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The time had come for the two girls to separate, and although she didn't want to leave, she also felt content with the fact that her best friend was finally her best friend, again.

A smile was plastered onto her face the whole time she walked home. It was no lie that she was in a good mood as she hummed her way back to the house doing random dance moves from time to time.

The only thing on her mind was the thought of her perfect life. She had good friends, a good school, a good life in general. And the thought of two boys waiting for her back at home, it was heaven.

She looked up and her eyes focused on her surroundings. Momo appeared to be in an alley that was unfamiliar to her. She had never been here before. To make matters worse, the only thing visible in the sky was the moon, and the street lights flickered, giving off a creepy vibe. The walls trapping her had been covered in graffiti and trash lingered at the sides of them.

Momo gulped, worried and scared at the same time. And that is not a good combination. She walked further, hoping to see a landmark that would help her find her way out, but no matter how much farther she walked the only things around her were the uncanny walls of which she never wanted to see again.

By now she had given up and took her phone out from her pocket, unfortunately finding it at ten percent. The time was one AM, Momo cursed at herself for being so oblivious to how she was carelessly spending her time.

Suddenly, a dreaded feeling of someone following her started to wash over Momo. She glanced back, finding the empty alley she had been walking through. Everywhere she looked the only thing she saw is the alley she wanted to escape. This would assure someone that nobody's following them, but Momo was sure there was someone out there watching her.

Quickening her pace, she lost count of how many times she had looked behind her at this point. Her anxiety was building up at an inhuman pace, making the situation even more bad.

She remembered that her phone was at ten percent, that should be enough time to make one call, right?

Momo snatched the phone out of her pocket, ripping it slightly because of her violence. She quickly typed Taehyung's number, as that was the first person who came to mind. However, her call was failed as there was no signal (sigNAL BONAE SIGNAL BONAE).

The only thing left that she could do now was to run.
So she did.

She ran as fast as her meek legs could carry her, a faint sound of footsteps audible from behind her. She refused to look back because one, that would slow down her pace and two, she knew her fear level would rise.

A corner appeared at the end of the alley and Momo ran even faster. At least, that's what she thought. By now most of her energy had been drained out of her body and her speed had decreased. So in reality, she didn't run faster. Instead, she ran slower.

The person running after her just happened to have a better stamina as they managed to catch her before she could turn the corner.

He violently grabbed her shoulders, turning her around to face him. Her hands covered her eyes and she was sobbing silently.

'Noona! Why were you running from me?'

At that very moment, Momo's sobs subsided. She recognized that voice. That cute, high pitched voice. She made a hole in between her fingers so she could peek through, and to her expectations, Jungkook stood in front of her.

'Wait, why were you chasing me?' Momo responded.

She pushed Jungkook away from her, demanding an answer.

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