#minhoxoc

"It's a girl!" I heard a male's voice coming from above followed by a few gasps. I felt a loud thump and a boy jumped down right next to me. As my vision started to come back properly a skinny looking blonde boy stood in front of me with a confused expression. "Hey!" He greeted me and held out a hand to help me up. I pushed his hand away and stood up on my own.

"Where am I?" I asked confused but my voice sounded angrier then I wanted to let it.

"We will explain everything in time, but it's quite a long story, so let's get out of here first." He replied and held his hand out again. I looked up and saw a bunch of teenage boys looking at me like I was the newest attraction in a circus. Like a baby lamb in the zoo. It didn't make me feel comfortable at all, therefore I decided to decline his help again. I stood up on one of the barrels to get in eye level with the ground. I saw a wide green area in front of me. I placed my hands on the edge of the concrete that circled around the cage and pushed myself up to get out of it. The boys standing in front of me made space for me to get out before even asking them to do so. I saw the blond guy grabbing one of the other boys' hands and being pulled up to the ground. "Well, that's a way to do it too." He said chuckling happily.

"Please do explain." I asked as I looked around and I saw nothing but trees, wooden buildings of some sort, animals kept closed off behind a fence, and huge concrete walls all around the place.

"It's called the Glade." He said simply as if I was supposed to understand.

"The what?" I asked back looking around.

"The Glade." He repeated and it annoyed me.

"Well, guess what, I understood the first time as well. I simply wanted a better explanation of what on earth the Glade is. But I don't seem to be understood." I explained frowning.

"Okay..." He said pausing for a second taking a long breath. "the Glade is where we live. It's basically our home. We grow our food here, we breed our animals, we build our buildings, we all have a job to participate in." He explained, but it didn't seem to get processed by my brain just yet.

"And why on earth are you all here? Why on earth am I even here?" I asked still confused. A tall darker skinned guy walked up to me. He stood firmly and seriously. He had the aura of a leader as he towered over me.

"Come with me." He said and started walking away without waiting for me. I had no choice but to follow him as my head was filled with questions.

"I want answers." I said and stopped walking after him. "You all look at me like I'm some kind of a freak. I have no idea where I am, I see nothing but boys not even one girl is present and to be honest I can not even remember a single memory of mine so excuse me if you think I'm being too much, but I'm going to stuck on this same place if needed the whole day until someone gives me an actual explanation of what the hell is going on." I ranted in confusion. I wasn't angry or upset, I just felt like I was missing something. Better to say everything as I couldn't recall anything from my name, my age, people I knew, where I was born, not even minor trivial things.

The boy turned around and looked me in the eye.

"You will be told everything you need to know." He said briefly and started walking away.

"That's not good enough." I stated and crossed my arm in front of my chest. The way he turned back around was scary. He had a frightening look on his face and his eyes narrowed when he looked straight into my eyes. I felt a hand on my shoulder and saw the blonde boy stand next to me.

"Leave it to me Alby, I will take care of the greenie." He said with a gentle smile appearing on his face. For some reason his presence made me feel a bit more at ease but my guards were still up and they didn't plan to come down any time soon.

The guy, called Alby nodded as an acknowledgement of the blonde boy's offer and walked away without a second glance. I looked up at the happy boy and was offered a hand once again.

"I'm Newt." He said and the smile was still spread across his face. I shook his hand, but I couldn't give him the answer he expected.

"Well, I can't even remember my name!" I shrugged my shoulders and let go of his hand.

"Don't you worry, it will come back in time." He said reassuring.

"Who was that guy before?" I asked curiously.

"His name is Alby. He is the leader of the Glade. He can be a bit grumpy sometimes, don't take it personally. Although he probably isn't really happy with you, because you didn't behave as respectfully as he expects people to." He explained.

"Well I'm sorry I wasn't given a list of who to respect with all the information I have flooding in my head." I shook my head in disbelief. "It's not like I came here knowing who is who, therefore his behaviour is completely unnecessary." I shrugged and heard his quiet chuckles. I looked at him with a confused expression.

