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*ring ring ring*

"Oh, ok I'll be on my way now."

Said Woozi on the phone. He hung up.

"S. coups said we have practice again. Sorry, I'll come back in maybe 17-18 hours. We are practicing for our new song so it's gonna take a while. Bye!"

I nodded as he went out the door. 17-18? Jeez. I sighed and went to the kitchen. I decided to make popcorn and watch a movie. But what kind? I waited at the counter while watching the bag expand slowly.

*beep beep beep*

I opened the microwave and got a bowl. I simply poured the hot popcorn in and walked to the couch. Scary, sad, or funny? Scary. I chose The Ring. I already have a fear of little girls, so maybe not the best choice. I shrugged and put it in the DVD player.

•••

My knees were already up to my chest and my blanket was covering me, the only thing showing was my head. I got goosebumps since I made the dumb idea to turn the lights off. It was already getting dark outside. I was getting the sensation to look behind me every now and then. Every sudden sound made me jump. Then it showed the well. Then static. Then her coming out of it. Oh no. She came closer and closer to the screen as I moved my neck back, getting ready for the worse. The movie was already ending. Just a little jumpscare that's all. Right when I saw her face in front of the screen, the door slammed open and I shouted for my life. The popcorn was all over the floor as I rushed to the kitchen and grabbed a steak knife. The lights were still off I couldn't see a thing. I heard the footsteps crunch all over the wasted popcorn, coming my way. I gripped the knife tighter, ready for anything when the lights turned on.

"Seo-Yun? Whatcha doing there?"

Asked Woozi, looking at me like I shouted Bloody Murder.

I relaxed and put the knife back.

"Sorry, I thought you were a burglar or something. Aren't you back early?"

"I uh, forgot my water. So they let me come back to get some. So I'll be doing that now. They also said we'll be done sooner. Bye again. "

He said while getting his water and walking back towards the door.

"Bye."

I probably freaked him out. I turned on all of the lights and picked up the crushed popcorn. No way I'm finishing that movie. I laughed at what just happened and swept up the crumbs. I yawned in surprise. I don't usually get tired this early but whatever, I guess I'll sleep. I went to the bathroom and brushed my teeth. After, I went straight to bed.

•••

I woke up on the same couch. It was the same part when Woozi came in. Why am I watching this again? She came closer and closer but once she was at the screen, the door didn't open. She actually got really close. A little too close. Her hand reached out of my tv. Wait. Woahhhhh. No no no. This isn't real. She crawled out creepily and started walking towards me. Jesus Christ hell no. I started running through the house, but even though she was walking, she was right behind me, getting closer. I ran out and started going to the practice room. She was still behind me, very close. The door opened and I saw the 13 of them, dead. Blood spilling out of them. Oh my gosh. I ran up to Woozi as his cute pink hair was stained with red. She was still behind me, now only a few inches away. I didn't care, I let it happen. She turned me around and I saw her distorted face. I squeezed my eyes shut.

•••

I woke up with a jolt. Thank goodness it was only a dream. Jeez that was scary. I shivered and closed my eyes. Hmmm. Right now would be a good time to hug my pillow. I moved my hand around the mattress trying to find it but I couldn't. Where is it? I felt something sink on the mattress. I had my eyes closed as I searched around again. Ah, there's my pillow. Did someone throw it to me? I shrugged and started to hug it. I started to gently slap my pillow because jeez it was hard. I hugged it again and I heard a noise. I opened my eyes and saw that it wasn't my pillow, it was Woozi. My eyes widened and I feel off the bed, hitting my head again.

"S-sorry! I th-thought you were my p-pillow!"

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