which I assumed was the packs of ramen my head rested on.

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