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midnight messages - jungkook

My decisions were not thought through thoroughly and here I sat, typing away a narrative essay on my Chromebook. No one in history would ever believe completing a late assignment at twelve in the morning would be a great idea.

The darkness of the night had me suspiciously glancing through my bedroom window near my working desk. From the street lamps of the eerily quiet and empty streets, I could hear even the softest sound of flickering lights forcing themselves to shine despite the weakness of the bulbs.

The feeling of fear crept up behind me as it clung itself to me, scaring me out of my wits. Being afraid of the dark was one thing but when you are not a child, it was weakness and embarrassing. Typing away, I could hardly take notice of the flickering bulb in my bedroom. To say I was beyond terrified is an understatement when the power shut itself off, the bulb emitting a silent crackle as it halted its energy.

It would be insane if my reaction was calm, yet I was most likely insane for screaming at a power outage. I shuffled quickly to the window and stared out into the darkness. No possible lights were on so I figured the electricity of the whole area had been cut off. The only light source came from the tiniest hint of a crescent moon displayed in the sky because even the stars were difficult to see.

Everyone around in the house was asleep. I had not realized the time I had spent on my essay until I retrieved my phone from the pocket of my hoodie. The screen read 12:33 a.m. Horrifyingly creepy if I were to express my exact thought at the moment. Not at the fact that it was just about midnight and school began in about seven hours, but at the fact that I had the urge to check the time at this moment.

Honestly, I wanted to close my eyes and give myself a chance to drift off to sleep instead of worrying about the essay that I had spent two hours recklessly working on. Google Docs, I should have just used Google Docs like Miss Oh had suggested I do. How can a girl, who is taking half of the honor classes, be this dumb and forgiving? I have no clue, don't ask me.

It was calm and I quickly told myself I was alright repeatedly, though I knew nothing was alright about me. Just until my phone rang, letting me know an unknown number was attempting to reach me. There was no service anywhere when I checked, but despite that problem, the call was still able to go through, and that shocked me.

I spent just about .326 seconds debating whether if I should answer or not. There is no way in my entire existence that I would pick up an anonymous call made out of service at half past three in the morning. That would be me asking for a death call, which I definitely am not doing ever no matter the consequences.

The ringing had halted as I brought the phone up to my face. I sighed out of relief. In a matter of seconds, the ringing had continued before my phone had suspiciously frozen. I tap the frozen phone screen a few times before it powered itself off. The screen goes black, startling me. What was happening?

The screen appears briefly again and messages notifications bring my phone into an endless dinging condition. It appears the unknown number had been trying to reach me with a different strategy.

12:40 a.m.

See messages?
YES - No

Unknown:
I'm back.

Unknown:
*inserts photo of Jungkook*

Jungkook:
Mwahahahahahaha! *inserts smirking devil emoji*

Y/N:
Jungkook, wtf.

Message cannot be delivered.

Shit.