Geekster Monster [BTS Namjoon] editing:)

31• Halloween Party

Rm's POV:

s e p t e m b e r ,
b i r t h d a y p a r t y

"Happy birthday"

She said and I slammed the door. My heart palpitating too much making me have a hard time breathing, I took deep breaths to calm myself, trying to think of an excuse to get out of this room and talk to her, and at that moment of crisis a light bulb appeared above my head. I then yelled to the other that I'll be at the convenience store, as I got my coat and mask I then placed my hand on the doorknob. I was hesitant, I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. As I twisted the doorknob and opened the door I slowly opened my eyes, she was no longer standing there.

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As I returned from the store I saw a card, laying on the floor near the stairs.

As I stoop down to get it I was able to see a plastic crown.

I opened the card.

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Wear the Crown
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I followed as it had instructed me to do I followed the arrows leading to our dorm.

Without hesitation I opened the door and I to my surprise it was silent and dark. When I turned on the switch there was a shout and a cake was flying at me.

It got me.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY HYUNG!"
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY NAMJOON-AH"
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY DESTROYER!"

I was awestruck, cake all over my face and outfit, a poster of my boyfriend Ryan hanging, a cake on the table. Everywhere was confetti and they got a lot to clean tonight before school tomorrow.

But I couldn't move when I saw her, standing with Mily by her side. Rikaima.

"What are you doing here?"

"Just came to see you after you shut the door on me... but I understand you were hurt, just- you still have time tho"

"Huh?"

"Toodles~"

"Yah! Furukawa Rikaima!!"

-end-

What does she mean... still have time?

Did her boyfriend broke up with her?

Nah Taehyung and I learned our lesson now. But why does my mind think of her?

My grades are failing because of her smile, her face, her brown hair, her tempting lips.
And I'm proud
I have to find a way to stop this once and for all.

"Hyung... sleep!"

I turn to look at the slumbering child muttering words, swear words if I am not mistaken.