Horror is consuming her mind, her entire world seems to be collapsing before the man who is standing infront of her with his hidden and masked face like always. She wants to scream but her voice betrays her like always. She wants to hit him, wants t...
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☆ Past ☆
" Jungkook "
Iam inside of my Dolls apartment right now, sitting on the hard cold floor of her apartment while my Doll is away with her that one red haired friend, Anala. Doll went to her that friends house, for doing group study. I know it since i have seen and heard them talking about it while i was hiding in the shadows at the hospital earlier today.
My Doll is a loner though. A complete lonely introvert girl who likes to stay within the range of her own personal space. As a result, she doesn't make many friends. She is stucked with that one red haired girl who looks like a 24/7 party girl. My Doll and she has nothing in common. Literally nothing. They are polar opposite i can say. From their style to their way of viewing world. Still they are sticked together. Still that Anala is the only friend she has since the first day of her college.
The fact of my Doll having that girl as a friend made me realize one thing. That is, my doll like exceptions. She likes to have extraordinary kind if exclusive things which means she will like me too. Wait, no iam not telling her that friend is extraordinary. She is the human form of cringe to me.
But well well, the thing i wanna point out is, my Doll like to have people around who are different from others. Who are unusual. So one thousand percent iam going to be on her favorite list.
It's not my first time inside of her apartment though. I have come here a few more times before. I still remember how i broke into here for the first time a week ago in order to catch a view of her from close.
What? I know it's creepy and impermissible. But who cares anyway ! I needed to know more about my Doll. I needed to know what's it was like inside of her own personal world. And her apartment was the main door to that, which i needed to cross in order to enter inside of her own personal world.
Also, watching my Doll from afar was getting a lot more difficult than before. I needed to see her from close. I needed to inhale her scent and needed to touch her skin to make sure she was real. Cause sometimes she just feels too pretty and divine to be real.
So i did it. I broke into her apartment when she wasn't home and hide under her bed. I waited for her to come home, i waited for her to do her stuffs. I waited until she slept and once she did, i came out to watch her sleeping peacefully. I watched the beautiful rythm of her chest rising and falling with every deep breath she used to take. I watched how beautifully she sighs like a hummingbird while having dreams.
Well, though i have been here for a few times until now and though i went through many of her personal belongings like her clothes, make ups, books, notes, journals, but still i was feeling like there's something else that i was missing out. Judging by her journal where she writes normal experiences of daily life, regularly or irregularly, and judging by the dark romance books laying on her bookshelf, iam pretty much sure she has something else, something more personal where she writes her hidden wishes.
