"Behind the door of Room 400, whispers stir and shadows play,
What lingers there may change your fate... if you dare to stay."
(Everything written in this book is fictional it has nothing to do with the idol's life, thank you.)
Seokjin paces in front of room 400, looking every bit the melodramatic hero. Y/N lounges on the floor, munching almonds like it’s a snack-time war strategy. She whistles, calling him over. He turns, and she thrusts a handful of almonds at him.
“You should eat it. I’m no longer needed,” Seokjin says, rolling his eyes.
Y/N shrugs, pops one in her mouth, and keeps chewing.
Seokjin sighs and continues pacing. The elevator dings — out rush Felix and Eunwo.
“In case she gets possessed, I brought the priest!” Felix announces proudly. Eunwo flashes a smile.
“This priest is fake,” Seokjin mutters.
“No! You don’t know what he can do! He literally paid my bill. I love him!” Felix says.
Y/N jumps up. “HE PAID FOR YOU?!”
Felix nods. Y/N rushes to him. “Then pay for me too! I have a $200 debt!”
Eunwo raises an eyebrow. “Do I look like your father? Why should I pay?”
“BUT YOU ARE MY FATHER!!” Y/N yells. Eunwo looks away. “Go die. I’m not paying for anyone,” he mutters, arms crossed.
“This ugly-handsome man isn’t giving me money back—at least kill him!” she gestures at Seokjin.
“WAEE! I’M NOT UGLY!!!” Seokjin yells.
Felix taps Y/N’s shoulder. She turns to see her brother, Hoseok, standing there. She screams and hides behind Felix. Hoseok immediately rushes to her, gripping her ear.
“You’re giving debts to guys now, huh?! Let me out, I’ll tell Appa about your deeds!” Hoseok yells, dragging her to the elevator.
Eunwo and Felix snicker while Hoseok pushes her in. She glares back at Seokjin; he hisses.
Seokjin mutters, “Now they’ll ask for money together…” and flops against the wall. Eunwo and Felix exchange glances.
“There’s a big ghost… let’s just go to our rooms,” Eunwo says. Felix screams and dives into the elevator, Eunwo following.
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INT. ROOM 400 – NIGHT
Hoseok shoves Y/N inside. “THANK GOD THE GHOST CLOSED THE DOORS. I’VE SEEN YOUR TRUE COLORS!!”
“I DIDN’T DO ANYTHING BEHIND YOUR BACK!!” she yells.
“Yeah? Giving money to Seokjin Hyung, what was that then?!” Hoseok demands.
“He asked me for money in a holy way,” Y/N defends, flustered.
Hoseok’s expression softens. “You did great,” he admits.
“I know, oppa. I never interacted with a guy. Felix is under eighteen, Jeongin too. I never did anything behind your back. W-why are you blaming me?” Her voice cracks; her eyes gloss over.
“I’m sorry,” Hoseok whispers, pulling her into a hug.
“I forgive you, oppa,” she replies, hugging him back. They break the hug, and Hoseok wipes a tear.
“My brave sister,” he murmurs.
Y/N rushes to the elevator. The ghost floor is empty. She approaches room 400, hands trembling on the doorknob. Before she can open it, a hand grabs her wrist and yanks her inside.
Pinned to the wall, she slaps wildly — until a familiar slap hits her forehead. She looks up, recognizing Seokjin.
“UGH! YOU SCARED ME!”
“I heard a sound,” Seokjin mutters.
“I want to make sure if it’s a ghost or not,” she says.
Seokjin narrows his eyes. “Just remember: your face pisses me off. I’m only answering because I took money from you. You are nothing to me.”
Y/N pouts. “I know that. Why are you saying it?”
“Because I’m going to do something you don’t deserve,” he replies.
“Leave me! Go find the ghost yourself!” she snaps.
“I can only find the ghost with you, Y/N,” he says.
“Why?” she asks, eyebrow raised.
“If the ghost is jealous of you, only I can handle it,” he mumbles, pacing back and forth like a dramatic K-drama hero.
“You are out of your mind,” she mutters.
He exhales sharply, stepping close. “If one of us dies, all my leftover money is yours.” He cups her cheeks, pressing his lips to hers.
Y/N gasps, eyes wide, trying to push him away. He pulls her closer, kissing slowly, eyes closed, dark room, curtains fluttering in the breeze. She shivers, caught off-guard.
Finally, he pulls away. She stares at him, glossy-eyed, then slaps his face.
“NOT ONLY MY MONEY, YOU STOLE MY FIRST KISS TOO!”
“The kiss ended. That means there’s no ghost. It was all an act,” Seokjin says, smirking.
“You’re so shameless,” she huffs.
“A handsome shameless, you mean,” he teases.
“You just used me to check for ghosts. Aren’t you dying for money?” she snaps.
“What do you mean? It’s your money too. If I get the paper, I’ll throw your debt in your face,” Seokjin replies.
“You’re so GREEDY!” she yells.
She tries to walk away, but he pulls her back.
“You made me do all of this. If you hadn’t asked for your debt, I wouldn’t have acted like that,” he mutters.
“I’ll get my money from you, at any cost,” she says, rolling her eyes.
He grins. “And now I’m going to tell Hoseok Oppa to annoy you for the money. You’re no one to kiss a girl forcefully just to check for ghosts.”
“Didn’t you say we’re going to get married?” Seokjin asks, grinning.
“That was just an act to take my money back!” Y/N shoots back.
“Then this is my act to not give money back,” Seokjin teases, passing her a smug smile.
Y/N stares in disbelief, then shoves him away and storms out. Seokjin follows, pacing dramatically behind her.
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