The Shillouate

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Ailana POV-
I woke up. I was breathing heavily and placed my hands on my chest as my eyes met an unending darkness in the room. Realising it was just a dream, I comforted my eyes and wiped the sweat off my forehead as I reached out to my nightstand, only to find the water glass empty. Being a lazy ass, I stood on the floor. Reluctantly as I shivered, reacting to the coldness of the marble floor.
As I opened my bedroom door and started walking in the never-ending hallway of my brother's apartment, I heard a sound from downstairs. I assumed maybe my brother, whom I hate the most, was being mischievous again. I walked slowly down the stairs only to find a shadow on the kitchen wall near the dining table, proving my assumptions. Not wasting a minute, irritation took over me, and I went into the kitchen only to find a well-dressed, blond, tall male who looked at me like a deer who got caught in headlights. Panic took over me as I realised it was some stranger who broke into my kitchen at 4 a.m.
As I was about to scream my lungs out, he swirled me around by pulling me inside the kitchen and muffled my screams with his injured hand, pressing my back against his chest. I bit his hand; he released me as the pain made his hand numb, and he fell to the floor panting. Screams escaping my mouth, I noticed the hand I bit a moment ago only to realise he was bleeding nonstop. "I'm not going to hurt you. Help me!" was the last thing that left his lips as he passed out. As a result of my extremely loud scream, my brother came running downstairs. I panicked and ran out of the kitchen to the dining area so that my brother wouldn't notice there was a stranger passed out on our kitchen floor.
"What the Hell, Di?" You scared the shit out of me. "It's freaking 4 AM in the morning. What the fuck is wrong with you?" Her brother yelled groggily as anger took over him.
"Nothing! I just wanted to say good morning to my lovely brother. Now you can fuck off to your room, Jisung." left my lips as I smiled sarcastically. Just to irritate him more. He left the Room mumbling, "This is why you should not live with your sister," which did not go unnoticed by his Di. Jisung left the dining area, yawning sleepily as he walked upstairs to sleep off again.

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