Sweet Dreams

Wake up

Deafening silence... you were at the moment passing by the empty hallways of your college dragging a shy male behind you. Once you noticed classroom that was empty you entered and dragged him inside.
" Take it off... " you said at walked to the sink turning the water on. You turned around to see something you never expected. It seems Kim Taehyung, the quiet kid in class that never speaks and almost never moves has a pretty nice toned chest. He handed you his shirt and you began to wash it under the hot water.
" By the way my name is Y/n .." you added and you suddenly noticed two hands each side of you on the sink.
" I know... " he whispered with his low raspy voice right into your ear
" Oh h-how come...? " You tried your best not to freak out and concentrate on the shirt.
" We are classmates. Don't you know who I am ? "
" K-kim Taehyung..." you stuttered and turned the water off. The two of you didn't move or say anything. The room was filled with silence. It was dark with just few rays of sunset hitting the floor. All of a sudden you could hear noise from the hallway as if something heavy was thrown. You were about to go check it out when suddenly Taehyung grabbed your wrist and pulled you with him hiding under the teachers desk. He was leaning on the desk with his back and was hugging your small frame to himself with his hand cowering your mouth.
Footsteps... both of you heard footsteps from the hallway and how they were getting louder. Another crash. You trembled while Taehyung remained silent still cowering your lips. Suddenly you saw a man standing in front of the door. His clothes were white and blonde hair was adoring his features. Jimin. He entered the classroom and walked to the seat where you usually sit. He then sat down and began to search through your desk. Suddenly you got a text message. Luckily your phone was turned on vibration and you quickly took it out. It was a message from an unknown number. You looked at Taehyung and he just nodded signaling you that you can open it. Once you saw the message you dropped your phone which Taehyung quickly caught before it hit the ground and made noise. You were now a trembling mess. The message was a picture of the teachers desk taken from your seat.
' Does he know we are hiding here ?' Tears filled your eyes as you tried your best to not let out a yelp. Suddenly you felt Taehyungs arm gently stroking your shoulder as he whispered
" shh it is alright calm down... "
You took a deep breath and tried to calm yourself. After a while both of you got out. Luckily noone was there. You sighed and leaned on the wall as you placed your hand on your chest sighing deeply.
" that guy is freaking me out..." you said quietly as you slid down the wall to sit on the ground. Meanwhile Tarhyung took his shirt and squeezed it before placing it on the warmer by the window.
" I see he didn't swoon everyone. How come you are not all over him like others are? " Taehyung asked as he sat down next to you. He then placed hand on your back in a comforting manner.
" I don't know... he at first seemed really cute and sweet but... there is something off about him..." you looked up at him and he just nodded looking blankly in front of him
" Yes ... I agree. Y/n let me give you an advice.. " he looked at you and you nodded.
" Don't ever shake hands with him... or... don't touch him at all". You looked down at your feet and curled your toes nervosely. Just when you were about to ask why he added
" Don't ask me for a reason... just don't do it... " he stood up and walked to your seat. He took a look at it and then underneath.
" It seems he didn't do anything " after that the two of you sat in the classroom quietly. Who is this Park Jimin. Why is he so... and especially what makes Taehyung wary of him? You looked at Taehyung who was laying on one of the tables probably asleep. You walked to him and noticed somethint interesting. It was a tattoo on his triceps of an arrow with the moon. It looked like an indian tattoo and you found it so cool.
" Like what you see ? " Tarhyung said with his eyes closed.
" Nice tattoo... where did you get it? " you were observing it properly and it looked pretty neat.
" at Bakery..." he added sarcastically to which you responded by smacking his tummy. He coughed a bit and sat down
" hey! What was that for? " he looked at you with eyes half opened and you crossed your arms on your chest.
" For giving me a dumb answer..."
" Well you got dumb answer to even dumber question.... where else could I have got from ? " he then stood up, picked up his shirt and put it on
" See ya...  " he then left you alone in the room. You looked around you and squeaked when you heard the door behind you close. You sprinted out of the classroom and once you ran to Taehyung you hugged his arm tightly still trembling. He sighed but didn't say anything. The two of you got out of the school and when you got to the bus stop you parted ways. You were sitting in the bus looking outside as you were resting your head on the cold wet window. The bus stopped on the next stop and you took out your phone to change the song that was playing. Once you looked up you jumped out of the seat. Park Jimin was standing right in front of the window you were sitting by. It didn't seem he noticed you. He was looking somewhere else. Once you turned to the direction he was looking at you noticed Chanyeol that was running after the bus. You stood up and pressed the stop button to signal the driver to wait for him. Once he got inside the bus drove off.
" oh hey Y/n! Did you stop the bus for me ? " he said panting as he sat down next to you. You just nodded and resumed looking out of the window. Jimin was nowhere to be found. You looked all around but didn't see him.