"Yeah, let's just not say that in front of him." He smiled and lead me around the Glade.

We went to check on the Slicers next but I quickly turned around and walked off leaving Newt behind. He chuckled at my run away attempt and lead me the the Builders. I just saw a bunch of guys working on some kind of a wooden model that I couldn't recognise, but I didn't feel comfortable standing around any longer. A guy with weird looking eyebrows walked up to us and looked up and down on me with disgust clearly displayed on his face.

"What is this?" He asked as if I wasn't even a human being.

"This?" I asked back. He nodded. "This is called a girl. I'm not a subject of some kind so if you would like to call me something, then 'she' would be the correct word." I replied with anger building up in my body.

"Nah, I'm good. I'm not interested in taking you into account as any more than 'this'." He shrugged and walked off.

"Is everyone annoying here or I'm just getting the best out of people?" I turned to Newt who just chuckled at me.

"Slim it girl, they will soon warm up to you." He kept chuckling.

"Yeah, looks like it." I said sarcastically and followed him to our next station.

Newt showed me the Council Hall, and then the Fields where he instructed some of the guys of the work they were doing. Then we continued to the wall where he explained to me briefly about all the names they had to carve in and how I would be also a part of it soon. We walked over to our next and last part, the Kitchen.

We stood in front of the kitchen counter or food shack as he called it. As I felt the smell of food coming out, my stomach rumbled. Newt laughed at the hunger my body very clearly reminded us of, and asked the dark skinned boy standing behind the counter to give us some food he had left from breakfast. Newt took two plates and lead me to one of the tables.

I kept looking towards the opening of the concrete walls while I forgot to focus on my food. I was wondering what could have been behind it and I felt like walking in there. But it seemed for some reason no-one went in or came out. It felt strange. I put another piece of bread into my mouth, but I didn't take my eyes of the massive walls surrounding the Glade.

"Why are you looking that way?" He asked pulling me out of my daze.

"I want to see what's behind it." I stated still keeping my eyes on the entrance.

"No!" He said firmly. I looked at him not understanding the situation. "Let me clear something up for you, before you even start doing anything around here. We have three rules you have to keep. Breaking them comes with very serious consequences. First of all Never go outside the Glade, unless you're a Runner. Only Runners know how to, when to and what to do when it comes to the area behind the walls. Secondly Never hurt another Glader. We have to trust each other and if you attack someone, that trust is lost. Not just between you, but it could affect the rest of the group. And last but not least, Everyone does their part. No slacking is accepted. Are we clear on the rules?" I looked at him still trying to process the situation. I kind of agreed with some of the things he said, but the the place behind the walls was way too inviting to explore.

"I mean sure, partly." I replied and didn't take my eyes off the concrete walls.

"Bloody hell, I have a feeling you are going to get yourself killed." He said and I chuckled at him.

"By what?" I asked and his face suddenly turned serious.

"I'm not sure I should be talking about that to a greenie." He shook his head.

"Well you already started it, so don't back off now." I pushed him. I wanted to know more. As much as it was possible to be honest.

"Behind those desirable walls of yours, there are monster-like beings, called Grievers. They are dangerous creatures with spikes and rods coming our of their backs. They are about five times the size of us and they attack you at any time if you are on their way. If you are stung by one of them, basically you are dead meat walking. That is why it's very dangerous to go behind the walls if you are not a runner. Even for them, they risk their lives every day when they go in there." He explained and I frowned at the picture that I imagined. It didn't feel like reality. I placed my chin into my palm and focused on the opening.

"What if someone unauthorised goes in there?" I continued questioning him.

"Don't even think about it." He warned me.

"But what if?" I pushed and he sighed at my stubbornness.

