Taehyung POV
"Y/N? How did get here?"
She took a deep breath and said, "Hmm... I had to. Because you're stressed. You stress a lot. You should relax."
"How did you understand that I'm stressed?"
"I wouldn't understand? I would understand!? Maybe you're forgetting that I'm your friend. When I was depressed, you helped me overcome. So, now I'm here to help you."
"How will you help me?"
"I have my ways. But first tell me why are you stressed?"
"You know that I'm stressed. So, you should know why I'm stressed." I said avoiding eye contact."
She again took a deep breath and said, "Hmm... But I wanna hear it from you. If you want you can fight with me, yell at me, argue with me. But don't stay so down."
"There's a lot of work pressure on me. I have to finish writing this song and my head doesn't work."
"Don't think about anything else right now. Get all the thoughts out of your mind. Just think about all the good things."
"Ok. Will you stay here with me for a while?"
She came and sat beside me. "You're just hallucinating. I'm not really here. I can only be here as long as you imagine."
"Huh?" I rubbed my eyes to see better. "Y/N? Y/N?"
I guess I was hallucinating. Why do I feel her presence everywhere?
[ The next morning ]
Author POVTaehyung came to the hotel you were staying at. He went to the reception and asked the receptionist, "Excuse me, could you call a person named Y/N who is staying at room no. 2206 and ask her I'm here to meet her."
"Ok, sir. What's your name?"
"Vincent Van Gogh."
The receptionist dialed the phone and called you.
[ On the phone ]
Y/N : Hello.
Receptionist : Miss Y/N? Someone called Vincent Van Gogh is here to meet you.
Y/N : Vincent Van Gogh? Ok, tell him to stay there I'm coming.
[ Call ended ]
"What did she say?" Taehyung asked.
"She asked you to wait. She'll be here in a few minutes."
Y/N POV
"Who was it?" my grandma asked.
"It was the receptionist. She said someone has come to meet me. So, I'm going to the lobby."
"Wait, don't go alone. I'm coming with you."
"Fine. Let's go."
Who is this Vincent Van Gogh? Wait, doesn't Taehyung call himself Vincent Van Gogh? Could it be him? No, why would he wanna meet me?
I went to the lobby and I was right. It WAS Taehyung.
_______________________________________A/N: I know this part is kinda shitty. 😅 But I promise the next part will be better. 😓
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