" oh isn't that Jimin ? " You quickly looked at Chanyeol who was pointing to the front. He was right. Jimin was standing right there inside the bus with headphones on looking out of the window. You shook your head in disbelief and when you were about to get up Chanyeol stood up and tapped Jimins shoulder.
" hey dude! Wanna sit with us ? " he then pointed at you and you quickly covered your face.
Jimin simply nodded and walked over to you.
" Y/n this is-" Chanyeol was about to introduce you when you sternly interrupted him.
" I know... " you said without even looking at them.
" Chim chim sit down next to Y/n... " you abruptly looked at them
" Why would he sit next to me ?!"
Both of them looked at you surprised
" why not? Look Y/n Jimin injured his arm ? " Chanyeol showed you his wrist that was wrapped in bandage. Your eyes skipped from his hand to his eyes filled with doubt. Jimin just gave you an innocent smile before he sat down next to you.
" Y/n what is your phone number? " he gave you a cheeky smile which you found extremely suspicious
" why...? " you looked at him and for a brief moment you two had an eye contact
" Because we are friends of course " he took out his phone and you abruptly stood up
" I never agreed to be your friend..." you then walked past him. You were suddenly thrown off because the bus suddenly stopped and you landed on Jimins lap. Suddenly you felt he was holding your hand. Probably when you were reaching for support you grabbed onto it. You slapped your hand away and sprinted out of the bus leaving dumbfounded Chanyeol and Jimin behind. Finally you got home. Zoey was already in her bed snuggled into the pillow and blanket fast asleep. You sat down took of your shoes and checked the time. It was just 21:34. You looked at her and chuckled. She always had to go to bed early or else she would be moody in the morning. You took a quick shower and got in your pajamas. Finally at ten you plopped yourself on your bed and entered your beloved dream land.
You looked around you. You were sitting in a psychologists office. In front of you there was a very familiar man sitting behind his desk. Park Jimin.
" Name..." he was writting something on a sheet of paper. It looked like some kind of register.
" guess... " you crossed your arms on your chest and Jimins eyes moved to your own
" name..." he repeated and looked down at the paper
" Y/n..." you spat out sighing . You couldn't care less. After all this was your dream. You could do whatever you wanted to.
" Full name... "
" Y/n L/n " you sighed and rested your chin sighin
" What is this Jimin ? " you looked at the paper again
" age.."
" 23..." you mummled and Jimin finally looked up at you confused. He seemed deep in thought before his eyes widened and he smiled
" Oh right ! You had birthday today. Happy birthday..." he then continued filling the register
" fear ? " he asked and that stopped you.
" what ? " you sat back confused
Jimin looked into your eyes and you two had an intense eye contact for a minute before he continued writting
" Dark... " he said and you stood up surprised
" How did you know ? " you jumped out of your seat surprised as chills ran down your spine.
" Y/n please sit down will you... " he tapped the desk twice.
You looked around you but you didn't see any door nor window.
" I won't until you will explain what is this..." you took a step back when Jimin stood up and walked around the room for a while before he sat down at his desk elegantly. He crossed his legs and placed his hands on his knees.
" sit down and I will explain... " he gave you a smile and pointed his hand to the chair. You slowly sat down and in the meanwhile Jimin reached into his pocket and took out a small chocolate wrapped in a golden paper.
" chocolate ? " he handed it to you still smiling
" thank you...  "
" so first Y/n let me introduce myself to you. I am your guardian Park Jimin and I chose you for this tournament. "
You furrowed your brows and looked at him confused but before you could ask he stopped you
" just let me explain I know what you think... what kind of tournament right ? You see Y/n by shaking my hand you have agreed to join this tournament only few get to attend. The tournament is simple... you have a certain fear in your life. You will have to face your fear alongside other contestants. The one who wins gets to make a wish. "
" what kind of wish ? " you looked at him suspiciously
" any... anything you ask for." He stood up and then returned to sit at his desk. He then passed the paper to you.
" Please sign here..." he looked at you and smiled once again
" ..." you looked down at the paper then back at him
" what if I don't want to ? " suddenly his smile dissapeared and was exchanged with a glare. You felt shivers run down your spine and the room turned from light room filled with sublight to a dark dimly lit room. In the dark you could see how his eyes shined. He did not look so innocent anymore. You felt your throat tighten and your shaky hands grab the pen he was holding in his hands. Once you signed the piece of paper his smile returned back and you could feel sharp pain on your wrist. You grabbed onto your wrist and your whimpers soon turned into painful cries that echoed through the room. You fell from your chair on the ground and were grasping on your wrist. It felt as if hundreds of knives were digging into it. After few minutes that felt like hours the pain stopped and you slowly fell asleep. Jimin stood up and picked you up placing your small frame on his desk. His eyes landed on your wrist that was now decorated by a small tattoo of a flower. He brushed your bangs out of your face and whispered
" wake up "