Some people know how to handle guns and shoot properly, but not you. The gun was too heavy, and you were clumsy. Every shot made you flinch, jump, and panic. You couldn’t take it anymore and started crying quietly as you watched others take out the guards and disable the cameras.

Hyun-je was about to walk away with the group when she stopped and turned around. She noticed you shaking at your bunk, frozen and terrified. Without hesitation, she ran over, moved her gun away, and pulled you into a big, warm hug, gently patting your head.

“Hey, it’s okay,” she said softly. “I know this is terrifying, but you’re not alone. I’ll keep you safe, I promise.”