Cursed

-Chapter 5-

Then I realized that YoonGi was looking down at my phone.

My whole face started to turn red from embarrassment, "D-Do you know the spelling of, "ma cherie?" I've never heard it b-before," I asked, stuttering some words, and trying to give YoonGi my phone, but he just looked at me and ignored my phone that was infront of him.

I looked at his big, black eyes, full of mixed emotions: Sadness, fear, and love. "Yah, are you okay?" I questioned while putting my phone in my pocket, then YoonGi stopped staring at me and looked somewhere else, "Oh look! We're here!" He pointed at our school, while still holding onto my waist.

I sighed and walked through the school with YoonGi, looking like we were dating.

I looked around the crowd full of students, and for once in my life, I wasn't scared at all, with YoonGi by my side, I didn't really care about the whispers and the hate signs. I looked up at YoonGi, he looked down at me back, "Where are your friends?" I asked him, trying to look around for the popular group in the crowd, "Their probably in the meeting area, wanna come?" YoonGi answered, "Yeah sure, why not?" I shrugged and followed him, still allowing his arm on my waist.

When we finally arrived in YoonGi's group 'meeting area,' I looked around, it looked like an abandoned school, "Where are they?" I whispered, feeling a bit uncomfortable.

"They're inside. Don't worry about how this school looks, I'll protect you, ok?" YoonGi said to reassure that he's right there by my side. I just gave him a thumbs up then gulped while following him through the gate entrance to the abandoned school.

"Jeez, why does your friends have to meet at a creepy place like this?" I said when we were already inside the building. "I don't know either, but I'm not the leader so I can't choose the meeting places," YoonGi answered quietly, "You sound like your groups a gang or somethi-"

My sentence was cut off by YoonGi covering my mouth, "Shh.. I hear voices.." YoonGi whispered quietly, I nodded and he finally let go.

I gasp for air and try to hear the voices, "Shou.. W.. Ill.. The.. Ursed.. irl..?" It sounded like they were asking a question, but their voices were faint so I couldn't hear it properly.