raven ღ na jaemin

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"wasn't expecting you to be a girl," the boy spoke, his tone laced with malice.

"funny you say that. i was expecting you to be a prick and i guess i was right," you retorted, forcing your voice to not shake. you knew you were completely at his mercy and he could kill for what you just said, but you thought it would be merciful if he ended your pain right then and there.

what you weren't expecting, however, was for his smile to grow wider. "you're brave, i'll give you that." with the blade still pointing at your throat, he reached down, gripped the collar of your shirt, and hauled you up so you were eye-level with him. you could feel his steely gaze boring into your eyes. the cold metal of his blade was pressed against your throat and you dared not even breathe.

"so now you're scared."

you were silent. your eyes flickered to look behind him, from where you could hear footsteps swiftly approaching.

"jaemin!" called a voice.

another voice yelled, "nice, you caught them." the two came into view, eyes widened in surprise upon seeing your trembling body.

a rough tug at your collar forced your attention back to the boy in front of you, any hint of humor gone from his dark eyes. "name," he spat.

"i..." you furrowed your brows as you found yourself struggling to remember. "y/n"

"well, y/n," he snarled your name, sending a shiver racing down your spine. "i suggest you answer all of our questions if you want to live."

you only managed a whimper in reply, the throbbing of your head growing.

"who are you?" he demanded in a low voice, almost a growl.

"y/n," you replied in a whisper.

"i know that!" he barked. "i meant, what do you work as? why are you here? did someone send you?"

you held back a frustrated sob. "i ca- i can't remember." you whimpered as he dug the blade deeper into your skin, his steely gaze growing even steelier.

"are you involved with 127?"

"no, i- what? i don't... know what 127 is."

jaemin sneered. "i'm gonna give you another chance to answer truthfully before i slit your pretty little throat."

"no, please! i'm telling the truth, i don't know what 127 is!" you cried, panicked.

one of the figures behind jaemin stepped forward, saying in an almost gentle voice, "she could be telling the truth."

jaemin kept his eyes trained intently on yours, and you pressed yourself as much as you could into the bark of the tree behind you.

after moments of silence, he lifted the blade from your throat and released his hold on your collar. your knees buckled and you collapsed, a shudder racking your body. jaemin just looked down at you contemptuously, but one of the guys behind him stepped forward and knelt down, supporting you with his arm.

"you ok?" he asked.

you couldn't answer because for the second time that night, you passed out.

[a/n]

what are y'all's theories? what happened to y/n? why did you lose your memories and how did you end up in the woods with a bloody wound? why does jaemin want to know if you're connected to 127? what even is 127? who are the other 2 people with him?