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2 months later.

Sugar:

I wake up today a little earlier and start making breakfast.

Serving Master Jimin has been one of the best things that ever happened to me. I never met a person like him before. He is gentle, carring,lovely and so hot. He is the first one that ever asks me if I'm fine, if I don't need anything. Which is really weird for me because I'm never used to this much of attention. My old masters would treat me like a normal Maid and sometimes be harsh on me.
That's why, I want to make sure that Master Jimin gets the best of my work, not because it's my job, but because I think he deserves it.

Even if sometimes he has an awkward behaviour around me, I still find him really sweet and attractive.

Whenever I see him, my heart starts beating fast. I don't know what that means but I really don't understand.
Everytime I see him eating my food, thanking me, complimenting my work my heart becomes overwhelmed with happiness. I don't know what it is, but every time it happens, my necklace keeps hurting me.

Anyways, I was cooking breakfast when Master came rushing down stairs. I can't help but observe his every move. I go back to my work like nothing happened.

Focus Sugar, Stop being weird. Remember Master Luis's threat.

As he arrives to the kitchen, I greet him with a "good morning,Master" which he vaguely responds to with a nod.

I go back to my duty as I watch him stressfully opening the fridge, searching for something. I can't help but get curious.

Should I ask him?

Curiousity killed the cat, I ask him:

-Does Master Jimin need something?

He turns to me and I can't really decipher his gaze. I ask again:

-Can I help you with something, Master? Is Master hungry? Thirsty?

As I say the word "thirsty" his eyes waver in a disturbed way. He looks a bit troubled. Is he sick?

-Is master okey? I ask him, concerned.
He gazes at me, his eyes showing some kind of frustration and pain. What is wrong?

-I think I'm going back to bed...

He closes the refrigerator and turn around to go upstairs, slowly. His eyes are absent.

Is he sick?

I can't help but feel anxious, he has never been like this before. I wish he will be fine.

When I finished cooking breakfast and launch at a time, I look at my watch and find it is already 10:47 a.m and Master hadn't gotten out of his room. Uneasy, I put two bowls of soup and a large plate of rice with meat. I know it's nothing big but I was never very good at cooking. My old Masters all had Major Chefs and stuff like that. We can say that cooking for Master Jimin is a first and I'm still learning everyday.

I also put a glass of water and go upstairs, I knock on his door before slowly opening it. I call out for him but he doesn't answer I enter the room and just in a blink of an eye. I find myself struggling to breath. My back hits the wall and my head bumps it too. The plates fall for my hands and break in a huge sound. I try to breathe but a hand is strongly strangling me. I open my eyes and Master Jimin is looking at me furiously. His eyes have dark circles around them and his irises are Blood Red.

don't panic, Sugar. He's not himself.
He is an underground creature.
No,He IS human...
...

I try to look straight into his eyes. I realise that he is in pain, not furious.
I don't move, I just look at him and wait for him to let me breathe again. Even if that doesn't stop him, I don't care if I die. I'm just a doll, after all.

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