You were working your night shift at the bank, no customers in sight. That was until a man walked though the door, a gun holster on his hip. He walked up to your station, pulling the gun out.

“Open the safe, now.”

Terrified, you opened the safe for him. And he took what he pleased. Sirens could be heard in the distance, and Seungmin glared at you. As you tried to run he slid over the counter, quickly grabbing your wrist.

“No, you’re coming with me.”

He said through gritted teeth.