choreographer | choi youngjae

[33] grocery day went wrong

1/21/16
1:30 p.m

"were all out of food." momo said. "h-huh?" i asked. "can you go buy food for us?" she asked. "why can't we all do it?" i asked. "you don't want to babysit seven good looking idols do you?" she asked and i shrugged.

"i'm kidding. there's a photoshoot today for their teaser and as the manager, i need to be there. you do too but first, food is priority." she said and smiled. "okay, fine. i'm going with you guys. drop me off to the nearest grocery store." i said and smiled and she nodded.

i went back to my room and laid on my bed. i went on my phone and saw a text from an unknown person? who could that be?

i opened the text and got shocked by the message- what the?

better be careful later if you don't want to die. watch out for your surroundings, for you don't know who's watching you by.

-s.f

okay, that's freaky. no, but wait. it could be a wrong sent. yeah, that. i stood up from my bed and changed my clothes, and started getting ready for later.

time had passed, they had already dropped me off to the nearest grocery store. "bye guys. i'll meet you guys when i'm done." i said. "bye minju." they said and i closed the sliding door.

i went inside the grocery store and looked at the grocery list. let's see, meat, ramen, eggs, noodles, chicken, pasta. hmm. i guess that must be all. i walked around the grocery store, getting all the things i need to buy.

half an hour had passed, i guess. i grabbed all the things i need so i went to the cashier and payed for them all. when i noticed a guy in a black coat, looking at me. god, why is today so creepy?

well, i decided to ignore it. in korea, there are alot of bad guys already or creepy stalkers. i don't know. it's not me he's after. maybe.

"kamsahamnida." i said and bowed. i left the store and walked outside. when i was about to walk on the pedestrian lane, there was an overspeeding car heading towards me-

wait, what!?
i froze in my position, not knowing what to do.

that was until i felt someone pull me out off the road. "poof!" i mumbled. i opened my eyes and next thing i knew, i was on the ground. i looked over and noticed that someone pushed me out of the way. i turned to my side and saw-

"m-mark?" i said. "hi." he said. "oh my god. are you okay?!" he shouted, looking at me. i looked at his eyes and could tell that he was really concerned. "i-i'm fine.. thank you, mark." i said and tried to smile.

he hugged me and sighed. "thank god." he mumbled. he released the hug and checked my arm. "you have scratches." he said. "it's small.." i said. "c'mon. i'll take you to the others." he said and smiled at me.

i almost died.
oh my god.