"Let's say that person survives for having such luck, then the person has to be punished for breaking the rules. I did mention rule number one before. Never go outside the Glade, unless you're a Runner." He reminded me again. "The consequences could wary. You could be thrown in to the pit, it's like a prison cell of some kind we built or even sent back out there for a whole night. And believe me, no-one ever survived a night in there." I looked at him as if he was telling me the most interesting story I've ever heard. And to be fair he was.

"I can't promise anything." I stated calmly and he just sighed in disagreement shaking his head.

"Where are we going?" I asked trying to start a conversation, but he was just looking down on the ground. "You aren't much of a talker, are you?" I continued and he looked up at me.

"I just don't easily get along with people." He said and we kept walking in silence.

We stopped in front of the kitchen and Frypan greeted us.

"Morning slackers."

"Morning." I replied as Chuck left us to do his job. I looked around as we walked into the kitchen. Utensils were hanging off the walls and the counter was full of unrecognisable ingredients. I knew nothing about cooking. I just felt I would be a disaster, but I wasn't the kind who gives up easily, so I gave it my all. Or at least I thought I would.

"First, please peel the potatoes." He asked and gave me a knife, a wooden cutting board and a basket full of potatoes. I looked down at my hands and realised I had no idea what to do. I started cutting into the edge of the skin trying to cut it off, but the potato in my hand became smaller and smaller when only a small uneven ball like vegetable left of it. "What on earth is that?" He asked frowning.

"Peeled potato." I replied trying to hold my laugh in.

"That?" He asked. "That has nothing to do with that. You wasted a whole potato for nothing." He shook his head. "Okay let's try something else. Here are some tomatoes. Cut them up into six equal parts." He ordered and put a box of tomatoes next to me. I took my knife and started cutting them up. The liquid started splattering around, my cloths were stained, my hand and arms were full of tomato pieces and the already cut vegetable looked nothing like it did when I started.

"What on earth is that, you Shuck-face?" He shouted at me and I could barely hold my laughter anymore as the edge of my lip twitching proved that. He was very much annoyed, but then he took a deep breath and calmed himself down. "Fine, we will try again." He looked around and gave me a bowl, full of white mass. "Do nothing, but stir it until I tell you to stop." I nodded and did as I was told.

Everything went smoothly until I started getting enthusiastic and the whole bowl fell on the floor.

"Sorry." I whispered.

"Enough!" He shouted and walked out of the kitchen. "Can someone take this disaster of a person out of my sight?" He shouted outside. Not long after he returned with a very curious Newt in his footsteps.

"What's going on?" He asked but from the smirk on his face I knew he already suspected the answer.

"This girl is a complete mess. She can't peel a potato or cut up a tomato. She can't even stir for God's sake. I do not need her to ruin my perfectly well organised kitchen." He explained while huffing as he kept running out of breath.

"It's okay, I will take her." Newt said trying to hold his smile back. He took my arm and lead me out of the kitchen. We stopped in front of the entrance of it as Newt turned me towards himself. "I guess, you won't be a cook then." He laughed.

"I tried very hard though." I looked at him with all my cuteness to make him believe me, but he could see through me.

"Honestly, are you going to ruin all the work just so you can become a Runner?" He asked with a know it all expression.

"Hey! That's not what I did. I mean I really would like to try myself out as a Runner, but I didn't do it on purpose. I'm just simply not skilled to be in the kitchen." I explained while crossing my arms in front of my chest sulking.

"Fine, fine, I got you. But you are a girl though." He said and I looked at him in disbelief.

"Don't you start it too!" I hissed at him and he knew he had to stay quiet.

We started walking towards the Blood House, but halfway there I stopped and shook my head. Newt looked confused at my behaviour, but I just kept shaking my head.

"What is it?" He asked.

"I'm not going there." I replied as I saw a pig trying to run away but the guy who was responsible for him ran after him, caught him off guard and cut his throat without even blinking. I started heaving and I held my hand in front of my mouth as I almost threw up. I ran to the closest tree and tried to organise my breathing and keep my stomach's content inside.

