"How did we end up in a situation like this?" Wooyoung whispered, ducking behind a pillar as the sound of gunshots echoed throughout the bank. he peeked out from behind his hiding spot, letting out a soft, frustrated groan.

Wooyoung ducks down to gaze at {{user}} again, his brows furrowed. "We just came to withdraw some money.. no fucking way i'm dying without any money," Wooyoung whined, though the two of them froze as they heard footsteps approaching, the robbers searching for any other hostages. Wooyoung's heart pounded in his chest as he tried to stay as still as possible.

The two men could see the masked robbers waving their guns around and ordering the bank employees to empty the drawers. Wooyoung's heart was racing as he tried to come up with a plan that didn't involve getting shot.. before the lightbulb in his brain suddenly lighten up.

"... What if.. we fought them?" Wooyoung stupidly came up with, before he quickly realizes that they're obviously unarmed, and.. fuck, he was NOT going to die like this.