WARNING - This chapter includes a school shooting, a very sensitive topic. If you are too uncomfortable to proceed, you may skip this chapter.
Chaeyeon's POV
"dad?" i asked.
we were all sitting at the dining table eating breakfast and my parents stared at daniel in confusion but didn't mind him being here.
"yes?" he replied.
"do you know.. lee taemin?" i asked.
everyone stopped eating.
"lee taemin?" he repeated.
i nodded, hesitantly.
"do you know him?"
he paused for a minute.
"he's a dangerous man.." he mumbled, sipping his tea.
"how do you know him anyway?" he asked, squinting his eyes at us.
"..."
"i'm pretty sure i heard a bunch of shouting and noise downstairs, what happened last night?" my mum asked.
"and why is there a hole in a wall?" my dad asked.
we stared at my parents.
"we aren't angry with you don't worry" my dad reassured.
my mum nodded.
"just explain to us what happened"
"hah..!" namjoon scratched his neck.
"okay so we were sleeping and daniel's ass barged into our house followed by taemin and chaeyeon tranqualised him"
"oh yeah and he was the one who threw the dagger into the wall" jihyun explained very briefly.
"well where is he now?" my dad asked.
we paused for a moment.
"taehyung took care of him" i said.
my parents stared at taehyung.
"you'd make a good husband for my daughter"
taehyung choked on his toast while i drank my tea but snorted it instead of swallowing it.
namjoon and jihyun looked at us like the lenny face.
( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
"ooh the tea is boiling" daniel spoke for the first time today.
"anyways, daniel do you have a ride home?" my mum asked.
"i can walk, i don't live too far away" daniel shrugged.
"why does everyone live so close to us?" jihyun asked.
"because the author can't be bothered to actually make up an address" namjoon replied.
"oh" jihyun mumbled.
"i'll take my leave, goodbye!" daniel stood up and waved, leaving.
my dad turned to look at me.
"guys, follow me" he gestured.
we got up, very confused and went to follow him.
my dad pulled out a key from his pocket and went to the door at the back of his office which was always locked.
he opened it and threw the door opened which revealed a long narrow stair case that went deep down.
we followed him down the stairs.
"jihyun, you stepped on my foot" namjoon said.
"sorry" she apologised.
"it's okay" he replied.
my dad swung a large door open and we all gasped and what was inside.
it was a training room.
there was guns, knifes, daggers and offer dangerous weapons on the shelves.
"right fellas" he turned around.
"i think you guys are old enough to be trained to use these kinds of weapons and know how to defend yourselves" he said.
jihyun's eyes twinkled.
"i've heard that namjoon can hack and all that stuff and jihyun knows karate but what do you do taehyung?" he asked.
"um.. i'm like dexter from dexter's laboratory, i make gadgets and test them out"
"i'm kind of like a nerd in disguise" taehyung continued.
"he's also good at being handsome" namjoon answered.
my dad stared at taehyung.
"true.." he murmured.
taehyung blushed from his agreement.
"i think you guys have the potiental to know all these skill, including you taehyung" my dad explained.
"why thank you, mr song" jihyun bowed.
"since chaeyeon is the most skilled in your pact, she will demonstrate on how to use various weapons to protect yourself"
i groaned silently before walking beside
my dad.
he placed a knife in my hand and stared at me.
"don't immediately try to attack the enemy, you can always threaten them or act as if you're going to attack" my dad explained.
he nodded at me.
"chaeyeon could wrap her arm around the enemy's neck and hold the knife towards his throat"
i did what my dad just explained, securing him into a head lock with the knife to his neck but faced the other way for safety reasons.
my dad then taught us some other moves basic moves and how to handle a weapon sensibly.
"okay that's enough of that, tomorrow we will really get into it" my dad grinned.
the next day we were woken up by my dad and we immediately went to the training room to train.
"no no jihyun, like this" my dad repeated.
"you're choking namjoon" taehyung said.
"oh" jihyun let go of namjoon's neck.
namjoon gasped for air.
taehyung and i looked at each other briefly before looking back at the three.
namjoon and jihyun were practicing moves of defense while we were using weapons.
"how old were you when your dad trained you?" taehyung asked.
"i was 9 years old when he started and he stopped at 13 years old when i said i wanted to focus on school, my grades were shit" i laughed.
"i never forgot any of the skills he taught me though, they were drilled into my pea-sized brain" i continued.
"i'm so tired~" jihyun flopped onto the floor.
we were all tired, my dad woke us four up at 5am to start training, we usually woke up at 7am so we were definitely not use to this.
"i think you guys should get ready for school" my dad checked his watch.
we nodded and left the training room to get ready.
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"mr kang isn't here again" namjoon said, staring at mr kang's empty desk.
jihyun huffed and dropped her bag on the floor.
"who's going to take over then?" i asked.
we all shrugged.
"g-guys?" hyojong uttered.
we turned to see him pointing at the digital clock, his hand shaking.
our clock was a digital clock but instead of the time, the clock displayed 'CODE RED' in big red letters.
when in these type of situations, our digital clocks would display words such as 'CODE YELLOW' or 'CODE BLUE' which were drills or an emergency medical condition.
'CODE RED' was very rare to see, only if the school's digital clock system malfunctioned or-
there was a shooter on school grounds and it was not a drill.
everyone stared at each other in shock as it has never happened before.
we heard commotion and screams from outside.
hyunah ran to the door and locked it, closing the blinds too.
