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Author's POV
Namjoon didn't understand what just happened. It was all too sudden for him. It was hard to contemplate the events that just happened in less than seconds. Though, Namjoon just kept playing the piano. His brain was filled with suspicion and questions. How did it happen? Did it even happen? Is it possible? Why did it happen?
Also, the thing that was written there... was just weird. If there WAS actually a ghost, then why the hell would he call Namjoon beautiful?! Like a ghost or whatever it was, just called him beautiful!
The more he thought the more he wanted to know. But as he continued to play, he felt something. Something was off. Something wasn't right. It was as if something was trying to push him forward. He looked behind and saw nothing. But it kept pushing him. He then gave a quick glance at the clock that was hung on the wall in front of him.
Namjoon's breathing hitched. Now this one got to Namjoon, it made him scared at the slightest. All the hands of the clocks were moving at a supersonic speed. That alone just looked horrifying for some unknown reasons. I mean time just fastened itself, TIME! Can you believe that?
This is how it looked like.
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Namjoon was shocked but he thought that there was probably just something wrong with the clock, so he looked at his watch. It was the same, it was also moving at a rapid speed. Namjoon was just beyond shock. His mind was blank and empty. What in the world was even happening?!
But after a few seconds...everything stopped. The time on the clock went back to normal. The force that was being put on his back, stopped. This was just like last time when the wind blew at him. At this point, Namjoon was 100% sure that something was happening around him, to him, for him. He didn't know why, but it was just happening.
He looked at the time on the clock and it was 3 am, sharp. He sat up and just stared before taking a long sigh. He closed the lid of the piano and put the white cloth over it. He looked one last time at it before walking out and closing the door. He won't be seeing the piano for a while.
He stepped into the living room and it was completely dark. The only light source there was, was the bare minimum light from the outside. He couldn't see everything perfectly but when his eyes adjusted, he was able to see enough to make his way back to his room. It was also very obvious that everyone was sleeping in their rooms.
Namjoon was walking until he heard his tummy growl. It sounded even louder because there was an intense silence in the whole house. A silence that felt slightly deadly. Though he just ignored the sound, he didn't feel hungry. He never truly felt hungry, but he just forced himself to at least eat the normal amount every day. To be honest, even that felt like a burden.
He went inside his room and locked the door, it was his habit. It was not because he was scared or something, it was just a habit. He then went to a corner and slumped down. He let out a long sigh and looked down. A lot was going through his brain. But he didn't know how to think about it.
He was still silently staring at the floor. But then, he again noticed things appearing on the wall that was on the other side of the room, in front of him. He didn't know what to do. Should he like to talk to it? Or should he just pretend that he saw absolutely nothing?
"I see, stressed and tired. I mean, you have been playing for a while and have seen a lot of dumb things happen..." The words of the unknown creature appeared on the wall, in the same handwriting and colour.
Namjoon hesitantly and slowly crawled towards the wall. Then sat back down. His brain was still blank as always. The words disappeared and another thing got written. "Aren't you gonna say anything? Like, a hello or something?" Namjoon snapped out. "uh...h-hello..." He said quietly. "After what has happened, I honestly don't know what to say to you." He spoke again. Namjoon started feeling cold on his right side. Maybe it was the ghost.
"Yeah, you are right. I am sorry about that." The ghost wrote. "So...you were the one...w-who made it happen?" "You can say that." "Why and how?" Namjoon asked. This one took a while to be written down. "Oh well...I realised that talking to you at that time wasn't appropriate. I can't tell you how. But I really wanted to talk to you so...I thought that maybe if I just fast forward time, then we will have a nice and quiet time alone. ~(￣▽￣)~"
Namjoon chuckled at the kaomoji at the end. "So you wanted to spend time with me?" Namjoon asked. "Yes! (^///^) Also, I hope you don't mind me putting a bunch of kaomojis. You can't really see me so I thought to make my writing a little bit more interesting." "It's fine. I actually find it cute." The ghost started writing again. "I am very surprised that you are so comfortable right now and not freaking out to death."
"Yeah me too. I guess I just already expected scary and paranormal things to happen in my life." "Do you watch a lot of horror movies?" "Actually, yeah. I do, it makes my life a tiny bit more interesting." "Oooooh I see! φ(*￣0￣)" "Also, is it you who is making me feel cold?" Joon asked curiously. "Oh...yeah. Is it too cold? Should I stay a little away from you? ψ(._. )>" "No No! I just wanted to ask. I like being in the slight cold anyway."
Another kaomoji appeared on the wall. "(*≧▽≦)ツ. Also, you don't mind being up a little late do you?" "Absolutely not! I love being up at night. I am a night owl for a reason." Namjoon giggled. "Another thing..." The ghost wrote. "Yeah?" "Um like....do you mind being friends with me?" He wrote in extremely small letters, probably because he was shy.
Namjoon squinted his eyes and chuckled. "Of course...but!" "But?" "But you will have to promise me that you won't leave me," Namjoon said. "I promise that I won't leave you!" He wrote.
'I am sure that he will eventually leave me as well. Ghost or human, he will leave for sure, just like everyone else.' Namjoon thought.
