Little Miss Pretender | 𝐏𝐉𝐌

Chapter 9: Intruder

Y/N's POV

I cooked ramen for myself as I remembered Hoseok will be staying in his friends' house like the usual. He thought it would be better than to stay with us here since we were both girls, me and Chaerin, but I remembered she will also be gone for a few days to attend her business trip. 

I changed myself with a white blouse and a powder blue pajamas with little ducks on it while I clammed my hair up.

I used a hydrating face mask while I eat and watch to help me take care of my skin, as I remembered I haven't taken care of my skin for a long time. I want to look presentable and to look like a put-it-all together kind of woman.

I grabbed my ramen cup and headed to the living room. I sat on the couch as I opened the television to watch a movie. I started to eat as soon as I played a romcom movie.

As I watched, 15 minutes has passed by and a romantic scene appeared in the screen. A man kneeled down as he noticed that his girlfriend's shoe tie was untied. The woman blushed as she watched the man did it for her.

"Why? Is it your first time for a young man to tie your shoes like I do?" The man said from the screen.

I think this would be better if I have someone around, the ramen might taste better with someone to share with. I thought to myself. Or I think it's better if I watch a murder mystery instead.

"Meow?"

I looked over to the window beside me which you would see a way you can go out and use the stairs. I remembered the cat of my neighbor usually visits me at night.

"How are you, June?" I asked as I took a bite of my ramen and nodded. Yep, I think it's better if I switch it now, this is too cringy for me. I thought as I changed the movie.

As the movie started, I realized my ramen was almost finished. I pouted and continued to eat still.

A police cop appeared in the screen talking to a person who had a black sack covering his face.

"Why did you change the movie? I was loving that part."

"The movie was too cringy for me, I don't even know why I play it at the first place." I replied.

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(((; ఠ ਉ ఠ)) WAIT, I'M HOME ALONE...

"Who the hell is there?" I started to look around and cursed at the top of my lungs as I grabbed a chopstick, raising it up to make myself ready in case of an intruder.

"Meow." I suddenly heard a noise from the window again, thinking it must be June again. But how did it speak?

I looked over at the window to make sure there was no stranger wanting to strangle me at any moment.

There was none.

Maybe I'm just overthinking again, it must be my PTSD acting up again. I shrugged and rewinded the scene from the cop one.

After few minutes, I finally finished the ramen and placed it on the table. I looked at the window and see a blonde hair colored mochi watching with me while he laid his arm on it as he cupped his face then I looked back at the show.

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