*Third POV*
"Are you listening to me Anjali?" Dong-jun asked making Anjali stare at him for a few seconds nodding her head at last.
Anjali could feel as if she is being trapped more trapped than her way back home. Only if it wasnt for the competition she would have fled a long while ago.
"Yes Ma dont worry I'm okay," Anjali said laying with the coner of her dress with a small smile over her face. Looking at her mother on the laptop screen through the video call.l
"I don't look like you are okay Mamumi!! The news is all over!! How can you say you are okay?" Anjali's mother yelled with concern all over her face the girl just smiles looking right back at her mother.
"It will as someone was killed and attacked in one of the biggest competitions Maa"
