Chp.46<Fushigina jōkyō

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Meaning: A Strange Situation In Japanese

Cheyenne's POV

I acted like I didn't hear anything Elena said when she called me and just tried to forget everything about it. Because, well, there's no way he would like me. Sure, I have black, long hair and I knew Korean and English, but I wasn't IU or Lisa(Blackpink).

I had a schedule of just helping out with makeup, hair, and wardrobe. When BTS perform, I'm helping out backstage. Everything's pretty fun, but hard working here. Whew. I felt like Suga---wanting to just sleep and become a lifeless rock. But thankfully, it was time to go back to V's place.

"I'm tired....," I said, fainting on the couch.

"Me too...," Suga groaned, fainting on the other couch.

"Ah! Where's Elena-ah?" Jungkook asked.

I leaned forward and sat up. Where was Elena?

"I'll be back," I said, bowing and walking downstairs. "Elena? Hellllooooo?" I hollered.

I looked around in her room, but she wasn't there. It was just the sound of the air vent blowing into the room. I blew a piece of hair out of my vision and glanced over at Elena's desk. There was a sticky note.

I walked over and read it.

"If you're looking for me, I'm out! Sorry about that, toodles~"

I blinked. What? Elena never writes like that. She usually writes with really...weird and formal words, like "I'll be out for a couple of hours. If you need me,*blah blah blah*" and she'll also at least tell me where she is. I shook my head in disbelief. A rush of worry filled me for a moment. 

"Everyone...!" I started, rushing upstairs, back to the others. They all turned their attention to me in confusion. 

"What?" Namjoon asked.

"I don't know why, but Elena's out...for who knows how long. I just found this on her desk, but I don't really know if this is her or not." I said.

"Why? Does she not write like that?" V asked.

I nodded and started again. "She also doesn't speak like that; just leave me wondering where she went and doesn't just...I don't know, disappear. I'm...kind of worried."

"What if it's not her?" Jimin muttered. I gasped.

"Idiot, stop worrying her," Suga said, glaring. Jimin pouted.

"No...," I whispered, and everyone's heads turned to me. "Jiminie might be right...,"

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"Where is Elena?"

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