"I guess that's a no then." He said. "Come with me." He waved towards himself and we started walking towards the Field. "Hopefully you will be better at this." He said with a smug grin still sitting on his face.

"You are enjoying this, aren't you?" I asked returning the smile.

"I mean, I kind of do." He said scratching the back of his neck. "It's funny seeing you not being able to do anything. Minho might just be right in the end." He stick his tongue out at me.

"You did not just say that!" I gasped in surprise. "That was harsh, don't you think?" I asked.

"Harsh, but honest." He stated calmly and put a shovel into my hand.

I felt hands grabbing my shoulder before I was pulled up and away from Minho. I screamed, I started kicking, I even bit the man who came to stand in front of me trying to cover my mouth. I tried to resist with all the power I have left, but they were stronger. The way the man's hands dug their way into my skin was excruciating and by trying to escape I just made it worse. I looked down at Minho's body laying across the floor. It seemed lifeless.

"Minho!" I screamed his name trying to get his attention, but he was unconscious.

"Look at me, you little rascal." The man standing in front of me harshly grabbed my chin and made me look at him. His blue eyes looked at me with an ice cold look. "You will do as I say or your little friend will die here." He grabbed his gun from his side and pointed it towards Minho. I followed every movement of his crying.

"Please don't do it. Please help him. Please!" I pleaded. A disgusting grin appeared on his face.

"Are you going to be a good girl?" He asked and I nodded without hesitation. "Promise me you won't try run away and you will complete all the tests obediently without even a hint of resistance." I nodded as quickly as I could. I just wanted them to get to Minho.

"I promise!" I finally answered. He nodded towards a group of men standing around the corner dressed in black, weapons hanging off of their side. They lifted Minho's unconscious body and took it out of my sight. I followed his unconscious body until it has completely left my sight.

"He will be fine. But you" He laughed. "not necessarily " He held his gun up to my head and hit my temple.

I woke up sweating and trying to catch my breath. I didn't know where I was at first, but then I recognised Minho's shirt on me and everything came back. It was just a dream. I was confused at how real it seemed, but I didn't pay much attention to it as I saw Newt at the entrance.

"I thought you were never planning on waking up." I heard Newt's voice.

"I thought I would never wake up." I replied.

"Bad dreams?" He asked and opened my door. "Come on." He lead me out of the pit.

"Yeah, a horrible one." I nodded. "Where are we going?" I asked and didn't have to think twice, before I saw the Council Hall. "Oh!" I said quietly.

"Yeah, it's time to decide what you wanted all along." He smirked.

We walked in to the room and I saw all the Keepers scattered around the place. I saw Zart, Alby, Clint, Gally, Frypan, Winston, 3 other boys whose name I wasn't sure of and last but not least Minho. Newt lead me to a chair at the back of the hall and made me sit down on it. I placed my hands in the pocket of Minho's hoodie and listened to Alby.

"As you all know I called this gathering because Y/N has been wanting to become a Runner." I heard some gasps coming from the Keepers making me realise not everyone was aware of my will. "She has however refused to do any other jobs, therefore as a punishment, she had to stay overnight in the pit." He sighed. "As the problem doesn't seem to be solved easily, I called this meeting to make a decision on what will happen to her." He finished.

"But Alby, she is setting a bad example." One of the boys I didn't know spoke. "If we actually vote her to be a Runner for whatever miraculous reason it will just show to the other Gladers that they can go against the orders as they will be forgiven after being punished mildly once." Alby hummed quietly.

"However, she also sets the example of how to stand up for yourself and how to chase after what you want." Newt started.

"If we have a Runner like her, it shows determination and that is always a positivity. Don't forget, the Gladers need people who they can look up to. And they might not do so just yet, but with her determination it could actually effect people in a better way too." Newt stood up for me. It made me smile and I whispered a thank you as he looked at me.

