Rise bolts, leaks to the press be damned

(chapter originally by Misayaka on writing.com)

This was insane on every imaginable level. The fans were crazy, Kanamin was downright passive, and the situation was beyond belief.

There was only one safe way out of that mess... and it was to leave Kanamin to her (seemingly self-inflicted fate).

So Rise ran as fast as her feet would take her.

"R-RISE! WAAAIT! Don't leave me with THEEEEEM!"

Rise winced at the pleading wail that faded off in her wake. She just had to tell herself the fans wouldn't let any harm come to Kanamin. She could take care of herself, after all... and then some. Sure, her modesty would probably(almost certainly) be compromised, but she'd be fine. ...hopefully.

Rise was far from that accident waiting to happen when she finally stopped to catch her breath, suddenly relieved she had no time to check her phone. She'd almost certainly be paranoid about that threat to let the whole world know about what she was(and wasn't) wearing.

The question was: what WOULD Rise do? Despite having escaped the immediate threat... she was still woefully undressed, and far from safe.

Rise checked her surroundings, and decided to-