choreographer | choi youngjae

[34] threat?

1/17/16
3:01 p.m

"are you really sure you're fine?" mark asked once again. "mark, that's the fifth time you asked me. no, maybe i'm not. that was really scary.." i said and he sighed. we walked to the place where they're shooting and went to the dressing room.

"minju! mark!" they shouted.

youngjae ran up to me and immediately hugged me, then the others ran up to mark. "are you okay!?" he shouted at me and inspected my arm. "w-why?" i asked. they sighed in relief and we looked at them confused. "someone sent us a threathening text message." jb said.

he gave me the phone and i read it.

someone is going to die today, if you're not looking around, you might not know who will.

-s.f

"oh my god." i said, almost dropping the phone. "what happened to you!?" momo shouted, pointing at my arm. "i-it wasn't a wrong sent.." i said. "can you tell us what happened!?" jinyoung shouted. "someone is trying to kill me." i said.

"say what!?" they all shouted, except for mark.

"a car was about to hit me.. i got lucky.. mark was there and he pulled me out of the way.." i said. "hyungs." yugyeom called. "hyungs!" he shouted again. he gave the phone to jb and his eyes went big. well, bigger than usual.

i took the phone from him and read it.

you just got lucky today minju, you're lucky mark had saved you. the boys aren't who i'm after, it could be only you and her.

-s.f

"okay, who the freak is sf?!" i shouted. "the boys aren't who i'm after..." bambam said. "it could only be you and her..?" mark said. "me and momo." i said and momo looked at me suprised. "oh no." i said. "ahh- that's scary!" momo panicked. "momo, relax." jackson said. "i can't!" she shouted.

"someone is out there, it could be a girl or a boy, trying to kill me and minju! how the heck am i supposed to relax?!" she shouted. "minju, what would you do?!" she asked. "i.. i don't know either.." i said.

"guys." yugyeom called again. "looks like she knows about youngjae-hyung and minju-noona..." he said and my eyes went big. "s-she does!?" i shouted. he gave me the phone, again, and i looked at the sent message.

it was a picture of us in the carnival. on our date.

i know about you and youngjae, don't think you can hide it forever, choi minju. as for you momo, don't even think of flirting with jackson.

-s.f

stop. please make it stop. i sighed and took deep breathes. "i need to go get water." momo said and jackson followed her. "god, this is creepy." i said. "why? who? when, and where?" jb asked.

"boys, it's time for the next shoot." the staff called. they looked at me and i nodded at them. "i'll be fine. go ahead.. we can just talk about it later." i said and they nodded their heads unsurely, not believing i was fine at all.

youngjae stayed with me in the dressing room and sat beside me in the bench. "minju.." he called. "sorry." he said. "sorry i wasn't there for you.." he said in a sad tone. "youngjae, i-i'm fine." i said. "no you're not." he said. "i'm alive aren't i!?" i shouted at him.

"minju, you almost got hit by a car! i can't believe i wasn't there to save you!" he said. "mark was there. look, i'm fine!" i shouted. "i'm really sorry." he said and sighed. "this is all my fault. it's a fan! it's a crazy fan that's trying to kill you!" he shouted.

i know.
i know.

"god, please." i mumbled. he took a deep breath and sighed. he hugged me and i hugged him back, not noticing there were already tears falling from my eyes.

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a/n: okay. hi everyone. this crazy thing just came up from my mind. i don't know if it's weird or funny, but i thought adding something like this can add some fun to it. idk if it's bad. please tell me if it is or not! please! i need to see comments! omg. haha! but yeah, if not, i can delete the previous chapter. lol. okie, okay.

who can be sf though?
any thoughts?

byeee,
mya