|{Blood On The Corpse's Coffin}|•{(KNJ)}

{26}

The Sticky Note

Kurai was standing in front of a big, white door with a golden knob. 

Of course, she wasn't alone. Jin standing beside her, searching for the door's key.

A while ago after she finished her food, Jimin's phone rang. He cursed as he answered and ran out of the kitchen after waving goodbye at the young girl. 

She didn't really know the reason but the pink- haired man acted as if he had known her for a long time. Like they were old friends. 

Which was a bit odd to her.

Jin offered to show her the room she would stay in, and there they were. 

The brunette unlocked the door with a golden key and put his arm on Kurai's back, leading her inside.

The girl's mind was blank. Her face seemed normal, except that her eyes were wide as possible. 

She couldn't blink.

The room was almost three times bigger than her own bedroom. It had a white and golden theme, making whoever looking at it calm and relaxed, except for her.

She hated the color white. Especially if she was surrounded by it. 

It brought back the memories of a certain place she dreaded so much.

The color white had never been good news for her. She had spent a ridiculously long period of her childhood in plain white rooms.  

That was why she always liked the opposite color. 

The windows were wide and big, but they were covered with a golden curtain. 

There was a huge bed, a sofa, a desk, some bookshelves, and a closet in the room, each one of them in the perfect spot.

She got more surprised as she found some white, fluffy stuffed animals on the desk. It made the room look somehow softer.

'What am I? A child? Did they seriously think they abducted a toddler or something?' she scoffed at the soft toys.

Jin looked at the young girl. "So this is your room. It may not be your favorite, but we'll change it in a few days."

Kurai hesitantly went inside. She saw another door. 

'They even have a bathroom in here.' She thought to herself. 'Well, this is a whole palace-like mansion so why not?'

She turned over to face Jin. He had his classic smile that would never leave his luscious lips.

She wondered if he'd still be smiling like that while murdering someone. 

He walked over to the white closet and leaned his hand on it. "We got you a few clothes. So fresh up with a shower, it helps your mind get relaxed about the contracts."

Kurai walked over to the closet and opened it. Being unable to control her expression, she blurted out, "You call this... a few clothes??"

The closet was filled to the brim. She got dizzy by just looking at it, so she decided to put it for later.

Jin's attention went to her bag, his suspicions growing stronger. 

"Sweetie, don't you want to put your bag down? You've been carrying it all day."

Kurai looked at him, then slowly slipped her bag off her shoulder, leaving it to fall by her foot.

The older smirked. "What do you keep in that bag of yours anyway?"