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Yoongi - tree

"I wanna know satangcheoreom dalkomhadaneunde
I wanna know haneureul naneun geot gatdaneunde. I wanna know know know—"

Yoongi removed his earphones out of his ear and sighed. The cafe was filled with people but he honestly didn't care.

"What do you want?" He spoke facing ahead. Not that he was out of his mind, Putting his pen down he knew the cold air he felt was not just from the air conditioner beside him.

Turning to his side, he faced the woman standing beside him. She looked about in her late 40's and had messy hair. She wore casual winter clothes and if she didn't have that huge bloody scratch on her face with her left eye popped out she would look like a normal person.

Yoongi looked around the cafe to see everyone acting like there wasn't a ghost inside the cafe. Right, I'm the only one who can see it.

It was both a gift and a curse of his ability to see the dead. Since it was morning he just wanted to peacefully study in the cafe in the cold weather but as usual a spirit came by.

That lady pointed at a direction while Yoongi looked to where she pointed with dull eyes. It was a man sitting by a table not to far away from him, and together with him was a woman as they were laughing together.

Yoongi looked back at the ghost. "He's the one who killed you?"

The lady slowly nodded and looked down. Yoongi noticed something on her finger and everything clicked.

It was a ring.

"So your husband killed you..." He slowly put the puzzle together in his head. "And went with another woman?"

She nodded once again. Yoongi sighed as he knew that he needed to do something. It was normal for him. A ghost needing help. Well that's the only reason why they stay, for either unfinished business or revenge. And when it's done they finally get to die in peace.

Yoongi slowly turned back to look at the man happily talking with another woman. His face was blank but his eyes showed pity.

"Sir, your order." A waiter came by his table and put down the steaming hot coffee he ordered a few minutes ago. "Thank you." Yoongi mumbled before the waiter left.

Yoongi packed up his stuff, putting his backpack on his shoulder he stood up and walked towards the man with the hot coffee cup in his hand.

Putting his weight on one of his foot, Yoongi faked a trip. Intentionally spilling the steaming hot coffee right on the man. The man screamed in pain as the woman gasped, but Yoongi stood there with no expression at all. Some people looked at the scene, but majority didn't care at all.

"Oops, sorry." Yoongi spoke with no sincerity. "Your wife wanted that." The ghost watched the scene unfold in the distance.

The man looked at him with anger. "What do you mean? My wife is here." He pointed at the woman sitting across from him as she showed herself proudly.

Yoongi scoffed and faked a smile. "I meant the one you murdered."

The mans eyes darken even more. "W-who do you think you are?!" He spoke in anger, but fear was evident in his voice as well.

"Well I'll get going now." Yoongi looked and saw the ghost in the distance smile and disappear in thin air. He sighed after seeing that. "Try not to get arrested and a merry Christmas to you." He said before walking away.