Catch me if you can <Lee Know ff>

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Ugh... My head hurts so much... It's so cold here... What the hell happened?

Y/N gradually opened her eyes only to find herself tied up to a metal bar. The anxiety showed up in her body again, because of the scene around her. She started freaking out seeing all the blood on the ground, which has flowed from her head.

It looked like she was in some kind of an abandoned warehouse, with no one else around. She tried to free herself, but the rope was tied too well. Tears formed in her eyes at the thought that she might die soon, since her surroundings gave her no hope for escaping that place.

Multiple sun rays hit through the glass of the small windows, giving Y/N a clue that it was day now. She kept waiting and waiting for something to happen, but it was just silence.

Did he just leave me here?

And so, hours have passed and still no sign of the kidnapper or just something. Y/N started to feel dizzy since she lost enough blood to get her in that state. She rested her head on the metal bar and tried to fall asleep, that way, it would be easier to wait for her own death. And she did almost fall asleep when the door burst open revealing a familiar person.

She instantly opened her eyes as the man that had just entered, walked straight to her tied up body.

"Woah, you're awake! That's great, I thought you wouldn't survive that hit!" he said excited.

"Are you going to kill me now or what?"

Y/N just got to the point, speaking with a faint tone.

"Kill you? I like the way you think, but I haven't decided that yet."

She struggled to keep her tears in, because she didn't want to seem weak anymore, regardless of her being tied up with no chance of escaping.

"And when are you going to come to the decision?"

He made a 'hm' sound before responding.

"You're very talkative for someone with blood coming out of her head!"

She tried to observe all the features he was showing since his face was still covered by a black mask. When he came in, he brought a briefcase which he put on top of an old counter, unfolding it. He then took out of it a collection of knives, some were bigger, some smaller, longer, sharper, all kinds. He started sharpening each one of them, with a lot of care and concentration.

After finishing his thing, he took one of the knives and approached Y/N. He squatted down and looked straight into her eyes.

"You're really pretty! Are you a model or some kind of beauty influencer? What do you do?"

Y/N took a moment before responding.

"Why do you care?"

He chuckled.

"Why not? If I don't kill you, we might become friends!"

He winked as he gently wiped the tip of the knife against her neck. He looked so absorbed as if he wanted so bad to press it into her skin. But he eventually snapped out of it.

"So tell me." he smiled waiting for a reply.

"I'm just a waitress..."

She said, feeling out of breath. He gave her a shocked face, clearly not expecting that answer.

"Woah, really? I would've never guessed!"

Why did she lie about her job? She thought that maybe her acting skills might save her, so revealing that she's an actress would just weaken her chances.