Ignorant ➣ j.jk

7.

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We strolled through the corridor on the second floor until we reached the end. There was a nearby stairs so we headed up to the third floor. You seemed fine at first but then, you ran down the steps and came to me.

You told me you had no idea why you were walking at the front before saying that you were scared. I held you tight in my arms, telling you not to be because I would always be there for you.

But I lied, didn't I?

When we reached the third floor, we saw a signage hanging off the ceiling in front of us.

It said operation theatre with a small arrow pointing to the left. We jerked our heads to the left and shone a flashlight into a see-through window of a room to see an operation table at the centre.

"A patient by the name Kwon Daejung died in there," Namjoon whispered to the seven of us.

You gulped upon hearing what he said.

"I thought many people die in operation theatres?" Taehyung asked.

"Yeah, but Daejung's case is tragic. His brother paid a doctor to kill him," Namjoon responded, shaking his head in disapproval.

"And they say his spirit still lingers here," Hoseok added.

Eeriness filled the air and you started shivering in fear. I told you to relax but you ignored me and continued shivering. I sighed, grabbing both of your arms, telling you to breathe in and out.

"Don't be like this, babe. We can't move on if you're like this," I whispered into your ear.

Hearing what I said, you pushed me away forcefully, making me stagger backwards. I was confused at that time, I truly was. I really didn't realise I had hurt you again.

I tried reaching out for your hand, wanting to comfort you but you immediately slapped my hand away. Instead, you held Taehyung's hand.

I have to admit, my heart sank deep by your actions but now, I truly think I deserved it.