You turn on the speakers and let the music fill in for the silence surrounding the home. You wear a set of old clothes and tie your hair in a ponytail before grabbing a broom. Everyday was a cleaning day for you. The mansion was quite big just for you.
However, despite its size for a single person, you didn't mind cleaning for hours. When you first moved in, your mother insisted on having butlers and other forms of housekeepers but you rejected the offer.
Your mother was mad but you convinced her that you were fine the way you are and don't mind the huge amount of chores. At the age of twenty-two you were already living in such an expensive and huge place. It was a 'present' from your parents.
You didn't accept the 'present' and wished to work on your own until you had enough money but they made your life impossible. It was like they placed a curse because you couldn't seem to get hired anywhere. That was until you finally moved into the house. To this day, you hold a slight grudge because of it.
Anyways. After you're done cleaning the floors on the first floor, you make your way to the next floor. However, before you could enter the first room, you greet the portrait of a handsome young man that hangs in the middle of the hall.
The first time you saw it you asked your mother. She said it was from a handsome young man from the 1880's. Unfortunately he died from a cruel murder.
During the first few days you found it awkward because it felt like his eyes were following you but you slowly became used to it. You would even greet his portrait out of habit.
"Good morning, Mr. Taehyung." You smile and slightly bow before making your way to continue cleaning. Once everything is clean, you hop into the shower and clean yourself up.
As you're changing into your new set of clothes, you hear a 'thump' coming from downstairs. You merely ignore it knowing who it is.
The man in the wall.
He always comes out from the walls whenever you aren't around or when you're somewhere you can't see him. He mainly appears in the kitchen and when he does, he'll leave small notes. Sometimes they're cute, others are scary. There were a few times where you happened to see his shadow but if you approached any closer, he would walk into the wall and abandon whatever he was doing.
From the last time you saw him, six months ago, you could tell his body's quite thin. He's fairly tall and you could faintly see strands of hair that stuck out higher than others.
While you're in your room getting ready to leave the house, you listen to the movements downstairs. It was obvious he was in the kitchen and was rummaging through the fridge. You chuckle, making a mental note to go grocery shopping again.
You take your time just to let him enjoy some time but it couldn't be for long. You had a date to get to. You descend from the stairs and when you reach the last step, a deep voice echoes throughout the house.
"Good afternoon, my lady." With that, he disappears into the wall.
••••••
You wait at the coffee shop for your boyfriend to arrive. Roughly five minutes later he appears and with a blank look on his face. "Mingyu!" You smile and anticipate for the kiss he always gives you but he merely looks at you and takes a seat.
"Y/n," he says and nods. You awkwardly clear your throat and slightly smile. "What is it that you wanted to say to me?" Mingyu takes a deep breath and looks you straight in the eye.
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