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(if any of you guys were confused about how the cells worked then hi shitty diagram)

(if you want any more info about Stockholm syndrome I'll leave a link at the end of the chapter ''external link'')

Jong Sangwoo's POV 16:05

The bell rung above me. The lady at the cashier bowed at me, I bowed back. I grabbed my hoodie hood pulling it down and messing with my hair while walking through the isles. Looking for cans of soup and bread. My eyes looked around trying to find the best food for the least money. Then being caught on two people shuffling around trying to look at me. I caught eyes with one of them and they quickly looked away.

"Hey, do you boys need anything?" I looked over to them drawing their attention. They shook their head. Then them turning back. "Well, it looks like you do." I scoffed turning around.

One of them turned back. Putting their hand on the back of my shoulder. "How's Y/N? Hyun-Ae..." He paused getting right up to my ear. "You treating them well?"

My eyes widened. "Who?" My body started to shake. "Who- are you talking about?"

"We all know who you are. We may not know your name. But we know- you have the girls." He clutched my shoulder tighter. "We're going to catch you... Or whoever is behind this." He paused. "We're coming to get the girls."

"Watch out..."

They both walked out. Their shoes clicking against the floor. I was left there completely in shock.

18:09

"Sir... They've caught onto us. Those kids. They're smarter than you think." I bit my lip.

He looked down at the desk clicking his pen. "What shall we do? None of the families has paid any of the ransom money..." He sighed brushing his hair back. "These kids parents must give no shits. Are those boys the only ones who've come looking for any of the girls?"

I nodded. "Yes, its crazy isn't it? We know they've all come from rough backgrounds. But not enough... To like... You know not care?"

"Insane, anyways just keep going. If it comes to the worst. We move them. Somewhere. Far far away." He furrowed his brows.

"Where would we take them?" I questioned. He looked at me pulling his pointer finger and middle finger and putting his thumb up."But, If the police find us. Who takes the blame? It's either me or you Dad. -- oh I mean sir." I balled one of my hands and then cracking it with the other one.

He let out a small laugh. More of an evil one. Like a cackle. "Don't bother with the titles son. Just call me Ki Seokkwan." He looked down at the table. "Also. I'll take the blame. It's not like I have anything to live for anyways..."

"Dad..." I held my hand out towards him. He smacked my hand out of the way. Standing up.

"IT'S KI SEOKKWAN. Y-you're not my son anymore. Not after what I've done... I don't deserve the title."

I looked at him with a sad face of worry. My eyebrows drooping. He sighed dropping his shoulders and sitting back down. "You can go now Sangwoo." I put my hands on the desk and stood up. Bowing and walking out. I ran my hands through my hair.

"Dad... Where have you gone?" I muttered under my breath. My eyes getting teary. I looked up and sniffed. Trying not to cry.

Y/Ns POV 21:32

"You guys know... If any of us go insane. Please let us just go with it. Like, don't try to stop us."
Hy-soo said. Her voice was quieter than before. Weaker, like everyone was fading away.