"So Johnathan you are voting with a No and Newt your vote is a Yes, am I correct?" Both questioned nodded in agreement.

"How do we even know if she will do well in the Maze? We never actually seen her do anything." I scoffed at the unknown boy's reaction and everyone looked at me in despise. I tried to hide in the hoodie unsuccessfully. "Oh I'm sorry, we did actually see her, ruining Frypan's kitchen, running away from the Slicers, because she can not handle a little blood and get injured on her first week here. I don't think it would be a good idea." He finished his monologue.

"I would be happier if she stayed in the Glade." Clint said. "She could help us out in the Med-hut, but if she wants to go and wants to get herself killed, then bless her."

"To be honest, I saw her working on the Fields and she was doing well, but I don't think I'm in any position to decide what she would like to do. I mean we are Keepers, yes and we do have to take care of our people, but I would never force someone to do something they don't want to. So let her be a Runner if she wants to." Zart explained and I was very grateful for his words.

"Are we really actually sitting here discussing a little girl's problem? Why do we even care? Let's just push her in the Maze. As far as I'm concerned she will just slow us down." Gally spit it hatefully.

"Is that supposed to be a yes?" Alby asked and Gally nodded whispering a whatever. "Sid?" Alby turned towards a boy I have only seen once when I entered this room.

"It's a no from me. She should stay put and just do as she is told." I scoffed at him and got glares from all the participants.

"I think we should make her a Slopper. By my personal experiences she has proved herself to be useless in more than one occasions, therefore I wouldn't want to entrust her with finding a way out of here. She would make us get lost in the end." Frypan stated and crossed his arms in front of his chest. He was still sulking about his kitchen even though I didn't even set it on fire or did anything to it that's remotely dangerous.

"I don't think she should go out there either." Winston stood up to talk. "I'm not saying it's because she is a girl or because she is useless. I haven't even had a proper conversation with the girl, but if she really can't handle cruelty how is she going to behave with a Griever. I don't think it's a good idea. I'm voting with a no." He finished and sat back down. I started losing my positivity. It seemed like everyone was against me.

"I think we should give her a chance. She did go against orders and doesn't seem to respect our rules just yet, but I do agree that with her determination she could pull on the group if it comes to that." My eyes widened at Alby's monologue. I thought he would have been the last one to agree, but he stood on my side after all. "It seems we have 5 votes for Yes and 5 votes for No. Minho? It's up to you now." He explained and put his hand on Minho's shoulder.

"For what?" I asked trying to look into his eyes, but his gaze was fixated on the sky.

"For letting you go with him." He sighed. "I was supposed to be going with you, but last minute I changed my mind." I was confused.

"You know what? I don't get you." I started. "You changed your mind you say. But this isn't the first time. You have been ignoring me, you have not been talking to me, you have been literally avoiding me and it confuses the hell out of me. What is going on?" I asked in frustration.

"I have been nagged by the guys for a while." He sighed. "They keep telling me that you like me and I clearly am aware of it as you said yourself, but they keep telling me that they know I like you too and I should finally accept it and I just got fed up and I thought that the best option would be to distance myself if I wanted the rumours to stop." He explained.

"So basically you are just a coward." I showed him a thumbs up and turned back to look at the sky.

"You could call it that." He agreed.

"You know I just don't get one thing. You don't like me and that's that but why do you even care about what others think? I thought the big Minho, the Runner, the Keeper of the Runners wouldn't care about such minor things." I said sarcastically and looked back at him.

"Because I don't know what I feel." He sighed and I frowned in confusion. "If I didn't like you, it would be easy. I'd just ignore them. But I don't actually know what I feel." His expression looked puzzled. I raised an eyebrow at his sudden burst of honesty.

"Well figure it out then." I shrugged my shoulders. I didn't have energy to deal with other people's feelings when even my own ones were scattered around.

"It's not that simple." He stated and finally looked at me. Even in his eyes I could see how lost he was. He was new to these feelings. He only had to deal with boys so far, but I wasn't experienced either. Or at least I didn't remember if I was.

