"remember, before dinner." wonwoo whispered, eyes on whatever he's writing. the orphan beside him nods, and shares a glance with the person across him at their table.

the plan was tonight. wonwoo thought it was a fool-proof plan, because this time, they're using their powers. no jumping off windows, no silly excuses, no acting, no disguises.

by far, this is wonwoo's favorite plan. the guards and nuns may have their eyes on the three troublemaking orphans, but they're not strong enough to stop them.

"you guys can't just... talk about running away in front of me and not expect me to join." chan, the fourth person on table 6 mumbled. he had eavesdropped on wonwoo's ingenious plan. "please let me join! i have abilities like you, too!"

"it was your fault for sitting with us." wonwoo ran a hand through his hair.

"w-what?! it's my fault that i don't want to hang out with the allies of the demon?! you guys won't wanna hang out with them, too!" chan pointed to the screaming children in disbelief. "please, let me join!"

"i thought you wanted to be an office worker?" the orphan beside wonwoo smirks, leaning on the chair he sat on. he crosses his arms before continuing. "you're just saying that so we would let you join."

"jeonghan-hyung, i swear i won't be a burden! i can look after myself!" chan protested, his fists slammed on the table. the person beside him scoffs, so chan turns his attention to the grumpy teen. "s-sorry."

"you're delusional. you don't have an ability like us," the grumpy teen, also known as jihoon, stops writing. "and without an ability, you can't join our escape plan. you'll get caught easily."

"y-yes, it might not be useful when fighting people, but i will be useful if i fight people with abilities!" chan's leg bounced, as he pouted. "jeonghan-hyung's ability is useless too!"

"i'm not useless, you—" jeonghan cuts himself off with a gasp, eyes widened. he should control himself. "there's a little possibility that we're going to come across people with an ability. look, you don't have to join. you kinda belong to the orphanage unlike us, and you have a dream—"

"no! no! i want to join! pleeeeaaaaase!" chan pleaded, reaching across the table to hold jeonghan's hands.

"sorry, you lost all your chance. you called my ability useless." jeonghan pouts childishly and huffs, making chan frustrated. "have fun jerking off in your room tonight!"

how did jeonghan know that? "b-but—i will do well! i'm sorry for calling your ability useless! i will not do anything dumb! i promise!"

"ugh. just let him join," jihoon crossed his legs, glaring at chan. chan smiles at jihoon, which made the older scoff. "oh, please. i'm considering because your nagging is getting annoying."

jeonghan slips his hands out of chan's grasp. "don't touch me. you said my ability is useless."

chan chuckled, scratching his nape while mumbling an apology. "sorry. so? will you let me join?"

"answer me pleeeeaaaase! please! please! please!"

"wonwoo-hyung! please let me join!"

"jihoonie-hyung! let me joiiiin please!"

"i'm sorry jeonghan-hyung! let me join!"

"let me jooooiin!"

"letmejoinletmejoinletmejoinletmejoinletmejoinletmejoinletmejoinletmejoinletmejoinletmejoinletmejoinletmejoinletmejoinletmejoinlet—"

"before dinner. meet us in front of room 13, you can't be late, got it?" wonwoo says, leaving the table. jeonghan winks at a delighted chan. chan might've been annoying to wonwoo, too, so maybe he came to the same decision as jihoon.

"if you're late, we're not going to hesitate to ditch you!" jeonghan chuckled, smiling at chan. chan nods excitedly, anticipating for some kind of word from jihoon. jihoon never spoke to chan.

chan gasps as he realizes something. "wait, i need to be early so i need to finish all my business now. i'm going to poop and pee and jerk off now—" chan muttered under his breath, standing up. his chair made creaking sounds which annoyed jihoon. jeonghan waves goodbye at the hormonal adolescent.

"you think it's a good idea to bring that kid?" jihoon looks at jeonghan. "if he's too noisy or too excited, the plan might get spoiled."

jeonghan shrugged, smirking. "he might have an ability like what he always says. let's give him a chance. wonwoo even did."

"wonwoo just got annoyed."

"you're cute~" jeonghan reaches over to pinch jihoon's cheeks. when jihoon slaps away jeonghan's hand, jeonghan smirks. of course skinship will work.

