fantôme ; ksj

13.dangereux

dangereux / dɑ̃ʒʀø / adjective.
in english : dangerous
meaning : able or likely to cause harm or injury.

"What the fuck minseo?!" Seokjin exclaimed as Minseo slammed open the door a little bit harder than she expected, causing the metal cabinets to rattle.

"Shhhhhh shut up Seokjin!"

"I'm the ghost here, no one can hear me if you've forgotten."

"Oh right. Ugh I hate being alive now."

"Be careful what you wish for, girl."

Minseo just glared at the ghost.

"Ok, so I remember they used to view recorded footage in this computer room. They have footage from cameras all over Gwacheon, it's amazing," Minseo stated as she started turning on the lights and computers in the room.

She turned her body to grab the remote, only to find herself 2 inches close to Seokjin's chest, causing the two of them to pause a little. Man his shoulders are broad!

Their faces were so close to each other that she swore she could hear his breaths. Isn't he supposed to be dead?

"Stop staring minseo your exposing yourself," Seokjin teased, bringing her back to reality.

"I wasn't- fuck you."

"You just had to ask," the cheeky ghost smirked.

Minseo averted her eyes from Seokjin's precious face, ears reddening and cheeks blushing.

"Hey, what do you call a blushing minseo?" Seokjin asked mischievously.

"I don-"

"Red minseo soup!" Seokjin started laughing hysterically, leaving minseo at a corner dumbfounded and confused as hell. "get it?? because, red miso- the soup- th-"

"Yeah I get it. Let's just continue, your jokes are lame."

Minseo clicked on the computer page. the page on the main computer showed :

type in

street :

date:

time :

"What's the name of that street?" Minseo asked.

"Greyhound Avenue 31, if i'm not mistaken."

Minseo hurriedly typed in the name of the street as well as the date of Seokjin's death.

"I guess I'll type in 9pm for the time."

"Yeah, ok."

Footage of Greyhound Avenue at 4 different angles were displayed on the 2 screens before them. So far, the street appeared quiet, the only silhouettes visible were the ones of trees and lampposts. The area was so quiet minseo swore, that it could've been a film for a horror movie.

"So...we just wait?" Seokjin stated with a tinge of impatience.

"Yes, don't worry the video is sped up."

"Oh ok, good."

After 3 minutes, the screens showed a black Toyota dashing across the street.

"RIGHT THERE." seokjin exclaimed.

The two scrutinized at the picture, trying to decipher the number plate on the back of the car which was very blurry and dark.

"Doesn't that car look a bit familiar to you?"

"Yes. And I know exactly who's car it is." Seokjin stated with a serious expression and a slight smirk at the left corner of his perfectly sculpted lips.

"Who?"

"Park Jimin's dad."