Ghost Friend [2jae]

Day 6

Jaebum

"So what do you want to know?" Jung Hoseok, my agent, came early to the house this morning after my call.

"I want to know about the previous owner?" I ask.

Hoseok smiled at me."Okay" He replied.

"I never actually got to see him but his name is Youngjae. Choi Youngjae. He lived here for like...10 years." Hoseok said. I nodded

"Do you know anything about him more?" I ask. Hoseok thinked. "Well he was just 21 when my co-agent last visited his house" Hoseok said.

"What about him moving out?" I ask.

"Well..He said to me that he never actually saw or heard Youngjae moved out...He just knew the house was empty by the living neighbors. No one heard about Youngjae, but they assume he left since their is no single clothes was found" Hoseok explained.

"No one really knows where he is?"

"No one. We even tried contacting him"

My face fell a little bit by what I knew. I looked at Hoseok. "Thank you, that's all I just want to know" He stood up and so am I. "Glad, just call me if you need anything" Hoseok reminded and shooked my hand.

I opened the door for him. Once he's gone I closed it. I stood there. I actually don't know but my mind just suddenly becomes blank. I mean. That's it? That's all they know about the previous owner?

About Youngjae...

My phone buzzed and it broke my thoughts. I quickly picked it up.

"Are you going to work or not?". Bambam said.

"Yup coming"

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"Come on Jaebum you're not you today!" My photographer said.

"Sorry" I said.

He sighed. "Go home or rest you look like your mourning or something" He said and I obeyed him.

I quickly sat down the chair. I exhaled and closed my eyes. I don't know but my energy drained since I got here.

"You look bad. Go home early today Jae" Bambam said and looked at me worriedly. I gave him a smile.

I did what they ask me to. I got home early. The sun is just about to kiss the horizon.

I entered the house.

Suddenly a strong wind greeted me. I felt chills ran down my spine. Right..I entered and put my keys aside.

The house is so cold.

I tried to turn on the heater but it didn't do much actually. I gave up and slumped in the sofa.

"Cold" Is all I can mutter. The TV reflecting my image looked at me boringly.

Until....

I saw the camera. The camera that lies beside me in the sofa. I never really knew where it came from. I even called Jackson if he forgotten something but he said. He haven't.

The camera has the name written on it.

Choi Youngjae

I hesitated to grab it but something tells me that I have to pick it up.

So I did...

The camera was light, and its white. I pressed the on button hoping that maybe it will turn on.

It turned on....

I don't know why but suddenly I was nervous. I opened the gallery and saw a bunch of pictures of the house. Some were Youngjae's birds and some are simply nature. I scrolled and scrolled until I found one video film in the camera.Curious. I was about to press it.When suddenly upstairs, I heard the little bird chirping loudly.

With the sudden noise. I left the camera alone and got upstairs to checked it out. Once I was in my bed room. The chirping got louder.

I walked forward to the bird. But it was just there frantically flapping its wings. I walked beside to get some food that maybe it will quiet it down. But once I saw the bird seeds it was scattered at the floor. More like a trace of bird seeds.

My eyes followed the directions of the seeds. Up to my bed down to the bedside table and then...

Inside the closet....

I gulped when a sudden rush of anxiety hit me, but I convince myself maybe its a pest. I moved my hands to open it.

Slowly.

I exhaled a huff of air out. Then I opened it swiftly.

The chirping was gone. The closet looks normal. But the clothes was blocking something. I rummage through it. Then at the pocket of my tailored suit. I saw a note. This one its different. Its written on a nice clean of paper. Seeming like it was just made recently. Then I unfold it. The words that is written on it bring chills on my spine.

Look Behind You

Was I suppose to run? should I leave this hella creepy house? or should I look behind? Questions started to build up. My brain is sending me waves of shock, but my body move on its own. I closed my eyes not wanting to see what awaits me. I move slowly.

Slowly

Slowly turning back....

Then I'm ready to open my eyes in

1..

2..

3..

"Hey you"