Kibum did as was instructed, moving towards the wall until his back touched it. He had never been so scared in his life, especially when your at gun point. He actually had fear in his eyes, rather shaking for having to stare at the gun barrel the whole time. He looked at the girl, then thought to himself,<span style="font-style: italic">Well, too late, Carlos..  I can leave this hell hole and be in Paradise. You got nothing on me now... Though I wish I wouldn't have to receive my wings so soon..</span>"Err.. What is it that your doing?" he asked the girl, hoping that she would at least lower the gun or put it away or something. He didn't like being in the Ravens, he didn't like this gang thing.. Practically, he was more worried about his grandfather at home.. probably wondering where he was.. 'Oh yeah, I'm fine grandfather, I just have a gun barrel to the head, it's fine..' is what he would have said to his grandfather if he could, but it was all just useless breathing..