fantôme ; ksj

7.arbre

arbre / aʀbʀ / noun.
in english : tree
meaning : a woody perennial plant, typically having a single stem or trunk growing to a considerable height and bearing lateral branches at some distance from the ground.

"AHHHH SEOKJIN."

"You're doing great sweetie!" Seokjin yelled to Minseo who was just above him. He decided to climb after her for her assurance eventhough he would've reached the top by now.

"My arms are burning and my feet is slipping."

"You just lack upper body strength. I guess cutting up skulls all day isn't the best workout."

"FYI, forensic scientists do not cut up skulls all the time!"

"Just keep going you're so slow. And don't look down."

At this moment, Minseo looked down.

"FUCK WHY ARE WE SO HIGH."

"We aren't even halfway there yet! Keep climbing!"

Minseo groaned in angst. Her arm muscles were sore and her shoe soles were slipping off the damp tree bark. Sweat glistened across her forehead, and her eyebrows were knit together as she focused attentively on trying not to die.

God, don't let me die this way. She prayed silently to herself.

They stopped climbing when they were at the second tallest branch, so that they could take a good look at the branch where Seokjin's lifeless body was found.

Minseo hoisted herself on the second branch, testing to see if its strong enough, then scooted to the right so that there would be enough space for Seokjin.

"So um...how?" Minseo started. "Even if the killer was one hell of a climber, how could he have brought you all the up here without falling? That was one of the most physically exhausting things I've ever done."

"I can't even remember stepping foot into this forest. You said i was drugged. Maybe i passed out, and they carried me in a bag or something up this tree?"

"I doubt it, you look pretty heavy."

"Are you calling this (gesturing his body with exaggerated hand movements) fat?"

"Muscle weighs more than fat you know?"

"Oh really? Hihihi Minseo just called me muscular I don't know how to feel about it." Seokjin giggled to himself with a goofy face, showing his inner childishness.

"Can we get down now?"

"Minseo-ah, live a little. How often do you get to climb a tree with a handsome ghost at midnight?"

"Fine. Not more than 10 minutes and we're down."

Minseo and Seokjin looked at the view ahead. At that height, they had the best view of Gwacheon. No, it wasn't Seoul, it didn't have many skyscrapers or tall landmarks. But it was home nonetheless. below them, the protruding trees couldn't even compete to the one they were on. The scenery was breathtaking . The moon above them showered Greyhound Oaks with glittering moonlight, dewdrops on tips of leaves refracting and reflecting the light all around, creating a homey yet spooky atmosphere. The tranquil chirpings of the crickets and the distinctive calls of the owls were so eminent. It was as if nature was talking directly to them. Minseo had never felt so connected to nature in her entire life.

"What would you do if it was your last day on earth?" Seokjin asked out of the blue, his gaze still fixated on the panoramic scene before them.

"I'd buy myself a hamster. and name him gomul (poop)," Minseo answered with drooping eyelids, fatigue was getting to her.

"Ew why?"

"Cuz they're shooo kewttttt. and i've always wanted to name my first pet gomul. Its weird y'know? Like me :)))"

"You don't have to remind me how weird you are. Fun fact, i've been told that i have hamster cheeks!"

"Really? I don't see it."

"Your loss. Now no one can touch these babies but me," Seokjin teased as he squished his own cheeks together like a child. (uwu)

"You're such a kid!" Minseo's hand went to slap the back of seokjin's neck only to have it pass right through him, causing the two of them to laugh at the ironic yet sad situation.

He looks so cute when his face is scrunched up from laughing. Oh my god he does have hamster cheeks!

As Seokjin's windsheild wiper laugh died down, they started to look into each other's eyes with shyness. abut behind those shy eyes, Minseo swore she saw a tinge of sadness behind Seokjin's kind eyes.

Yo Minseo stop staring . He's dead.

"Um we should get down."

"Yeah you look really tired. You should get some rest."

And they started to climb down, slowly and carefully, with Minseo trying to avoid death.

Author's Note
theory :
ur bias is the person u relate to
ur ultimate bias wrecker is ur ideal type
true or false?