"I'm gonna stay at my apartment tonight," I said through the phone. I had just called Saeyoung, he was probably on his way back from the hospital by now. "I have an x-ray tomorrow, so I'll meet you at the hospital."
"Are you sure you want to meet Saeran?" he asked.
"That's up to you, I could just meet you at the end of the day of you would prefer," I offered. It was already pretty late, but I was almost to my apartment.
"I would prefer that," he told me, sounding close to tears.
"It fine Saeyoung," I said, scared about him crying, "I trust your desicion. You probably dont want me to see him in the state he's in."
"Thank you for understanding," he responded.
"You can tell me everything tomorrow," I assured him. "I love you."
"I love you too, honey," he responded before I ended the call. I couldn't help but smile at the cliché nickname he had given me. I was outside my apartment now.
The phone call from earlier was from someone who was there. We didn't talk about much else, but I told them I was going to go there so we could talk in person. I wasn't sure what had happened, but I thiught it might have to do with how I got into this world. I came up to the door, and just slowly opened it.
In there sitting on one of, the now, two beds was a girl. The apartment was bigger somehow, but really I shouldn't question anything any more. She had long dark brown hair, brown eyes, a pale completion, and was wearing a blue and white poka-doted shirt, skinny jeans, and a white sweater. She was slightly taller than me and was more femine than me.
"Hi," I greeted her, I was standing awkwardly in front of the door, as we both stared each other down. "I'm Kira, we talked on the phone."
"I'm Heejae," she introduced herself. She must have actually been a Korean, unlike me.
"I just have one question for you, than you can ask me anything you want to know," I told her. I had narrowed down to one question to see whether she was from this world or my world. "Who is Jumin Han?" Honestly I had doubts on this question. She could be from either world and not know who he is, but it was the best one I could think of, that didn't make me look completely crazy.
"He's a character from a dating Sim, Mystic Messenger," she said, like she was sire if this. I let all the ridgedness fall put of me as I flopped down into a desk chair. "I'll take that as the correct answer." I couldn't help but start crying of happiness. I wasn't alone any more.
"Thank you," I sighed, "Thank you."
"What is going on?" she questioned, obviously confused. "It's obvious you know Mystic Messenger, with your Seven cos play jacket."
"It's actually his," I told her. "And I'm not crazy. I have no way to prove it right now, but you have to trust me on this."
"I think you're some psychopath who kidnapped me," she declared.
"Put you're not scared of me," I pointed out.
"Well you aren't threatening," she commented, "You have a broken arm and just burst out crying."
"Wait, I have a way to prove it," I remebered how I originally believed it. I spun around and found a laptop on the desk I was at. I opened it up and opened the internet. On one page I searched RFA, and on the other I searched C&R International. I picked it up and handed it to her. As I let her search a new chatroom opened.
Kira has entered the chatroom
V - Good, I was hoping you would come.
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I am MC (Mystic Messanger fanfic) - Dropped
Hayran KurguI woke up as Mc, well I was still me, but I was MC. The day before Mystic Messenger was a game, that I was overly opsessed with. Now its my life, and has many questions pop up through out.