We glared at each other in horror. There's no way we could get out of here with all those obsessed people out there crowding the place with their obnoxious phones and cameras flashing our way.
"Tae oppa!!!"
"Oppa it's you right?"
"Come out opppaaa! "
We could hear the fans yelling from the other side of the door.
"What are we going to do?" Taehyung looked at me and I shared the same terrified feeling and expression he had.
There was only one way left to escape, only one that I could think of, I don't know how it's going to turn out, but I have to try. So, without sharing my thoughts with Taehyung, I picked out my phone and dialled his number.
(A FEW MOMENTS LATER)
I took a huge deep breath as my fingers wrapped themselves around the cold metal bar attached to the door. I can do this, I just have to walk, that's simple enough right?....
With a click like sound, I pulled the door towards myself and there it was.