The Secret Admirer (A Kim Taehyung fanfic)

31: The mission

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Seoyeon's point of view:

I sat at my dresser, my body buried behind my legs which curled up onto the chair whilst I stared at my borrowed phone in front of me waiting for that No Caller ID guy.

In a matter of time the screen eventually blared, giving off a surprisingly bright light which I squinted at till my eyes adjusted to it. My eyes were fixed onto the screen even after it switched off, not daring to open up the message without thinking everything through first. I tried coming up with solutions but it seemed like I was already too deep into this mess to easily escape now. At this point it was unpredictable of what would happen next.

I considered telling someone about the situation. Probably not Areum because it was too risky to have this auto tune guy on the loose snapping pictures and knowing all my dark secrets. Which meant if I had to I would eventually need to swallow all the awkwardness and go speak to Jimin, but only as a last resort. Though, it was too early, he hasn't done anything to me yet, he's only put me into a situation where I have to get out by myself. If I go through with this in the right way I wouldn't have to come to telling Jimin or Areum anything.

Even though I made sure all the curtains in the room properly covered every inch of the windows I still felt I was being watched by that creepy guy. Despite the auto tuned voice he used I still couldn't tell who it could be. An old friend he said? The possibilities are endless, it could really be anyone, someone I wouldn't even expect. For all sake it could even be a her and not a him at all. But all the possible names I could muster up either didn't have good alibis or didn't match the vibes I got from the mystery blackmailer.

I snapped back to reality, looking back at the screen. There really was no other option for me. I took a deep breath, bolting up to sit straight in my chair. I clicked open the message, dreading to see what I was about to do. For starters I didn't even know how I was gonna go back let alone steal from the house, but here I was playing games with the devil. I slowly peaked at the message, absorbing everything at a long pace.

A car, 04 다 0501, will be waiting for you at 9:00 pm outside.
You'll be working with one of my workers who'll have everything you'll need.
Finish the job then you'll get what you deserve.
Don't try pulling any sort of stunts!

- an old friend

I let out a quiet, frustrated growl. What connection could he have that would end up with whatever he owns in my old home? I didn't understand, nothing added up. How he knew so much, how he linked with my family, none of it made sense.

I let out another sigh, rubbing my hands into my face as I leant back in my seat. I needed to clear my mind before I jumped into this again so I decided to take a walk. I peeked outside my room, making sure Jimin was no where to be seen. It's been a day but I'm still a little embarrassed and the awkward meals we have together is bad enough. I snuck out, scampering half way downstairs before realising I left my phone upstairs.

I put on one of the pairs of sneakers Areum lent and wrapped a shawl around me. I ran back upstairs, completing forgetting to check for Jimin before bumping into him right when I got up. I stumbled back, almost falling down the stairs just when Jimin grabbed my arm, effortlessly swinging me round.