Memory - Han Jisung x Reader [SHORT]

ONE

His voice brought back memories.

"Hey! (y/n)? (Y/N)!" 

You snapped out of your trance and gave your friend a look, "What happened?"

"We were watching a Stray Kids video and you just blanked out when Jisung started talking in English," he said, giving you a concerned glare.

"I did?" you asked, shaking your head to clear the thoughts that it had possessed seconds ago.

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"Its okay," he said wrapping his arms around you as you shook in terror. "It's over now."

"No it's not" you whispered back, "It hasn't even begun yet."

The blackness crept in around you as he backed up against the wall in the dark room. Dark figures poured in through the door, slinking around onto the walls. The window was open by just a slit and one patch of sunlight was splayed on the floor and up the side of one wall. Your eye caught a white plate on the wall with a switch on it. An idea forming, you glanced upward and scanned the ceiling. There it was.

"Jisung..."

"Yeah?"

"Let me go. I've got an idea." You begged. He looked down, scared, but nodded and released you from his arms. Looking quickly across the room, you sprinted for the switch on the wall. Grabbing onto it you pulled it down and the lights flashed on in the room, blinding you from the chaos.

Panting, you sat up straight in bed and looked around, panicked. 

It was him.

Jisung was there that night. 

That night when you escaped death itself.

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"Do you want to talk about it?" (y/f/n) asked the next day. Shaking your head, you picked up your lunch and walked out of the cafeteria. You walked down the empty halls of the school and towards the back of the school. Climbing the stairs, you couldn't shake the dream you had out of your head.

Sitting down in the corner of the hallway, you pulled out a notebook from your backpack and started drawing the scene from the dream. The square room, the open door, slit window, and the light switch. You tilted your head a few different ways like a puppy asking for treats. Nothing seemed right... 

What were those things and how could they have filled the room like that? 

You'd figure it out eventually. The next thing to figure out was Jisung. Who was he?

Opening your phone and clicking onto Instagram, you searched for the Stray Kids account. After finding it, you scrolled through for any of the photos that only had Jisung. Finding one, you read the comment first. It was in Korean and the translation wasn't very good so you just looked at the photo. He was in dark light, just like he had been that night. The next picture was with Jeongin. His highlights showed up more, it had reminded you even more of that night. Then the last photo had him with Minho, looking very similar to the second photo.

Going back to the first photo, you examined it more closely. His eyes were beautiful, the type that was so easy to get lost in. And that necklace, the simple silver one. It looked so familiar. Looking down at the one you wore, you compared it to the one that he had on. They looked the same.

Setting down your phone and picking up the necklace off of your chest, you attempted to take it off, but as soon as you placed your hands on it, your vision blurred.