🝔 PARANORMAL
🝔 "Didn't I tell you to not wear all black? People will misunderstand. First, you were an assassin and now a thief. Tell me . . . What are you really?"
She found him intriguing
Ended : March 2022
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"Where the hell did she drop me off?!!" He tried to refrain his anger from building up any further than it already is but his patience was at its peak. The boy couldn't find his way back home at all. It's been hours and already close to lunchtime. Yet he was clueless of his surroundings and was unable to recognise a single street.
There were somewhat traditional kinds of housing however, they looked modern due to the interior design. It may have been creepy but due to his impulsive curiosity, he peeked through a window. They were built strong with bricks and hard rooftops however due to the expensive wooden texture it made them seem traditional even though they weren't. He began to question himself if he was still in Seoul or some drama setting.
Frustration slowly tip-toed up within him as he realised that he is yet again lost. Deep down he didn't want to blame her because she helped him get out of the forest. But due to the bundle of anger that was surging in his veins, he couldn't help but let it out all on her.
He was losing hope but then there was a huge chatter heard from afar. Mingles of voices of in a distance. Jeno instinctively made way closer. But to his dismay, it wasn't any place he recognised. Busy streets with masses amount of people roaming around. Exotic scents of food travelled the air infiltrating his nostrils. Naturally, the boy's stomach growled uncontrollably as his eyes feasted upon the street food. Deprived of nutrition from the day he did not waste a second to step in.
Mesmerised by the unique buildings and surroundings he walked around admiring the market and luscious cuisines on the way. Many eyes fell on him as he strolled down. On normal occasions, people who stare at him walk up and ask for a photo or an autograph. Others would take pictures from afar. However, these people were moving away creating a path for him to walk through. He wasn't complaining because he felt some sort of authority seeing them create a path like the ramp walks that he attends to but then actually thinking about it, it felt off.
This is too good to be true
He then noticed that they were actually all avoiding him. Disgusted looks thrown at him. Juging facial expressions. Furrowing his eyebrows Jeno examined his body up and down.
Do I smell?
Lifting his right arm he sniffed his underarm and then his hoodie. It wasn't terrible, but his hoodie was all roughed up with mud smeared over it. Internally he groaned and carried on striding until a delicious looking dumpling stall caught his eye. Starving, his feet led him towards the stall automatically.
"Can I have 3 please?" The old man's eyes widened at Jeno's gruesome attire. The boy was well aware, but he did not have the energy to even feel embarrassed or take into account that he was being judged. Nonetheless, the old man handed him the bag. "That will be 5 gems"
