Chp 5

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10.27.24 [8:04 PM]

Today, I’m sitting alone in the restaurant, tapping my fingers on the table out of boredom while waiting for my Taehyunie to come back. He went to order us some delicious food and desserts I’ve been craving. I smiled as I watched him walk toward the counter.

I’m so blessed to have the perfect–best boyfriend and friend!

I’ll keep him by my side forever and bury him in my heart, so no one can steal him away from me!!! ~(^з^)-♡ Omg! I sound so possessive here!

I luv my Taehyunah so much!









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VOICE
"What you hear in the dark may be more real than you dare to believe."


"Ahh~" I yawned out loud.

I wake up in the middle of the night for no reason. My first thought is that one of the cats knocked something over again. They love slipping into the cubby holes down here in the basement.

But... that’s not it.

Groggy, I get up and flick on the lights. Nothing’s wrong. I’m confused, but too exhausted to care, so I go back to my bed, pulling the covers tight. I drift off quickly, but that’s when things get... disturbing.

I wake up again, maybe five minutes later.

But it feels like I’d been asleep for hours. My eyes stay shut as I lie there, trying to shake off the weird sense of time. That’s when I hear it—his voice. My boyfriend’s raspy voice, soft and familiar, whispering right next to me.

"Open your eyes." he says.

I almost do.

The instinct to trust him is strong, but then, I freeze.

My boyfriend lives on the other side of the country. In Busan, there’s no way it’s him.

I lay there, motionless, pretending to be asleep. My heart pounds so hard I can barely breathe. After what feels like an eternity, the room goes pretty silent. I must’ve fallen asleep eventually, though I don’t know how.

The next morning, I woke up to the horror.

Blood.

Too much blood.

My mom, dad, and Hyung... smeared on the walls. It was used to write a message, right above their bodies...

"I know you weren’t asleep,
but I won’t be so nice next time."

With that, I haven’t slept in five days.

































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