The Kims

Chapter 29: Emergency

After School Hours:

[Jisoo's POV]

"What's taking him so long?" I groan after checking the time on my wristwatch.

Joohyuk should've been here by now. It's already after school hours and most of the student have already gone for their homes. I'm about to fish my phone out of my bag when I suddenly feel someone's eyes on me so I hurriedly turn around only to find no one. I just shrug and continue looking for my damn phone when i hear these footsteps outside the corridor. I freeze.

"Joohyuk?" I whisper. "Is that you?"

No answer. I start to bite my lower lip and stand up slowly, not taking my eyes off the entrance door.

"If it's you, it's not funny anymore." I swallow. "Come on! Quit playing around and show yourself!"

Just then, an empty can of cola has managed to roll its way towards me, landing just in front of my feet. I gasp and back away.

"Why do you always have to look for another guy when i'm right here?" A voice suddenly speaks.

I cover my mouth with my hands to prevent myself from screaminh. Is it possible? Is he the same guy who has been stalking me for the last month? I notice that the guy's voice had been modified with the use of a voice changer device. It sounds creepy.

"It hurts you know." The guy starts to walk towards me. I squint my eyes but i can't really see the guy's face because of the shadows being cast by the wall. "All this time, i've been looking only at you and yet you didn't even bother glancing in my direction."

"Wh-who are you?" I stutter. "Why are you doing this to me?"

I keep backing away until my back hits one of the chairs.

"Don't be scared." The guy whispers. "I just want to talk."

"T-talk? Talk about what?"

The guy heaves a heavy sigh. "I would really appreciate it if you would stop talking to other boys."

I gape at him, feeling horrified and disgusted at the same time. Who does he think he is? He sounds like i belong to him.

"You see, i tend to get really jealous when you start talking to them." He adds.

"You're sick!" I throw him the nearest chair that i could get and make a run for it.

I keep looking behind me to check if the guy is following me and end up falling down.

"Ah!" I exclaim when i try to stand. I think i might've sprained my right ankle.

I wince but will myself to stand. I start running again or should i say limping? Because of my sprain, i can't actually run properly. I can still hear the stalker's footsteps and I whimper when i hear the noise getting louder.

"Oh god!" I bite my bottom lip to stop myself from crying.

I hastily grab my bag to look for my phone. I heave a sigh of relief when my hand touches it. I fish it out of my bag and begin scrolling down my contacts until i finally find Bobby's name but before i could've pressed it, my phone slips through my fingers.

"Shit!" I exclaim.

I'm about to pick it up but freeze when i notice that the sound of the footsteps is now coming from everywhere. My breathing hitches.

"Oh god! Oh god! Oh god!" I start running away again. "Please, somebody!"

I keep looking behind me until someone has grabbed me from the front, catching me off guard. I scream.