Guardian ll JJK ll 18+ [On Hold]

Chapter -2

Yn woke up in a dazed state, lips attached and she scratched her stomach like a sleepy koala. With her eyes slowly opening, she looked up at the ceiling, but everything seemed blurry at first. Suddenly, her eyes shoot wide open as she remembered the crazy dream she had. She sat up so fast, it was like she had been launched out of a cannon. Her eyes darted around the room, making sure she's back in reality. And when she saw her clothes, she pinched them and realised it was same as before. She released it and spoke, "Definitely that vampire wasn't real" She let out a sarcastic chuckle, realizing she just overworked herself. Slowly, she got up and headed into the washroom, deep in thought about how she even made it back home. "I'll have to clear things up with Clara"

After while she stepped outside, in her oversized t-shirt and shorts. She was drying her hair with a towel when she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. With a tight lipped smile, she exclaimed, "I'm going to rest the whole day today. I love Sundays!" Excitedly, she stepped outside the room, tossing the towel onto the bed, ready to embrace her day of relaxation. But.....she abruptly paused in the living room with a gasp. There he was, the same mysterious man with his poker face, just like in her dream and the book. Her eyes widen as she stared at him, completely frozen in place. Her heart skipped a beat when his eyes finally met hers. She couldn't help but mutter, "I think I still need some rest"

With a slow turn and a smile, she tried to reassure herself that it was all just a hallucination. But then, out of nowhere, a gust of wind hit her, leaving her stunned and stumbling. She let out a sharp gasp, realizing that the figure was indeed real and standing right in front of her. She immediately Stiffened on her place and stuttered, "You'll get n-nothing by kidnapping me. I'm useless to you" But the figure just stared at her deeply, causing her to squeeze herself and close her eyes in fear. In a neutral tone, he said, "we're in your house" Yn flickered her eyes open, peeking around slowly, and with trembling lips, she chuckled at the absurdity of it all while staring at the poker faced figure. "This dream is just getting weirder" she muttered, she tried to walk, but flinched when the figure suddenly appeared in front of her again like teleporting. "It's not a dream" he said with a deep, clear voice that pierced her ears. Yn slowly trailed her eyes at him, trying not to show her fear, and warned him, "I suggest you get out of my house. I'm not scared of your muscles"

As Yn's legs trembled, the manly figure's gaze trailed down, noticing her trembling legs. He then looked back up at her and uttered, "Your legs don't match your words" Yn couldn't help but smile widely with wide eyes, feeling overwhelmed by fear. Just as she was about to fall, the man swiftly caught her, his strong touch jolted her. She looked at him, mesmerized by his ethereal beauty, but quickly composed herself and pushed him away, causing her to fall to the floor. With a hiss of pain, she glanced at him, ready to run away. However, when she tried to move, she found herself frozen in place, unable to take a single step. Panic washed over her as she desperately tried to force her body to move, but to no avail. "What's happening? I'm not able to move" she pleaded, her voice filled with terror. The man's calm demeanor only added to her unease. The man slowly walked infront her and spoke calmly with straight face. 

"I did it, calm down. I won't hurt you" the man assured Yn. She looked at him with a frown and retorted, "Hurt? You did hurt me by freezing me! It's really uncomfortable" Frustration filled her voice as she continued to struggle, getting even more scared of his powers. "I'll release you but will you listen me calmly". The man offered to release her, but only if she would listen to him calmly. She rolled her eyes and replied, "I'm not interested". The man looked at her and responded, "Then stay like that". Yn's jaw dropped as she watched him start walking away. Feeling a mix of annoyance and resignation, she called him. The man stopped in his tracks before turning around. "Fine, I'll listen to you. Now release me". He walked closer to her, raising an eyebrow, and asked with a mischievous tone, "But what if you try to run again? Can I trust you?"