Her || KIM NAMJOON ✔

XIV.

Namjoon's POV

Fucking. Shit.

"I was not following you, miss. I also live around the area." Hobi's voice was heard on the line nervously.

"Liar! Whenever I enter the house, you just go the other way." Mayu angrily shouted at him, almost nearing him.

"I'm sorry if you've thought of that. Then I'll just leave you alone and use another way then." My friend calmly answered and left the scene with an imaginably fuming girl behind him.

I sighed in relief, "You safe?"

"Fuck, man." Hobi huffed in a breath. "You better pay me double for that."

I laughed out loud, "Whatever. Good thing you got out alive." My heart was beating wildly inside my rib cage. It has been awhile since I heard her cheerful, sweet voice. It became deeper and fuller as well, like a grown woman that she is now.

Something prompted me on my feet and prepared to go back to Seoul the next day.

I'm going to see her and make things right between us.