"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.)
I panted heavily, standing in front of the hotel. “I’m late…” I muttered, rushing inside.
What I saw made my eyes widen. Namjoon sprawled on the floor. Felix was flat on his back. Jeongin and Jungkook were standing on top of them. Jimin sat calmly on a chair, and Y/N curled up in the corner, looking like a tiny, defeated cat.
I ignored the chaos and went straight to my chair. “HOW… JUST HOW!?!?” I groaned.
Suddenly, Felix yelled, staring at the ceiling. Y/N sobbed. Jungkook fell to his knees, leaning on the table, sniffing dramatically.
“AREN’T YOU GOING TO ASK WHAT HAPPENED??” Jeongin bellowed.
I shook my head. “I don’t want to ruin my beautiful province by hearing your story.”
Jeongin snatched the phone from me. “THAT FAKE, TWO-NUMBERED PRIEST JERK STOLE THE PAPER FROM FELIX’S DRAWER!!”
My eyes widened. “WHAT??”
“NOWO STOLE THE PAPER. CCTV CAUGHT HIM!” Jeongin and Jungkook screamed in unison.
I fell to my knees, curling up in the corner, sniffing. “T-That… money?”
“DIDN’T YOU SEE HIS EYES?? HE LOOKED LIKE A THIEF!!” Namjoon yelled.
“You’re right. He IS a big thief!!” Jimin agreed.
“I WILL PULL HIS EYES OUT AND TEAR HIS HAIR UNTIL HE DIES!!” Felix roared.
“I WILL KILL HIM WITH MY SWEEPER!!” Y/N screamed.
“I WILL BURY HIM ALIVE IN THIS HOTEL!!” Namjoon bellowed.
A lady cleared her throat. “Excuse me, I want to check out.”
“Cancelled!!” Felix snapped, still lying on the couch. Namjoon threw the bell at him and guided the lady away.
I turned to Y/N. She sniffed. “We were almost rich…”
I sobbed dramatically. “DO YOU ALL THINK MONEY IS EVERYTHING!? If we didn’t get the money, it doesn’t mean we cry like this! Money makes humans greedy. Life goes on with average money just fine!”
Jungkook suddenly yelled, walking up to me. “If you pay back every debt, what will you do next? Will there even be a goal left in your life?”
I stopped crying. “We are fine without money. Not only rich people are happy.”
Jeongin joined him. “We are poor for a reason,” Jungkook mumbled.
Y/N nodded. “Let’s continue our work and live our lives. Let’s pretend the paper never existed.”
Felix slowly nodded. Everyone got back to work. Y/N grabbed her supplies and started cleaning the lobby. I watched her for a moment, then returned to my chair and got to work.
Suddenly, the hotel doors burst open. Eunwo was thrown inside, followed by a dozen guards pointing guns. Everyone froze.
Yoongi strode in, gun in hand, suit sharp as ever. He slapped Eunwo’s face; Eunwo tried to retaliate.
“WHAT IS HAPPENING IN MY HOTEL?!” Namjoon yelled.
“DON’T COME IN BETWEEN!!” a guard barked.
Jackson stepped out of the elevator, flanked by guards, goggles off, looking confused. “Do you all have twin brothers?”
“NAP GANG’S YOONGI!!” Felix yelled, leaping onto a table… and promptly falling off.
Yoongi’s guards parted, revealing him standing between them. He bent down in front of Eunwo. “I wanted to take a nap, but you disturbed me.”
Jackson gulped. Yoongi straightened and smirked at him. “Long time no see.”
“Two days and you’ll be on the streets like a stray dog. Your China property is mine now,” Yoongi said. Jackson stumbled back.
“I LOVE YOU!!” Jeongin yelled. “I ALSO LOVE YOU!!” Y/N added. “I LOVE YOU MORE!!” Felix shouted. “YOU ARE MY MANAGER!!” Jackson screamed at Y/N.
She shrugged and cheered for Yoongi. I just stared, stunned.
Yoongi whistled; his guards rushed out, dragging Mrs. Wang in. “Mama!!” Jackson yelled, hugging her.
“What did you make her do!?” Jackson demanded.
“She was my maid for some time,” Yoongi replied coolly, playing with his gun.
Felix cheered. “THAT WAS COOL!!”
Yoongi turned to Eunwo. “A fake, dumb person like you only goes to a bank and asks for money.” Felix, Y/N, and Jungkook laughed hysterically.
Eunwo scowled. “It was Jackson’s property; you appeared out of nowhere, Min Yoongi!”
“Now it’s mine. Not a single penny from that paper for you,” Yoongi said.
He looked at me. “You knew I’d leave the paper behind, so you acted like a priest. An unholy person is called Satan’s shadow, not a priest.”
“HE IS FAKE! I TOLD YOU!!” Jeongin yelled.
“No need to kick me out; I will leave respectfully,” Eunwo said, walking away.
“Why didn’t you kill him??” Y/N asked.
“We don’t kill,” Yoongi replied, stepping into the elevator.
“WHERE IS HE GOING? HIS ROOM IS 2!!” Jimin yelled, rushing after him. The elevator closed.
“People these days are so fake,” Namjoon muttered, returning to work.
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