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I reach for the bag of chips as someone starts running loudly across the hallway. Stupid kids.

I raise the volume on my phone. The person starts punching loudly on a door and I press the volume button again.

"Stop pounding on the door dammit." I rewind the episode 10 seconds because I missed what the person said. The noise continues until I can't take it anymore.

"Hello, security, can you deal with the disruptive noise on floor 14?"

"I'll get right on it."

"Please hurry up. The noise-" I pause as the knocking stops. A few seconds later, loud bursts shoot through the air, and it doesn't take me long to figure out what they are.

Gunshots.

"Oh shit someone's shooting a gun in the hallway fuck!" I spring off the armchair and duck for cover.

"Lock your doors I'm calling the police!" He exclaims, hurriedly ending the call.

I hope everyone's okay.

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Kyung Mi POV

Okay, Kyung Mi. Act quickly and quietly.

I brace myself before I scurry across the floor to take shelter behind the side of my bed. I move my bedside table in front of me for extra protection before unplugging and grabbing my lamp; it's the best thing I have to throw right now.

Priority one is to disarm him, then to throw some punches and get him to the ground. Then we can secure him until we get police over.

I should call the police.

Scrambling around looking for my phone, a wave of hopelessness washes over me as I realize I left it on the counter where I was eating.

Fuck, we're on our own.

A loud crash catches my attention as I vaguely hear glass shattering before a familiar voice yells. "You work for them, right? You are not laying a hand on Kyung Mi do you understand-"

He's cut off by the sound of a gunshot.

"FUCK!" someone yells before a body crumples onto the floor.

OH MY GOD DID HE JUST SHOOT JIMIN?!

"Please, please no..." I whisper as a single tear makes its way down my cheek, heart burning with sadness. Please let him be okay. Please let me be okay.

What am I supposed to do now?

There's a click sound before someone incessantly tries to open my locked room door. "I know you're in there, bitch."

The voice is icy and menacing, enough to send a shiver down my spine as I grip the lamp harder. I'll just have to do it myself.

Unsurprisingly to me, there's another gunshot as a bullet barges a hole in my door, flying through the air and going through part of my mattress. Fuck this is dangerous.

As a hand shifts to move into the hole, I speedily make my way to the side of the door so that I can smack him in the head as soon as he walks in.

My vision starts to blur as the hand begins to turn the lock. You can do this. You've got the advantage of surprise.

The hand retracts after unlocking the door and my heart starts pounding. The knob turns before the door is swung open.

I prep my body for the attack before I get a whiff of laundry and the man falls to the floor. I look over, in shock, to see Jimin standing there behind him, fist up.

"You're okay!" I shriek in happiness, a momentous feeling of relaxation coming to me.

He nods to me and half-smiles before his eyes turn cold and he looks down at the man on the ground. The Sparked Mafia henchman's back muscles tense and it's clear that he's prepping himself to get up.

As soon as his head pops up, I swing the lamp with all possible force, smashing his head back and making him unconscious. His body twists back as blood pours down his forehead from the shattered light bulb.

I drop the lamp and quickly hug Jimin before running to my closet to get some belts. "Get a chair to tie him on, J!" I yell before diving into my closet.

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