Missing You - BTS FF ( Rewriting ONCE AGAIN )

三

YOUR POV

After art class, school ended at the right time. I grabbed my bag and head towards the office where Mr.Jeon was. Every step I took was heavy, probably because I was afraid of what will happen to me.

I took a deep breath and twisted the door handle. Many teachers looked over to my way, was I disturbing something? 

1..2..3..... There were seven of them. One of them stood up and I recognize it as Mr.Jeon. 

He told me to sit on a chair but there were none since all of them were occupied by the teachers. All of them stood up and offered me to sit. I mumbled a small, "Thanks" and sat down on one of the chairs.

I gulped and slowly looked up to see Mr.Jeon, "Is there anything I can do for you Mr.Jeon?" I bit my lower lip out of nervousness. Suddenly, someone tapped my shoulder and I flinched, "Don't be nervous (Y/N), you did nothing wrong," A teacher said but I didn't know his name, I looked at his nametag. So his name is Mr.Park. Mr.Jung continued, "We just want to talk to you about something,"

"Tell us, about your past," Mr.Min leaned closer to my face and I leaned backwards. What is he doing?!

Why do they want to know about my past? "And what does my past has something to do with you all?" The words slipped out of my mouth and I covered it. Oh shit.

He sighed and walked away, he leaned beside the table and used an arm to support himself. "This isn't the girl, she's just a normal student,"

The others rolled their eyes and looked towards me, hoping that I will tell the answer while confusion was written all over my face.

"It's okay... I guess you can tell us when you're ready. You are free to go," Mr.Kim ( Namjoon ) signalled me to leave and I did. I quickly got up and speed-walked, away from the teachers' office, back to home.

NAMJOON POV

"Why hyung? Why did you let her go?" Taehyung asked, "She looked confused and uncomfortable, that's why," I replied and took off my glasses, placing them on the table.

"Maybe she's not her..." Jimin mumbled which I clearly heard. "But, how does she looks and acts like her?" He mumbled again. "This is so annoying!" Jimin suddenly yelled out.

"Calm down Jimin, maybe she lost her memories or something," Jin said as he patted Jimin's back, trying to calm him down.

I shot up after hearing what Jin said. "That's it!" All of them looked at me. "I have a plan," I told them and we all gathered together and I began to tell them the plan.

YOUR POV

I banged my head against the table countless times, "Why is this question so hard..."

I looked up and looked outside the window to see a bright moon glowing in the black skies with the stars.

I slowly looked down and banged my head against the table again when the door opened, revealing my mom in her PJ's.

Whoops, did I wake her up?

"(Y/N)? I heard a lot of noise coming from your room. What happened?" She replied and yawned, covering her mouth and blinked her eyes.

"Mooom, I'm stuck on this question," She walked towards me as I pointed at the question which I'm currently stuck on.

She explained while I listened intently. After she explained all of it, I finally found the answer. "Thanks, mom!" I pecked her cheek and smiled brightly.

"When are you going to be finished?" She asked and I replied, "Probably 10 p.m." I checked my phone, 8:57 p.m.

"Okay, don't overwork yourself, it's bad for your health," She slowly made her way to the door, "Goodnight~" She closed the door gently as her footsteps became quieter each second.

"Alright, now back to work," I did a few stretches before continuing doing my homework.

8:05 p.m

I yawned and plopped myself to the bed after finishing a whole pile of homework. Something caught my eye.

It was my dream journal. I totally forgot about that! I grabbed my dream journal and placed it on the table beside the bed. 

I don't need to change my clothing since I'm already wearing my pyjamas. I walked towards the light switch and turned off the lights. I slowly walked towards my bed in the darkness to prevent myself falling since my room is a bit... messy.

"Goodnight to myself," I covered myself with the blanket, drifting away to dreamland.

THE NEXT DAY

I woke up from my dream, sweat all over my body as I grabbed my dream journal and rushed to the table before I forget everything that happened in my dream.

I fumbled through my pencil box and found a black pen, then, started to write.

Tuesday - 5/6/18

'Dark' was the word that could describe my surroundings. There was no ground, it was like I was floating. Suddenly, someone appeared in front of me, I couldn't see the person's face but, shadow. From his chest, I could guess that the person's gender was a male.

I looked around as six more appeared, surrounding me.

Voices. I didn't know where it came from. My head started to hurt, it felt like millions of knives had stabbed me. I tried to scream, but nothing came out from my mouth. I closed my eyes and held my head with both of my hands as it started to hurt more and more.

Merry Christmas everyone~
Hope you all will have a wonderful day~
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Also, sorry for the short chapter.