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"[Hello, I am Felix.]"

As soon as Chan heard the boy again he immediately brought the telephone down.

"What the fuck?" He can't believe it! What was that? Is he experiencing some paranormal thingy in their new house? This is making him hate going back to Korea even more.

Chan brushed his hair using his fingers in frustration. He shook his head and tried to make himself believe that it was nothing but unfortunately, the telephone rang again.

"Fuck," he whispered again. Now he's contemplating whether to answer it again or not but then his stupid hand grabbed the telephone once again and placed it near his ear.

"[Hello? Why did you end the line? I'm Felix, I need something.]"

Chan can't explain what he is feeling right now. He's nervous about the fact that the telephone is working and there's some boy with a deep voice who keeps talking on the other line.

"[Hello? Are you okay? It's Felix, why are you not responding Mr Han?]"

Mr Han? Who the fuck is Mr Han? Chan is now confused.

"[Mr. Han? Are you okay? Please answer, my father will check the rooms in 10 minutes I really need your help.]"

Chan frowned this time, he didn't understand a thing. First, the old broken telephone is suddenly working. Second, the boy who keeps talking is creeping him out even though his voice is kinda cute and sexy at the same time. And lastly, who the fuck is Mr Han?

"[Mr Han? If you can't help can I just speak to Jisung?]"

Jisung? Who the fuck?

Chan is not having it anymore so he responded, "Sorry, wrong number." He said.

The boy in the other line suddenly gasped as if he's so surprised which made Chan roll his eyes.

What's the problem of this dude, seriously?

"[W-who are you?]" The boy from the other line asked nervously.

"I think I should be the one to ask you that," Chan responded.

"[Who are you? Wh-where's Mr Han?]" The boy ignored Chan's last response and kept asking the same question. He's asking for Mr Han with an obviously worried voice.

"Okay dude, I don't know what's your problem but there's no Mr Han here and stop breathing so loud on the mic of your phone okay? It's weird hearing it." The boy let out a nervous breathing which Chan noticed quickly.

"[W-who are you?]" The boy asked again.

"Seriously bro, what's your problem? You called so late at night looking for a person that I don't know and you're acting like I killed someone. What the hell is your problem man? Are you crazy?" Chan didn't get a response but he can hear the boy from the other line breathing heavily and as if he's doing something else and Chan assumes that the boy is writing.

"Hello? What now? You know what, never mind, and geez! You called the wrong number, don't ever bother calling again weird ass." Chan was about to put the telephone down but the boy from the other line spoke again.

"[Wait! W-wait sir. I don't understand you but please tell me who are you? C-can you please help me.]"

"Listen, man, I'll end the call now because you're fucking creeping me out I don't even know you."

"[I-i'm.. I'm Felix! That's my name.]"

"Obviously that's your name but you know I kinda don't care."

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