Jimin's POV.
As we were done confronting Namjoon hyung, we all look for the exit, which took us for several hours. As we finally found the exit, we entered a room with some dark forest green patterns on the wallpaper, a glass floor, some door on the middle.. and..a blindfold? No way. W— wait, why is it luring me to go there? No, wait, i cant stop walking towards it. Someone's controlling me. Dear lord, i cant cry for help. I tried to look back but i cant move, someone must be really controlling me.
My hands reached the blindfold. Oh dear. I blacked out.
I woke up, i cant see anything but i can feel a silky cloth covering my eyes, and its tied around me tightly. I can hear footsteps, which seems that someone must be walking towards me. I cant move nor speak.
"In fact, i never even loved a truly filthy being like you. I just messed with your feelings, you weren't my first love you fucking whore." A guy with a raspy voice whispered into my ear. I started to tear up. Why am i crying? Why is his voice so damn familiar? WHY CAN'T I REMEMBER? Why? Why..
And then, i ended waking up. Jungkook and my hyungs looked at me concered as they hugged me. i hugged back.
That person. They caught me in a Lie.
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FantasyKim Seokjin. 26 years old. He got into a car accident. He woke up, in a strange place. Not one scratch nor an injury did he have. ..Strange.
