“Leave me alone!” I scream running mindlessly through the dark. A hand covers my mouth muffling my scream, “I’m not gonna hurt you if you just follow along.” A deep voice says. I somehow manage to bite his hand, he pulls away with a yelp. “Help! Someone help me!” I yell sprinting down the street. An old woman comes out with a very worried face, “What’s wrong?” She holds onto my shaking hand. “There’s a man after me! I need to call 911 but I don’t have my phone.” I point behind me. She looks back, “Are you sure?” Of course she doesn’t believe me. A crazy girl screaming and running down the street this late at night begging for help, I must seem crazy. “Yes! Please, may I borrow your phone?”
“Yes, come in, come in. It’s freezing out here and you look cold.” She pats my back walking me towards an apartment complex. I look at my pajama shirt and shorts, is it cold? I guess I was too busy freaking out to notice.
I sit on the white couch with a cup of hot chocolate in my hands. The lady drapes a blanket around me making me notice my shaking, “What’s your name, sweetheart?” She soothingly rubs my back. Do I tell her my real name?
“Kim Doyeon.” I sip the warm drink. She nods, “Well, I’m Hyemin, but you can call me halmeoni. Can you tell me what this man looks like?” Hyemin asks. “He..um...he wore a black turtleneck, and black pants, he also had a black trench coat on. His hair was…..um…. a light shade of brown. I don’t quite remember what his face looked like.” I struggle to think of what his nose looked like or his eyes. Oddly, I barely remember anything about him besides his clothes.
“I called the authorities so they should be here soon. You can tell them, then.” She gets up. “You look hungry, would you like something to eat?”
“No, thank you.” I shake my head trying to smile. I flinch hearing a knock on the door. Hyemin shuffles over and open the door wide. A tallish man stands with his hands in his pockets, “Sorry if I took a while. I got caught up in some business on the way here.” His voice is kinda husky and deep.
“Thank you for coming at such a late hour. I’ll pour you some tea.” Hyemin walks to the kitchen leaving me alone with the man. He looks directly at me making me look away at any other spot in the room.
“I warned you.” He whispers. I whip towards him, “What?” He leans in closer, “I. Warned. You.”
A/n
This'll probably get deleted or something but here is this. A random idea I got from my math teacher in the middle of class.
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Coffee Cups || k.th
FanfictionShe was an ordinary girl. she went to work, she had friends, she even went shopping occasionally. one day, by accident, she happen to encounter a man. A dangerous man. she quickly learned that coffee cups should never be trusted.
