Room #19 || e)(o Chanyeol

D O O R #3

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Three days later

10:19 AM

"Not again" I whispered as I walked down the hallway. It became a norm to have these damn headaches.

Like my brain was about to explode. Like my own mind couldn't be contained.

It has been a few days since it happened. Since the police and reporters, occupied this place. Taking it hostaged. While lost in my thoughts.

I was harshly visited by a steel wall. Hearing a chuckle next to me as I rubbed my forehead.

I turned my head to the source. A man. Dark brown hair, black orbs dressed up in a sophisticated suit. Waiting for the elevator just the same as me.

"May I help you," I spoke, full of annoyance. "No. no." The man responded as we stepped into the elevator.

"Intriguing." He spoke softly. Although it probably wasn't his intention for me to hear him. I did and it made me irritated.

"Intriguing?" I questioned him. He turned to me with slightly widened eyes.

"You aren't very quiet." I teared my orbs away from him. Assumed by his surprised expression.

He smirked. Making me taken aback. Did he do that purposely?

Standing in silence while waiting for the elevator ding. I couldn't help
thinking that this guy looked familiar. Like I have seen him before, somewhere.

"Do I know you?" I asked tilting my head at him. "No, you don't." His expression became solemn. Quick to respond to me. The elevator dinged, he exited. Nameless.

I knew nothing of him. With the doors closing between us. He stood still as it shut.

Catching one last glimpse. He side glazed at me. His black orbs trained on me, filled with nothingness.

His lips moved transitioning into a smirk, speaking words I could barely comprehend. "You don't wanna know me."

His simple statement made shivers run down my spine. Making my fingertips go cold.

Just that simple statement.

Sparked curiosity that could kill a cat.

Or maybe just Eunji.

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