↦ CHAPTER TWO

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Y/N'S POV
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Dahria left after having dinner with us, that's the best I can do, treat her to dinner.

Thankfully, star fell asleep before dahria's departure, and I am so grateful to Dahria for tiring star out by playing with her.

Dahria was only my neighbour before, she is happily married with two kids.

When I moved in, she used to avoid me, perhaps because of me being a single mother.

But it always felt bad.

But one day, itself she approached me with cookies in her hand.

I was surprised at first but I welcomed her in my house.

She from then on started coming more, told me stories and heard me vent.

She became more than an mere neighbour.

Although she is pretty older than me, around 30's, I guess. She is still the best Person I could ever ask for.

I have seen her husband, John plenty of times too.
He is an accountant I believe, but whenever we meet we do formally greet each other.

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I took a warm shower and sat on the couch, still wearing my robe.

Star was sleeping peacefully in the upper room and I finally got time to do a little bit of skincare.

I learned on the couch, turning the TV on.

"New masked killer alert: A new masked killer has been gaining popularity now a days. The citizens are highly concerned about the growing crime rates.

'He kills them like..a beast.'

Said by one of the witness."

I skipped the channel and calmed my nerves down.

HOW COULD I WATCH IT DURING NIGHT.

I calm myself down and play some music, singing along.


I stand up from the couch and begin dancing singing along.

"I don't want to hang on and cry over something so little,
like a springtime illusion that will disappear after I wake up!
Because I am a miss korea!
I am the best girl in the world!"

Singing made me feel a bit better, yes.

After like singing 6-7 songs, I thought of retiring for the night.

I smile proudly as I was out of breath.

I stretch my muscles and close the lights, heading upstairs.

"Because I am a miss korea, I am the best girl in the world" I hummed that song again.

It's my favourite right now.

I walk towards my bedroom and plop on the bed.

But still, a part of me was thinking about the killer.

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