AYRA'S POV;

"Huh?!" The startled exclamation jolted me from my sleep. As I blinked my eyes open, the soft morning light filtered in, and I realized the elevator doors had quietly slid open. Standing in front of us was a small crowd, their faces etched with surprise. Among them, I recognized Kim from the third floor, her mouth hanging open in disbelief.

"Thank goodness we made it out alive without being shattered into pieces," I exclaimed, feeling a surge of relief. Ignoring the disdainful glances from most of them, especially the girls as I focused on the fact that we had survived.

I turned to my side and saw my...