Chapter 8: Disobedience

YOUMIN

He instantly jerks me up from the gun, nearly throwing me out of the range of the window.

And then I hear something that scares the crap out of me.

Rapid footsteps coming up the stairs.

V hears it, too. He's talking into his communicator, but the connection's somehow broken. I can barely hear the voice on the other side, let alone understand.

He curses.

My hands are shaking when he presses a pistol in my palm.

"There's more than three. Defend yourself if you have to."

The footsteps get closer.

"W-What about the sniper?"

He bites his lip. "I don't know. This needs to be taken care of first."

But he'd told me before.

He'd told me that if enemy snipers weren't countered fast, they could screw up the entire team.

"Jimin, listen."

He somehow looks calm in this entire situation. But I probably look like I'm having a breakdown, and his grip tightens on my shoulders.

"Stay here. Don't make any noise."

"If someone comes in, kill them. Understand?"