vision ;; seokjin

part nine.

October 5th.

It was Saturday and i never felt
so light in life. By the meaning of
not going to school and dealing
with that guy's face again. For some
reason, my voice got lower today so
i couldn't speak loudly enough as i
used to. But that's fine, maybe it is
a small cold that will go away.

It was already the afternoon and i
was still at the café i work at. My
shift finished and i was getting ready
to leave. I was few steps away from
the door when suddenly a person
burged in, breathing heavily. All eyes
were on him but in an amount of a
second they were on me too since he
suddenly hugged me. He was no
stranger to me but still i pushed him
away. He didnt gave up and grabbed
my wrist to take me outside.
"Let me go." I tried to say with all the
power my voice had, he didn't stop.
He dragged until a house and we
got inside.

This is it. I'm getting traumatized now.

He turned around to face me and sighed
deeply. "Don't worry, i won't touch you."
He said trying to save the situation but
i wasn't having it.
"You already touched my wrist." I said
almost sounding like a mumble. He
frowned and bit his bottom lip.
"I-I'm sorry but you know what I mean."
I nodded and looked around. It might
be rude but i didn't have an option
left since i couldn't yell at him. I sat
myself on the couch and gave him a sigh
to explain the situation. Again, he sighed.

"I think," he paused again.

"What is it Seokjin?"

"I think I need your help."