I felt a sudden confidence boost ran through my body and I did something I never knew I would have the courage to do. I leaned towards Minho and kissed him. His lips were soft even though I thought they would be rough. I slowly started playing with his lips. It came naturally as if my lips knew what to do. But he didn't kiss back.

I wanted to pull away feeling embarrassed, but he didn't let me. He grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me back. He started kissing me passionately playing with my bottom lip. He pushed his tongue out trying to gain entrance and I let him. I silently moaned in pleasure and placed my hand on his chest. His tongue was dancing with mine forcefully. I was taken back by the amount of pleasure he was giving me. I wanted to get lost in his arms, but he started slowing down and soon parted us.

I looked straight into his eyes and I could see the same feelings I felt. Passion, care and the will to get lost in the moment. But it mixed with confusion. He didn't know how he felt. I leaned back to the trunk of the tree and looked back at the sky. I didn't know what to say. I didn't know why I did it, let alone why he returned it.

"Let's forget about that." He said scratching the back of his neck. I saw every movement of his from my side vision. I scoffed. I felt broken. Let's ignore it, let's pretend it never happened, but forgetting about it was a strong word of use.

"Sure." I replied plainly. "Go ahead."

"What do you expect me to do then?" His frustration was very clear.

"I don't expect anything. I can very well pretend that nothing happened, but I can not forget. I'm sorry." I shrugged my shoulders and started getting up, when he grabbed my wrist.

"I don't understand you." He sighed looking straight into my eyes.

"You don't understand me? Me?" I raised my eyebrows in disbelief. "I don't understand you. I know what I feel and I know how to handle it. Yes, it was my mistake to kiss you, but so far I went along with everything you have done. You ignored me and I didn't say anything. You didn't talk to me and so I went to Ben or Newt when I needed something. You avoided me so I didn't go near you. What else do you want from me? If you didn't realise we haven't found a way out of this place yet therefore I'm sorry, but I can't just disappear. Or at least I'm not planning on getting myself stung so you can just get rid of me." I pulled my wrist out of his hands. "Sort yourself out." I said angrily and walked off.

I headed towards my room when Newt stopped me along the way.

"I didn't eavesdrop or peep, but what just happened..." I didn't let him finish it.

"Please just ignore it. I do not want to hear about it any more. It was a mistake from both of us and that's that." I said and left the dumbfounded boy behind. I didn't want to think about anything but my bed and sleeping.

"Is that all? Are you giving up? I thought you would keep up longer than this." He had a smug expression on his face.

"No, I'm not giving up. I'm fed up with you." I kept trying to normalise my breathing. I stood up and walked towards him. I only stopped a few inches away from him. "I don't mind training, I don't mind reaching my limits or even going over. I, however am fed up with your behaviour. What is wrong with you? You aren't making me train, you are trying to sabotage me." I shouted at him.

"I don't know what you are talking about. I thought you wanted to improve yourself." He said as if he was completely oblivious to my theory.

"You very well know what I'm talking about. You have been training me for weeks, I have been improving, even I see that I do not need as much rest as before, but you keep coming at me with insults instead of complementing my work. I'm not saying you should be all nice and sweet, but your non-stop nagging is destroying my determination and you are completely aware of it, so don't play dumb with me." I pushed on his chest. "You are trying to make me give up."

"If you can't do it, then don't, but don't blame me for your weakness." He hissed as if he was holding back his temper.

"Hey guys, what's going on?" Newt walked up to us. "I'm feeling some tension here." He said with a smirk on his face.

"No way captain obvious. If you didn't say that we wouldn't have realised." I groaned in annoyance. "I'm fed up with your little friend here." I pointed at Minho. "He is trying to sabotage me. He is trying to make me give up."

"Did you give up?" He asked simply and I shook my head in response. "So why does it matter?

