"𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝"
"𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙄 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙚𝙣𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙪𝙧𝙣 𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙"
Kim Seokjin, the youngest supreme court justice in South Korea. He was the man who had everything anyone would ever want, money...
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Author's POV
Jin's eyes immediately snapped open at the sound. He actually was half awake, when heard a slight whisper, I mean he didn't hear the whole thing because I think he woke up by the end of the sentence. But he did hear a slight giggle, which kind of sounded familiar to him, but he couldn't think about it just yet, because he was fully awoken by the loud thud sound that echoed around the huge room.
He instantly sat up and started looking around while breathing heavily.
He couldn't really find anything or anyone as he looked around but his eyes quickly widened when he saw a small figure that sat on the ground, in the very far corner of the room that was on the other side.
He couldn't help but gasp lightly, it was...his doll.
And he was seeing it after such a long time since the last encounter. But his expression quickly wore off after remembering that...his doll will just leave him again. His cold poker face appeared again.
Jin was way more than sure, that this doll was far from normal, it was a paranormal doll. It was just too strange to not be. Like its sudden appearance and disappearance, it just made it too obvious.
He calmly stood up and slowly started walking towards it. Only the sound of the AC could be heard in the room before Seokjin decided to speak up.
"So you are here again..." He darkly chuckled before continuing.
"To cause more destruction to others? Well, I'm not complaining. But...why? Why am I the only one that you don't hurt?" He spoke his thoughts out loud.
Jin's head was filled with questions and bewilderment. He walked closer to the doll and finally picked it up. He kept speaking all thoughts he had been suppressing for years while deeply looking at it.
"I know you're no ordinary doll, you're far from that. But how do you keep coming into my life? How do you always know where I am? And then why do you keep disappearing?"
For some reason, very subtle pain was laced in his voice, especially in the last sentence. Maybe it was the past loneliness that was creeping up on him again. "
