Anonymous

Chapter 1

3 AM - BinJinJeongSung Room

Hyunjin craved water.
He really wanted to drink something.
The only problem was that it was 3 AM, and everyone else was asleep.
He lifted himself out of bed, inhaling sharply when his feet touched the cold floor.
Yawning, he made his way to the kitchen, only to come to an abrupt halt when he heard a voice from the living room.
There, on the sofa, sat Jisung, and he was on the phone.
"... a lot," he was saying, "it's really incredible. But he seems to be under too much pressure, he cries himself to sleep, scared he won't make it. I'm worried about him."
Jisung listened, before replying: "Me?" He sounded surprised, then laughed at what the other had said. "Oh, hyung, I'm doing great, don't worry." ... "I should be asking you!! Are you at home?" ... "Really? I thought you would go home, but I guess staying at JYP would be for the best... have you eaten, hyung?" ... "I just know how hard it is to remember eating when there's no Chan around to force you..."
Who is he talking to?
Hyunjin leaned closer, and bumped against the door. It didn't make much of a sound, but Jisung saw the movement. Irritated, he looked up at the door, but instead of spotting Hyunjin, he noticed the time. "Yeah... sorry hyung, I just realised how late it is... we've been talking for almost four hours now..." ... "I will if you do." Jisung laughed.
Hyunjin stared at Jisung, wondering who made him laugh, even though no one had been able to make the boy truly happy ever since Minho was eliminated.
"I gotta go now, hyung." ... "How about tomorrow? I have the day off, what about you?" ... "See you tomorrow then, same time, same place?" ... "Okay, goodnight, hyung, don't worry too much about Jeonginie. FIGHTING!!"
Hyunjin quickly ran back into the room, forgetting about the water. He didn't need it anymore.
Jisung came a few moments after Hyunjin had crawled under his duvets.
Without looking right or left, the rapper lay down, staring into nothing, unaware of Hyunjin watching him.
Who had he been talking to?
With that thought, Hyunjin fell asleep.

3:19 AM - Hyung Room

In the adult room, Chan got woken up by his ring tone. Still half asleep, he didn't pay attention to the caller.
"Hello?", he mumbled into the phone, his eyes barley open.
"I will kill you."
Suddenly, he was wide awake. The voice was changed by computer, not human anymore. He couldn't even say whether it was a man or a woman. "Who is this?", he asked.
Laughter, metallic and robotic, answered him. "Someone who hates you more than anything else in the world. And someone who will destroy your dream like you did mine."
Chans brain was going through all the people he could think of, trying to think of anyone who would want him or Stray Kids dead. He couldn't.
"Say bye-bye to your members. You won't see them anymore... forever."
Then, the person hung up.
Chan stared at the display. The caller was anonymous.

9 AM - Living Room @ Stray Kids Dorm

Chan had gathered everyone in the living room to discuss what they should do on their day off.
They suggested bowling, karaoke, arcade, ... when suddenly Jisung said: "I have a private appointment, I'll be back at 7 PM. Is that okay?"
Chan looked surprised, but he nodded. "Sure, go ahead. Only know that rumours will spread if you're not with us. Everyone will think you got eliminated."
"It's okay," Jisung said, "I'm just gonna post on Twitter afterwards or something."
Chan nodded. "Then off you go~! As for the others, let's go do all of those things!!"

7 PM - Hallway @ Stray Kids Dorm

The door shut with a bang. "I'm home!!" Jisung yelled, causing Chan to stick his head out of the kitchen.
"Oh, you're back!! How was it?"
Jisung took of his shoes, answering with an "It was fun."
It was silent for a few seconds, before Chan smiled. "Could you come to the kitchen for a second?"
"Sure. What's wrong, hyung?"
Jisung watched as Chan cut green unions for dinner.
"I... got a call yesterday. The caller had no ID. And he said..." Chan paused, his voice shaking as he continued, "he said he wanted to... kill me."
Jisung was silent, before he said: "Hyung, the JYP building is one of the safest in Seoul. And it could be a prank call, don't you think? How ever would he or she be able to even get close to you? At the moment, there are cameras everywhere around you! It's probably just a joke, but still, don't let your guard down."
Chan sighed. His dongsaeng was right. Suddenly, all the worry and paranoia he had had the entire day seemed ridiculous.
"You're right," he sighed. "I'm just... stressed out." Another sigh escaped his lips.
Jisung laughed. "Don't worry, hyung. We all are."
Today they would have spaghetti, again. While Chan was calculating how much spaghetti they would need, he turned on the stove.
"Hyung, watch out!!"
With a blast, fire rose up, almost reaching the ceiling.
Chan got pushed backwards against a shelf, making him loose his balance and fall to the ground. "Yah-"
He got interrupted by Jisungs scream of pain, that was cut short due to Jisung collapsing onto the floor.
"ARE YOU OKAY??", Woojin yelled, bursting into the kitchen.
"CALL 119 [A/N: korean ambulance]!! NOW!!" Chans voice was filled with panic as he crawled to the younger.
[A/N: not gonna describe what he looks like. Let's just say, he looks awful.]
From then onwards, everything seemed to rush past him in a blurr.
Felix came in, saw Jisung and vomited on the floor.
Seungmin entered aswell, trying to comfort their leader by telling him that everything would be okay.
The ambulance arrived and took Jisung. Chan and Hyunjin accompanied him to the hospital.
While they were driving, Chan received a text message.

Anonymous:
"One down, seven to go."
                      7:33 PM ✔

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