ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟝𝟟

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-Start of Chapter 57-


Soobin's POV


The music pulses through the practice room, each beat pounding in my chest. I try my best to stay in perfect sync with the rhythm. Sweat drips from my temple, but I barely notice it, focused entirely on the choreography.

"Alright, one more time!" Yeonjun calls, his voice cutting through the music.

I nod, catching my breath. My legs ache, but I push through, determined to get the routine right.

Halfway through the next run, my phone buzzes from my jacket pocket, vibrating against the floor. I glance at it but ignore it. Whatever it is can wait.

But it buzzes again.

And again.

I frown, stepping out of formation to grab my phone. Taehyun shoots me a questioning look, but I shrug it off, staring at the screen.

Hana?

"Hana?" I mutter under my breath. 

She barely calls often in the first place forget about at... 2:30 AM?!

"Hello?" I answer, wiping the sweat off my brow.

"Soobin-oppa!" Hana's voice comes through the line, frantic and shaking.

"Hana?" My stomach drops at the panic in her tone. "What's going on? What happened?"

"It's... it's the dorm" she stammers, her voice trembling. "Someone's there."

My blood turns cold. "What do you mean, someone's there? Is it—" I hesitate, my throat tightening. "Is it her dad?"

"No!" she cries, her voice cracking. "No, it's not him. It's... I-I don't know who, but it's a girl. Her voice... it's familiar, but I can't figure it out."

My grip on the phone tightens.

"Hana, start from the beginning. What exactly happened?"

"She called me earlier" Hana says, her words tumbling out in a rush. "She asked about N-Nari's handwriting. Then I heard glass shatter, and Y/N said there's someone in the house. After that..."

She pauses, her breath hitching.

"And then what?" I demand, my voice rising.

"I heard screaming" she whispers.

The room around me seems to vanish. My chest tightens, and the phone feels like lead in my hand.

Nari.... Handwriting...

...

Handwriting... note-

Fuck! 

"I'm coming" I say firmly. "Don't come near the dorms. Call the police"

I hang up and turn to the others, who are already watching me with alarm.

"It's Y/N" I say, my voice strained. "The sasaeng's at the dorm with. We need to go. Now."

Without waiting for their response, I grab my jacket and sprint out, the others right behind me.


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Y/N's POV

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