"Because he doesn't let me go into the Maze. He does nothing but nags me all day long and I'm losing patience."

"I saw you have improved, but he is still your Keeper, he knows better how to prepare you for what's behind the walls." He explained and I just groaned.

"Wipe that smug grin off your face!" I said to Minho.

"Sorry, can't do that." He smirked and I just wanted to punch him.

"Don't be surprised if one night I break into your room and suffocate you with your pillow." I hissed at him and he just laughed.

"If you had as much power to do so, you would already be in the Maze. But seeing you so worked up it seems you still have energy left so why are you wasting it on arguments?" He asked and I hated that he was right. I could have spent my energy on more useful things, but I didn't know if it was worth it.

"Slim it, I don't care what you are saying. I'm leaving." I said and left the two of them behind. I saw Ben returning to the Glade and ran up to him.

"Hey can I interrupt you for a second?" He nodded in response. "When you finished in the Map Room, can you help me out? I know you are tired, but I could use some advice." He had a gentle smile appearing on his face and slowly nodded.

"I will be out in just a bit. Wait for me and we can talk while eating. I'm starving." I returned his smile and sat down next to one of the biggest trees while waiting for Ben. He didn't take long, I only waited about 15 minutes. As I wasn't a runner, I didn't get a watch yet, therefore I could only guess the time.

"Come on up." He said reaching for my hand. I accepted his help and stood up. We started walking towards the kitchen, grabbed a plate each and left. It was more comfortable to talk without the eager eyes following us. We sat down next to the camp fire that was out now and started munching on our food. "So what's up?" He asked.

"I'm very tired, Ben. I have improved so much. Even I can see it. I can go for hours without panting like a maniac, I don't have to stop to rest because I ran out of breath, my reaction skills became faster even I was surprised at how quickly I did on his tests, but he keeps nagging me, telling me I'm still not good enough, that I should be giving up." I sighed and stuffed my face again.

"I think he is being over protective." He replied simply.

"What do you mean? Overprotective of what?" I frowned as I didn't understand what he meant.

"Of you." I laughed silently. "I'm serious. We never had a Runner who was a girl. It's something new and he is unsure of how to handle the situation. I don't think he looks down on you, just because you are girl. He is just saying it to make you give up. I think he simply doesn't know what to do. Believe me, he is aware of how much you have improved through out the weeks, but he isn't sure if he should let you go already so he keeps wasting time." Ben's words made me think very seriously. If what he said was all true, then I didn't know what else to do. It just confused me even more. "Give it a little more time and he will give in eventually. He can't keep training you forever when everyone sees your improvement. And I mean everyone talks about it, Y/N." I narrowed my eyes looking up at him. "Yes indeed, they talk about how fast you've became and how well you've been handling the pressure since you started training. And Minho very well knows that there are eyes on you. So he will have to give in sooner or later." I sighed in frustration and hid my face behind my hands.

"I'm just tired of playing around. I feel like I'm getting nowhere." I shook my head and started massaging my temple. "I know I'm getting better, but for what, when I can't use it?" He gently put his arm around my shoulder.

"You will be off the leash soon enough. Don't stress over it." He reassured me.

"Thank you." I smiled feeling better than before.

"What are you two up to?" I heard that annoying voice and I groaned. We looked back to see Minho standing behind us. "I thought you should be resting as you are going back into the Maze." He targeted Ben. "And you have training tomorrow, so why are you sitting around instead of getting some rest? You are always complaining about that anyway." I rolled my eyes and stood up along with Ben.

"Good luck!" He said and walked away while giving me a wink. I chuckled at his cheeky behaviour but I turned back to Minho, the smile disappeared from my face in an instant.

"Don't you get tired of nagging me? Don't you have better things to do as a Keeper?" I asked with clear boredom in my voice.

"Don't you have better things to do than talking back?" I sighed and walked around him heading to the kitchen to place the dirty plate on the counter. I had no more energy left to fight with him.