"everyone, hide under the tables" daon hissed in a whisper.
our class scrambled to hide under our desk.
yeeun started hyperventilating, her shaky hands reaching up to massage her temples.
"yeeun, calm down" i whispered softly to the scared female.
we heard more screams of agony.
"where are the fucking police?!" chen hissed.
chen was a pale fella but his skin was extremely white from fear.
then we heard banging on our door.
yeeun and i clasped our hands over our mouths from screaming cause we both knew we were going to scream if we didn't.
the door was flung open and in came a man in black.
i recognised his figure.
"it's fucking mr kang" i mouthed to the four others.
they looked back at me and then at the black figure, their eyes wide in disbelief.
we saw his black studded shoes walk past our desk.
an inaudible sigh escaped our lips.
"oh, what do we have here" mr kang bent down and stared at daon.
she looked as if she was going to pass out at any minute.
i kept repeating 'no' in my head.
he tugged at her collar and pulled her from under the desk.
"please don't" she whispered.
he looked at her sickly.
"i will spare you, on one condition" he said.
she shook in fear.
"tell me where song chaeyeon is" he muttered.
my eyed widened as i could feel all the student's scared eyes on me.
daon stared at mr kang.
she paused.
"no" she replied.
he stood still.
"no?" he repeated.
she nodded, her confidence sky rocketing.
"i won't let you kill her or anyone else, shoot me instead" she said.
everyone's mouth hung in disbelief.
i was about to get out of my hiding spot before yeeun held my hand.
she shook her head.
"don't" she mouthed.
yeeun was on the verge of tears.
"why?" i mouthed back.
tears ran down her face.
"just don't"
"you think you're strong, huh?" he said.
"i may not be as strong as you, but i'm not deranged like you" she spat.
"i see, now are you sure with your decision?" he asked.
she nodded, biting her lip.
"is this your final choice?" mr kang asked.
realisation of the situation she was in smacked her across the face.
as much as she didn't want to die young, she did what she thought was right and risked her life for another.
daon gulped nodding, her own tears running down her face.
"just do it"
*BANG*
he actually did it.
her body fell limp to the floor, blood gushing out of her stomach.
she layed lifelessly on the floor while mr kang stared at her.
"i'm getting out of here" mr kang stormed out.
making sure the coast was clear,
all of us ran towards her.
my heart clenched at daon's half dead self.
"daon.." i whispered, taking her hand in mine.
she looked at me, her tears drying up on her cheeks.
"chaeyeon i would never let you die like this, even if it means i have to die instead, as class president i look after you and the rest of the class.." she mumbled.
jeonghwa took off her sweater, wrapping it around daon's stomach to stop the blood.
"just hang in there" i sobbed lowly, tightening the grip on daon's hand.
after a few torturous minutes, a group of police men came in.
"everyone hands up!" they boomed.
we weakly put our arms up, some people even shaking.
a police man quickly took daon's body outside and went to the ambulance outside.
"everyone's is free to go, move along quickly" another police man instructed.
we walked out of the classroom.
the hallways looked like it was a set for a horror movie.
there was blood everywhere, even some bodies that were being investigated on.
some of the bodies were so brutally tortured, i had the urge to vomit.
two of the bodies we swiftly walked past were missing part of their bodies like their torso or arms and legs.
most of them were shot but some weren't even shot, they were stabbed or choked to death.
mr kang was the most sick and twisted man i've ever seen.
he really wasn't playing any games, he wanted blood.
"wait, we need to gather the other boys from the other classes" namjoon said.
we found the other boys outside.
"are you guys okay?!" jin asked in full concern.
we nodded, gritting our teeth.
"w-where's jungkook?" jihyun stuttered.
jin bit his lip.
"he was shot"
jihyun's world collapsed from those three words.
"thankfully, it was his leg which isn't as fatal as the heart or stomach" jin added quickly.
jihyun sighed in relief but paused.
we stared at jin.
"what?" he asked.
"our class president, daon was shot in the stomach" namjoon explained.
jin, jimin and yoongi's mouths slowly fell agape.
that's when the panic settled in.
"daon and jungkook will be alright" namjoon assured.
"guys!"
we turned around and saw jungkook being lifted into the ambulance.
"he wanted to speak to you about something, you have a few minutes" the paramedic explained.
we nodded and rushed over to jungkook.
"jungkook!" jihyun enveloped jungkook into a side hug.
"oh my god jungkook, what happened?" namjoon asked.
jungkook sighed.
"they went into our classroom and threatened to shoot mark who had been spotted, i jumped out of my hiding spot and went infront of him"
"i refused to move so he shot me in the leg, i felt a little light-headed but this really nice girl called yena helped me"
he blushed at the mention of the girl who he had a crush on for a while now.
"aww, our kook is falling in love~" taehyung sang.
jungkook glared at him.
"anyway, better let the paramedics take me to the hospital, i mean, if you want me to lose a leg" jungkook smiled crookedly.
"get well soon jungkook!" we waved at the younger who waved back and threw a couple gang signs before being whisked off to hospital.
we saw my mum and dad come out of their car and running towards us.
"are you guys okay?!" my mum exclaimed.
we nodded immediately.
"we heard from the police scanners and rushed over" my dad said.
"come on, let's get you guys home" my mum whispered softly.
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as someone who has never experienced something like this before, school shootings is a very sensitive topic.
i do not support school shootings at all and i am very lucky that i haven't experienced it.
this chapter is purely written to give a realistic view on how gruesome and dark this book can get and i apologise if i have offended anyone.
please never consider this type of thing and let's hope school shootings will be put to a stop.