Do I Really Know You? | A NCT short Story✅️

II

"You must know... the yellow note in my locker, I really did not like the first lines though neither the fact that you mentioned my blouse, maybe you thought it could be cool for your joke or challenge or whatever you are trying to do, but is not funny, so please don't do that again, thank you," I deadpanly said but Mark was just more confused than before, " wait what?did you receive a creepy note? that was definitely not me, I just gathered up courage to speak to you during lunch and is not even going well," he said laughing and I took the sticky note out of my pocket and showed it to him, "so you are saying you never wrote this?" I asked and he nodded rapidly, "believe me, this is not even my handwriting, look," Mark said while taking one of his notebooks out of his bag. It was not his handwriting and Mark then looked at me worriedly, "it was not me, but you should be careful, or maybe someone is just playing a joke on you,"he said and I nodded, I could not totally believe him, but at the same time I was blaming him just because he was the person who casually decided to sit in front of me today, out of all the other days. Well, from starting he didn't seem like someone who could it, but still, you never know, "you can easily have someone else to write the note for you" I said and he denied immediately with his head, "no! I would never do that, I barely have time to sleep, why would I do something like that? Knowing that it can be damaging for my reputation?" He explained sounding really serious, so I decided to give him the benefit of the doubt, as his defense made senses somehow. "Yes... I'm sorry I suspected you, but I can't avoid it when this happened just today and you randomly decided to sit with me," I said apologetically and he smiled, "no problem at all, but... do you want me to walk you home today? I mean, you said that you think the note is creepy and the person who sent it to you may be observing you or following you, maybe you would like some company" he asked with blushing cheeks and puppy eyes. I thought for a second and declined his offer, it seemed suspicious to me.

Apparently he did not send the note, but maybe he was trying to take me to the person who actually did, maybe he was helping them, I thought meanwhile watching him drink his orange juice looking really cute, but lots of movies about creeps were being replayed in my mind. "But, I swear I'm not the person, I'm just as clueless about the note as you, and I'm even worried for you that's why I'm offering you my company today" he explained looking at my eyes.

After a while I decided that if he really never sent the note, then I could take his offer, I will keep and eye on him tho, actually, going home with someone else could be better for me.

After the long day was about to end I went to my locker to get some stuff to take home and found another sticky note falling, before going down to pick it up, I looked around, but again, no one seemed suspicious or was looking at me, so I read the note:

"Why everyone has a chance but me?
Don't make it harder.

P.S: Next time eat lunch with me instead

Sincerely yours: Your secret lover"

I was starting to feel uneasy. Then I heard my name being called by Mark who was ready to walk me home, I waved at him and showed him the note, he frowned and took it "girl, this isn't normal, and look I'm just coming from my math class, could not even have the chance to come to your locker" he stated, still defending himself, but I decided to believe him, so I smiled at him "sure... but if you ever know who the person is, tell them to stop, is not funny seriously," I said to him.

Mark waved goodbye at me when I was already in front of the door of my small dorm, yes, he took me safely to my home, so maybe he was saying the truth "I can come pick you up tomorrow morning" he said scratching the back of his neck and I chuckled, "you don't have to, you don't even have to worry about me, but thank you for walking me home" I said and waved at him before closing the door.

Next morning was chaotic, everyone at college was gossiping and checking their phones with alarmed looks in their faces. Intrigued, I took my phone out to check the school's website and instantly felt the blood draining from my body and my notebooks fell to the floor. There was a post with the news of the day, Mark got beaten up yesterday night, he was injured and was at the hospital. My gut feeling told me that this was something related to me.

I tried to focus on the lectures through the day but it was impossible, I was biting my nails and feeling unwell, I lost my appetite and decided to go visit Mark after classes.

To make things even worse, when I was at my locker at the end of the day, I got another sticky note, at this point I was feeling sick of this so I took it quickly and read it.

"I did what I had to do but he was lucky this time, guess I can do worse things.

P.S: You better walk home with me from now on, darling.

Sincerely yours: Your secret lover"

I could not keep quiet anymore, this person was the one who hurt Mark and will probably have no shame to harm other people or even me, their prank was not something small, they were taking it too far.

I ran to the bus station just on time to take the line that goes to the hospital. After getting off the bus, I was going as fast as I could to the entrance of the building as it started to rain heavily and my clothes were getting all drenched. Inside the hospital after asking at the reception where was Mark I went directly to his room, when I opened the door he was resting and a nurse was placing a tray of food on his bed.

When he saw me he smiled to me, but his face had multiple bruises and there was a cast in his left arm and another one in the right leg, "I was not expecting you to come" he said in a lower tone, "Of course I was going to come... I have to tell you something" I responded while sitting in the edge of the bed fiddling with my fingers and Mark nodded, "I received another sticky note and I think this person has something to do with your situation, they attacked you, did you see their face or maybe recognized their voice?" I asked Mark, feeling sorry for him, but he chuckled softly and did not look surprised, "I knew it was the person of the note, Y/n, after I dropped you off yesterday I saw someone following me and just before he pushed me to the floor, he stated that he was doing it for coming close to you, but... I do not remember his voice clearly and I couldn't see his face, I'm sorry" Mark confirmed to me and looked down at his lap. I felt awfully bad, "Mark, I'm sorry," I said and my voice started to crack with a few tears rolling down my cheeks, you never know how scared and fragile can someone be when facing something like this and I've never experienced a similar situation before. As I was living by myself here, I didn't want to worry my parents who were at my hometown thinking that everything was fine with me. Well, we also have to consider the fact that this all started yesterday and was happening too fast, plus I didn't have any close friends at the moment whom I can relay on, only Mark knew the situation and we were not even that close. "I will make sure to stop this person, they think they are funny but they are just getting themselves in trouble with me" I said firmly standing up abruptly, flipping my hair back, I was quiet ans shy, but I was not going to let this continue. I decided to ran back to the college not caring about getting more wet than what I already was, I was sure that I was going to find this person today itself, something was telling me that they were still at college and if they were that much of an oberver they were probably following me and closer to me than what I thought.

Ignoring Mark who was desperate calling my name advising to don't go alone, I already was already going down the stairs.

After exiting the hospital, I felt some eyes on me, the sixth sense of a woman tends to be right 90% of the time, I stopped on my tracks and gulped, when I was about to move my head to check my surroundings, a strong hand covered my mouth and with their strong arms they started pulling me with them, they took me to a dark alley behind the building of the Hospital and before I was able say or try anything like shouting, they pushed me hard against the wall behind me, making me hit my head with the bricks, I touched my head and saw blood my hand. Then, the person took off their cap and mask allowing me to see their face.