Secret Secret | Jisung ✓

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Dumbass
Help

There's someone in my house

Meanie
Well, do you live alone?

Dumbass
No

Meanie
You Dumbass.

Why are you scared then?

Dumbass
I'm supposed to be alone

My parents' car isn't in our driveway

And I hear footsteps downstairs

I'm scared

It might be a murderer

Or even worse one of my friends

Help me, girl that I don't even know her name
Seen

Get your mean ass over here

Meanie
Grab any weapon close to you.

Okay, then silently go downstairs.

If its a murderer, then try to attack them.

If you don't message me, I'll know you're dead.

And I'm finally free from your dumbass.

You can thank me when you make it to dumb peoples' heaven

Dumbass

You're pretty smart

Thank you

Meanie
I hope you're not planning on doing that.

Hey, dummy.

Get back.

Or well, it was bad knowing you.

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↪• Jisung's pov

        After grabbing the nearest baseball bat, I carefully opened my bedroom door, peeking to see if I'd actually catch a glance of whoever snuck into my house.

But the hallway was empty, so with careful steps, I slid out of my room and headed downstairs, occasionally looking behind me.

I slowly peeked into the kitchen, where I heard rattling, just to see some hooded creature digging through my fridge.

Wait, the murderer decided on having a snack first?

While the hooded person indulged in whatever meal caught its attention, I approached them, raised the baseball bat, and whacked their head with it.

But this didn't seem to work, cause, still engaged in the food was the murderer, after about five seconds, I heard a loud cry.

"Hey, what gives?" The creature stood up, his? Cheeks filled with cake— chocolate cake to be exact— and a pained expression on his face.