D O O R #9

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"Why are you here?" I said after the events of the stranger coming in. I have reason to believe that Chanyeol isn't going to hurt me. It doesn't change the fact that he is here too. In this Room.

His face stayed emotionless as he stared at me. Then he turned way facing the window. "I am here for her" he said with sadness laced in his words. Silence filled the room. "I knew Yoona" He spoke letting his shoulders fall.

He didn't explain as far as that. I didn't ask more questions. I can could already see it. She wasn't some "case."

"Will you help me?" I was taken aback by his request. A strange one at that. "Huh?"

"Your here for answers too, right? Then help me. We can help each other" His eyes stared at me, pleading.

It was a drastic change from his threatening aura from just minutes ago. It was like he was a different person. It made me hesitant. Could I?

The way his droopy eyes burned into me. The way his expression looked lost. Alone. The way his shoulders had fallen. It made me feel guilty. Responsible. Why?

I-I can't," I uttered, shaking my previous thoughts away. I ushered across the room away from him towards the door.

He didn't speak a word at my answer. Instead when I stole a single glance back at him over my shoulder.

His eyes were stationed on the spot where I was previously standing. His form still in the same state.

It's true I wanted answers just the same but trust isn't a easy thing to do.

How can I begin to trust him when I don't know him?

Then he moved his gaze up at me, a deep dark pool of black filled his eyes. For a moment I became breathless from his overpowering stare. A shudder made it's way up my body,

I quickly turned my orbs away and grasping the door knob.

I left the room.

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