Boy Meets D.Evil

1.12

Min Yoongi. What should I do with him? Why is he even such an important topic? Since when? 

I have so many questions I won't get answers to because Namjoon got in the way. Even though I consider him as an obstacle yet at the same time a part of me understands him. I'm not the type to avoid eye contact, in fact, it's a way to show that I stand my ground and can take criticism. Like that, I leaned against a tree, crossed arms on my chest and listened to what Namjoon has to say. He looked around to make sure we're alone, stared at the ground for a moment then finally lifted his head up

"Hana, I'll be straightforward. I want you to leave Yoongi alone"

"Is that why you brought me here? You know very well that's not gonna happen"

"Please, I just want to protect my friend"

"And I have some duties I'm unable to complete as long as I'm dead", I snapped at him and tiled my head while he's thinking of a response

"He's got nothing to do with this"

"Namjoon, I know. No one has, but I need someone and you know that. Why won't you trust me when I tell you that it's also in my interest to keep him safe?"

"Because I know how destructive you are. Because you're messing with something living beings can't deal with", destructive?

"I feel like this is more personal than you'd like to admit... and I honestly couldn't care less"

"I'm sorry, but I can't stand aside and watch this"

"Oh, is that so? Are you declaring you're going up against me?"

"If that's what it takes to save Yoongi from you... then yes", we stood in silence after his words. I examined his dark brown eyes which are radiating so many negative emotions: fear, sadness, disappointment. All of it at once. It's like he's begging me to give up to avoid a conflict but... I have different plans

"There's no need to save him, he'll be perfectly fine"

"No. That's not true. I'm taking him away from you", I scoffed and bit my lip since I'm not irritated anymore but anger is slowly growing inside of me

"Namjoon, leave us alone. Consider this as friendly advice and a warning"

"I'm sorry, Hana, but I'm still going to do it"

"Damn it, Namjoon! He's staying with me!"

"You have no idea how much it hurts seeing you like this. You're so bitter, full of hate, short-tempered and aggressive, a complete opposite of the girl I love"

"How should I feel when someone took my life out of the blue? I was so young, I had dreams like everyone else, ambitions, friends, unfulfilled promises... it's not right and I'm going to fix it even if it means having you as an enemy"

"Hana, I know it wasn't fair-"

"Excuse me, what the fuck would you know about death? Besides, aren't you busy turning everyone against me?", his lips parted to say something but nothing filled the silence in the end. I approached him to bring his face closer to mine and stared into his watery eyes

"Now go before I drag you to Hell and show what's truly heartbreaking", I turned on my heel and walked away at a fast pace because I've wasted enough time already. His words haven't reached to me, completely. I'm unable to feel compassion unless it's someone I made a contract with so it's easier to protect the person and cooperate better. Of course, he's worried about his best friend but without Yoongi I'm useless. 

Yoongi... I brushed with my fingers against the bandage on my throat he put. He was so worried when I got hurt I almost fell bad for making him worry, I guess now he knows I can heal fast. It did hurt like a bitch but it's one of the pros of being dead, I can't sense a lot of things. Except for pain but significantly less than humans. Right... I don't know if it's cold outside. Well, it certainly is since it's almost winter but I wish I could feel it. The cold on my cheeks and fingertips. Not just that, I love snow. Everything about it is so pure and soft. What brought me joy was snowflakes landing on my glove or coat and not melting immediately so I could admire its' beauty. And the breathtaking scenery of everything covered in clean snow... especially at night, oh how I loved gazing into dark sky with a single street lamp weakly glowing so I could clearly see giant snowflakes dancing around like sugar plum fairies in pretty white gowns. As I said, it used to bring joy. It's different now. Still, I hope we get to solve the mystery about my death before the first snow.