Chapter 57: Han's POV pt. 1

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//Han's POV//

Why hasn't she messaged me? Called me? Or even came to see me?!

WHERE IS Y/N?!

Please, anyone, help me!

I'm curled up in the corner of my room, holding my phone tightly.

There was... people.

Them people came.

I say people, but they didn't seem human at all.

It started as a normal day of school. I didn't think it could change in an instant.

I was heading to my after school club... and that's where it hit.

*flashback*

-school-

My eyes scanned the outside area, looking for y/n.

Where is that girl? Hanging with her boyfriend, Hoseok? Or is that witch, Jisoo, caught up her sleeve? I haven't heard of her or seen her in ages.

I stop in my tracts when the school bell rung.

Weirdly, they cut off the school bell and rang an announcement through the speakers.

"Could we have all students and teachers inside! Everyone get in a safe and hidden area! We have a mob invading the school!" The voice echoed throughout the entire school.

What?!

My eyes move to the school gate, there was and army of people walking toward our school.

They wasn't like the ordinary human-being. They had... black eyes?!

Immediately I ran indoors, and toward my locker.

I struggle to unlock it fast, but I soon was able to open it and throw myself inside.

What the heck is happening?!

Many fast footsteps and screams was charging past my locker.

Most likely, they was all finding a hiding spot for whatever was happening.

Soon, the screams died down, most of the students have found a hiding spot.

My breathing was so heavy, I thought it would reveal my hiding spot.

Who are they? Why are their eyes so dark? Are they human?

It's been awhile. I've been sitting in this locker for too long. My legs was numb.

But I see movement outside, using the slits of my locker to look out.

The mob was walking through our school. I pull out my phone and dial the police's number into my phone.

I press my finger against the volume button, quickly turning it down.

Someone picks up.

"Hello, This is the police. What's your emergency?" The man spoke on the other line.

"Hello?" I whispered into the phone.

"Hello?" The police says again, not hearing me.

"H-hello?" I say a bit louder, not wanting to be found.

My eyes raise back up to the slits in my locker...

THEY WAS STANDING RIGHT OUTSIDE.

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