Lee Minho One Shot Book (SKZ)

Weird- Minsung

Jisung found himself in some sort underground basement made entirely of stone. He could hear water dripping somewhere and it creeped him out. He was at a loss at how he had arrived here and was even more clueless on how to get out of the place.

It's useless just staying here wondering, let's see what's ahead.

With that thought, Jisung started walking, hoping he wouldn't encounter anything that would scar him for life. He gulped at the thought of a giant spider crawling on him and he felt goosebumps rise all over his body causing him to shiver.

"Why are you shivering, little squirrel? You haven't even seen me yet and you've already started fearing me?" Jisung looked around himself wildly but couldn't find where the voice was coming from as echoed off of the cold stony walls.

What the heck? Are there cameras here or what? And where is that voice coming from? Speakers? Not gonna lie, it was a smooth voice.

Jisung shook off the last thought and felt his body freeze when he looked up. There was a figure decked out in a cloak, hood covering the face. All Jisung could see was a glint of red where the eyes of the person were supposed to be.

Suddenly, the figure charged at Jisung, tackling the him to the ground with strength he didn't expect. Hands strangling at his throat, Jisung couldn't breath as the man above him cut off his air supply.

He struggled with strength he could muster, arms and legs flailing in every direction in hopes the man would let him go but to no avail.

Amidst the struggle, the hood of the attacker fell off and Jisung's eyes landed on the face of the person. It turned out to be a man who seemed to be around his age and Jisung was left awestruck.

The man was ethereally beautiful. His face was so enchanting that Jisung forgot he was being strangled for a moment. Blood red eyes, soft black hair, milky white skin, high bridged nose. This man had the perfect features to be called the most handsome man in the world.

Lost in own thoughts, Jisung soon began seeing dark spots in front of him, his brain was too deprived of oxygen at this point and soon the world around him turned black.

"....sung.

Am I dead?

“....Jisung.”

What's that noise....?

Someone is calling out to me.

“HAN JISUNG WAKE YOUR LAZY ASS UP!" Jisung's mother yelled loudly and Jisung jolted awake, utterly confused.

He was in his bed, wearing his favourite pyjamas and not being strangled by a handsome stranger.

It was a dream?

Jisung walked up to the bathroom to freshen up and took a nice quick shower to rid himself of the shivers he could still feel. The basement like area was too creepy to forget and the chills he got when he first saw the hooded stranger were still there.

His mind travelled back to the face of the man in his dream, cheeks tainting a tint of lightest pink. He had to admit the guy was freaking handsome. He shook his head and pulled himself together.

Are you crazy Jisung? Not only he was a speculation of your imagination but he literally tried to kill you! But I can't deny he was hot though...Okay enough daydreaming for the day, I'm gonna be late for college!

Jisung exited the bathroom in a casual grey t-shirt and light Blue Jeans. Grabbing his backpack he rushed towards the door only to be stopped by his mother.

“Hannie, eat something before you go sweetheart.” His mother said softly, offering him a piece of toast with butter on it.

“Thanks mum! I'll see you after college!” Jisung said happily as he snatched the toast from the plate, stuffing his puffy cheeks and zoomed out the front door. His mother giggled at her childish son and sighed fondly.

Jisung reached college and let out a sigh of anticipation. He knew the it was going to be another boring day with a streak of unbearable classes.

As soon as he entered the gates, he was brought into a bone crushing hug by his best friend and sunshine twin, Felix.

“Good morning Jisung-ah! Why do you seem so down?” Felix asked once he noticed the troubled expression on Jisung's face.

“Nothing Lixie, it's just, I don't want to attend classes.” Jisung said, letting out a fake dramatic cry as he hugged him. Jisung's shirt pulled down just a bit and Felix almost screamed when he saw a giant bruise resting on Jisung's neck.

“Jisung! What the hell happened to your neck?!” Felix asked loudly, lifting Jisung's chin to examine the bruise with a clearer angle.

“What do you mean Lixie? I'm totally a-okay!” Jisung said and Felix grabbed his arm, dragging him to the bathroom. He pushed Jisung forward towards the mirror and pulled his shirt down again, revealing the nasty bruise.

Jisung's eyes widened when he saw it. It looked bad but he didn't recall any incident of being hurt there. He could clearly make out the shape of four fingers clasped tightly around his neck.

The bruise was almost as if someone had tried to strangle him.