"fine. but i will kill him if he really does something stupid." jihoon raised his index finger, curling it up after. jeonghan had just realized that jihoon made the pencil in front of jeonghan float to him. jeonghan laughs, because jihoon always used his ability to make himself look cooler.

"sure, cutiepie!" jeonghan stood up, ruffling jihoon's hair as he passed by. jihoon scoffed, but jeonghan didn't hear it. jihoon could only leave the table himself too, what was he going to do all alone in the living room without his friends? play with the demonic orphans? nah.

"wow, you're here first!" jeonghan clasps his hands, staring at a smiling chan. chan giggles, liking how the situation is turning out. "okay, let's go."

"positions." wonwoo muttered. chan didn't know where his position was, so he just stood still. of course, they didn't intend to bring chan along so he really won't have a position. luckily he wasn't the only one who stood still. jeonghan was standing beside him, and the plastered smile on his face was never erased. where did the others go, though?

"walk, jeonghan." a voice spoke above them. chan's eyes widen, slowly looking at the ceiling to confirm who it is.

it was wonwoo, standing on the ceiling. what the heck?! that's so cool! chan had never seen wonwoo in action; this is so not the time for squealing over it. but look! his gravity ability is just so cool—

"don't you dare squeal, kid." jihoon's voice took chan's attention away from wonwoo. oh, goodie. jihoon was floating. this is such an amazing day. "now, shall we?"

after jihoon said that, floating knives suddenly appear behind jihoon. chan gasped in awe, recognizing some that belonged to the kitchen drawer. his hyungs are amazing. maybe they were right, he shouldn't have joined them. his power was not useful, but chan rethinks when he sees jeonghan doing nothing cool. "it's okay, jeonghan-hyung. we can be uncool together."

"what?"

"nothing!"

"then let's start walking," jeonghan said. jihoon nods at jeonghan and wonwoo, before turning around and walking, the knives following him. jeonghan and chan walked together, while wonwoo was walking on the ceiling.

as expected, a guard called them out.

"hey, you three! go back to the cafeteria!" a guard growls, trying to grab jeonghan— but jeonghan doesn't budge. he stood there like he was waiting for some miracle, while chan panicked.

"h-hyung! you should—"

"wonwoo?" jeonghan cuts chan off, calling out wonwoo's name lovingly. wonwoo drops from the ceiling and strangles the guard.

when the other guards joined in, that's when the exciting part of the plan happened. chan was instructed to stay behind jeonghan, so all he could do was watch the fight between the guards and the staff with chan's hyungs. it finished as soon as it started.

so, the attack worked? wonwoo doubts he killed someone, so it can't be that brutal. they just stabbed some guards and punched some staff. maybe even a nun. whatever.

"okay, coast is clear! let's go!" jihoon says, running for the door. the three followed, chan was laughing like a maniac meanwhile.

not going to lie, chan thought it was amazing. he saw some bloodshed, too. but most importantly, now, they're free.

"goddamnit, i think i peed a little!"

"so? where should we rob?" jeonghan asked. chan smiled, delighted. a kid like him should be scared of these things, but instead, he was delighted—and that was enough for jeonghan to think that chan wouldn't be a burden anytime soon. "that's in the plan, right? we don't have money for food and clothes."

"you think i'd know, you twat?" jihoon gently lands on the pavement, still a little amazed that they pulled off the brutal plan. he was out in the world. free. "i'd never been outside."

"how about that?" chan points to a two-story building, bigger than the orphanage. the lights on the sign was flickering, but it was enough luminosity to read the name of the building. "that looks like a good place." the three other companions of chan turn to look at the building.

"we could steal some food, and maybe some other weapons," wonwoo says. "we could be some kind of gang."

"that wasn't in the plan!" jeonghan whined. "my face will be so unpretty if we join a gang! imagine all the bruises i'd get, the black eyes, the wounds, the blood, the—"

"oh, shut up. you know you could fix that 'problem' with your ability." jihoon interrupts, making jeonghan giggle. "let's just steal, put aside your gangster stuff."

"you guys are unbelievable. and amazing." chan states. the three look at him, but they don't reply. chan pouted.

"okay! let's check out what this..." jeonghan exclaims, squinting to read the sign better. "'seventeen guest house' has to offer. they should have enough for the four of us."