"We need to leave now," the man who was holding me says. I whimper as tears continue to run down my cheeks. He turns me around and holds me to his chest as I cry. He rubs my back.

"It's okay.... it's okay.... shhhh.... shhhh.... you're okay now...." I just nod into his chest. I don't know who he is but I trust him for some reason.

"Please don't go..." I whisper into his chest. He pulls my out by my shoulders and looks at me.

"I promise..." He whispers before kissing my forehead.

"Hyung, we need to go.... NOW," one of the boys says. We start to run away. Me with tears streaming down my face. We run for what seems like forever. The adrenaline rushing through my veins makes me run faster then I ever have before. The boys stop in front of a tall building and run inside. I follow them blindly. The boys run and push people out of the way as they run towards a room with a mirror on one side. People try to stop me thinking that I am chasing them. I shove them out of my way and run into the room the boys are in. As soon as I run in one of the boys close the door and lock it. I sit down on the floor and catch my breath. The boy who locked the door turns around and looks at me.

"Alright hyung, what is this about?" He says glaring at me.

I start to cry. What if he sends me away? The boy who saved me comes over to me and hugs me. We rock back and forth until I fall asleep.

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I look down to see her asleep. I look up at Namjoon.

"This girl and her mother were running away from something/someone and her mother was shot dead. I found her trying to wake her dead mother," I say. The boys look down at the sleeping teenager in my arms. I pick her up and put her on my back and she wraps her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck. Namjoon unlocks the door and we run through all the people and out the back door. We sneak through the back paths to get back to the dorm. We get to the dorm and Namjoon opens the door. I go to my room and lay her down on my bed. I push her hair out of her face and kiss her forehead. I notice a necklace around her neck. I pick it up and look at it. They are dog tags. 'Jeon Eun Ji, 84726294, DMZ guard' I look down at her in surprise. These must belong to someone else. They don't have girl gaurds... do they? I walk out the door.

"What is it hyung?" Jungkookie asks me.

"She has the dog tags of a DMZ guard," I say. They all look at me in surprise.

"Why is she here then?" Jimin asks.

"More importantly who's side is she on?" Namjoon says.

"Yours," I hear from behind me. I turn around to see the girl behind me.

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"She has the dog tags of a DMZ gaurd," the man who saved me says.

"Why is she here then?"

"More importantly, who's side is she on?" I step out if the shadows I was hiding in.

"Yours," I say. It's the half truth anyways. "The dog tags were my dad's," I say. "He gave them to me before-before... he got shot," I choke out. I sniff and clear my throat. "I was suppose to be born in Seoul but my mom had business across the border that she had to attend to. My brother stayed with my aunt in South Korea while my dad and uncle went with my mom to North Korea. While she was in North Korea she went into labor and I was born. Since I was born on their side I was a citizen therefore I couldn't leave. My dad, my mom, and my uncle could have left but they didn't. I was raised to hate the North Korean government and my uncle and dad were taken to be DMZ soldiers. One day when they were assigned together they snuck us in and we all run away together. We had to go through mine fields and under an electrocuted fence. My uncle didn't go fast enough and... he died. My dad stayed behind so me and my mom could make it out and he was shot..." I say looking down. The boy who saved me comes over and hugs me. When he pulls away I smile up at him gratifully. I take a deep breath and I look at the other boys.

"I guess I should introduce myself huh?" I say. I bow at them. "Hello, my name is Jeon Jin Sang. I am 15 years of age internationally."

"My name is Yoongi, you can call me Suga," the man who saved me says.

"My name is Jin, I am oldest brother," I man with broad shoulders says.

"My name is Namjoon," the man who was glaring at me says coldly. I don't think he likes me.

"My name is J-Hope! I am your hope!" A man says.

"My name is Taehying!!" A boy with a deep voice says. He looks like an 8 year old trapped in a grown man's body. He is practically jumping. Note to self: keep all sugar away from him.

"My names is Jimin. Call me oppa," he says winking. I roll my eyes at him and look at the last boy. He just stares at me wide eyed.

"Uh.... my name is Jungkook," he says. I look at him wierdly. Ok then... I turn around and look at Yoongi.

"Oppa can we eat? I'm really hungry," I say. He grins at me and nods. Jin suddenly grabs my hand and pulls me into the kitchen and sits me down as he cooks.

"Why do you call him oppa but not me??" Jimin whines pouting.

"Because, you are ChimChim," I say pointing at him, "you are TaeTae," I say pointing at Taehyung, "and you are Kookie!" I say pointing at Jungkook. All three of them grin at me as Jin puts down some food. I stuff my face. All 7 boys just stare at me as I devour my food. I just look back at them innocently. They just laugh at my face. Except for Namjoon and Kookie. Kookie is still staring at me weirdly.

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"Jungkook, whats your problem?" I hear Yoongi say outside my door.

"I don't know what you are talking about hyung," he says.

"You know what I mean. Why do you keep looking at JinJin weird?!" Aww! Yoongi-Oppa has a nickname for me.

"Just drop it hyung," Jungkook says. I hear him walk away. Yoongi-Oppa opens the door and comes in and lays down next to me. I roll over so I am looking at him.

"I don't think Namjoon and Jungkook like me," I say. He kisses my forehead.

"Yes they do. Now go to sleep," he says. I nod and we both drift off to sleep.