1. Move

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A/N: Welcome to my story! It's my first time writing a story like this, so give me some slack ✌
Have fun with the story!
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"These were the last boxes." The two men said as they went up to me.

"Thank you very much for the help." I bowed to them.

"No problem, that's our job." One of the two winked.

The workers, from the company that helps moving, walked to their car and drove off.

I went up the stairs and saw the landlord waiting for me.

"I'm really happy, that someone is taking this apartment again. Especially such a beauty like you."

I laughed. I didn't feel uncomfortable with the comment. Why should I? The landlord reminds me of my grandpa.

"I just hope you aren't like the other ladies..." he sighed.

"What do you mean, sir?"

"Every female that lived in this apartment moved after a week or less." He shook his head and handed me the keys.

"I still don't understand." I was confused about what he meant.

"You'll find out after they 'introduce' themselves." He shook his head again.

"But that won't happen until tomorrow I guess, so just have fun for today." He smiled again and went downstairs, leaving a confused me behind.

I turned around and looked into the hallway.

8 doors that are opposite of each other. 4 on one side, 4 on the other.

The house was really big and so were the apartments.

I started walking down the hallway to the end where my door was. 'Door 9' was written over the peephole on a small golden plate.

While I walked, I felt as if I was being watched. The neighbors, maybe? Why does it feel as if I'm being checked out, as if they tried to strip me from my clothes.

I shuddered and walked faster arriving at my door. I opened it and closed it right after I got in.

I have a bad feeling about this...

Oh I didn't introduce myself, did I?

I'm So Ye-Rin, 21 years old. I'm quite small with a nice body figure, the reason why I get hit on very often.
I moved, since I graduated and wanted to start my life on my own.
I work at a cafe not far away from here, which is very convenient.
I have a loving and caring boyfriend, Hoseok, he's my sunshine.

(A/N: My baby Hobi is a sunshine! Just look at him!)

(A/N: My baby Hobi is a sunshine! Just look at him!)

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That's pretty everything you have to know about me. So back to the story.

I sighed and started opening some boxes. I ran around a bit, still not remembering the rooms.

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