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I know I wrote the first chapter in 3rd person pov, but it's been months, and I want to write it in first person pov now. Also, Eunwoo Stans are here? Enjoy dears~~!)

"Sominnie? Can I come in?" Hearing Eunwoo's concerning voice, I tried to calm down and let him in. He entered the room and sat next to me on the bed. "I just heard your screams...Is everything alright?" His voice was calm, and yet I could sense that he was worried. And damn, I'd never talked about it with him. So what should I do?

"I'm alright. It's just...I..." My voice trailed off. Then I felt his hand on my shoulder. "You can tell me everything; you know that, right? I might not be coming home a lot, but I care about my dear sister  so much." He smiled. Goshh! He was the best brother I could ever have.

"Yes, I know. I know how much you treasure me, but I'm afraid that you'll find it abnormal." I said I was feeling nervous. Suddenly, we heard a cracking sound from the window, and I shifted my attention there.

"WHAT THE HELL!?!" I screamed immediately. I swear there was something that was watching us, but I couldn't quite comprehend what it was. My heart was throbbing with fear, and my hands were shaking.

Eunwoo stood up immediately, getting shocked by my scream. "What? What did you see?" He walked towards the window and looked outside attentively, trying to see what it was. I was trembling from head to toe as my tears started forming.

"There's nothing here. You screamed just now, too. Okay, what's happening?" He folded his arms, looking at me, standing by the window. But then he saw my tears, and his face became more concerned. "Somin?" He came and wiped my tears. "Shh, it's okay. I'm here. Don't be afraid. Nothing bad will happen to you. It's just the two of us here, my pretty sister." His voice was soothing, but it made me cry a lot more. I wanted to speak, but somehow I couldn't form any words at that moment. I was just so shocked and thought my end was coming. My monster was following me in the real world too. Is that what I should understand?

Eunwoo slept next to me that night. I was still so scared—scared of ending up having that nightmare again. My monster, the things that Professor Sanha said today, the white gloves... My mind was blank at that time. But my dear brother cuddled with me tightly. It felt good. I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

In the morning, I woke up and Eunwoo was still with me, and for the first time, I didn't have that nightmare. I was in that dark forest again, but the monster didn't show up. He really didn't come this time. What was happening? I couldn't really understand it, but that felt so good. Maybe that meant I wouldn't have any nightmares anymore. And maybe that monster finally let go of me?

I stood up and went to get ready for school. Eunwoo was still sleeping, and I didn't want to talk to him about my problems at that time. So it was best not to wake him up. I went to school directly, feeling happy.

But then I remembered my talk with Professor Sanha... Now I knew he had feelings for me. But was it really okay for a professor like him to fall for someone like me? Maybe I shouldn't have to ponder it a lot.

Just as I was entering the university building, I felt a hand dragging me towards somewhere. I was bewildered by the strong move that pulled me as if I were a light feather. Then I discovered that it was no one but Professor Sanha!

"Where do you think you are going?" he asked immediately. His sharp eyes were full of darkness, and his face looked so smooth that I could swear he was not human. He was too perfect to be a human. "Don't you think we have an unfinished talk?" He was holding me tightly. But then I pushed him. "Professor, I don't think we have anything to talk about. You are my professor. What you want is definitely unacceptable." I said defending my position. And then I heard Eunwoo's voice. "Somin!" I looked behind me and saw him running towards us. I was shocked because seeing my brother at my university might have been the last thing I could think of. Maybe he was still worried because of what happened last night. 

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