Him and Death [ Wonwoo ff ]

Chapter 3: Seventeen

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It took a while for Death to convince the girls that she was also a fan of whatever group Wonwoo was in. Luckily, she soon found out that Wonwoo was apart of the male group 'Seventeen'.

Death didn't understand why the girls were so hyperactive whenever they talked about this 'male group'. They were just people to her that would soon die. But, she tried to blend into their excitement.

"Oh my gosh! Did you see their comeback?" One girl asked Death moving closer than she would like.

Death began to nod her head vigorously trying to look just as excited. "Yes! So cool!" She said faking an excited look.

The girls rambled on talking about the male group and Death was starting to get impatient.

"Do you know where Wonwoo might be?" Death asked cutting in to the girls excitement.

The girls stopped talking and looked at Death curiously.

"Why? Are you trying to stalk him?" One girl asked crossing her arms.

Death mentally groaned as she flipped through her mind trying to find a good life for this moment.

"Oh! No no no! I'm uh... trying to get a job in the entertainment industry! Yeah! And I heard that wherever Wonwoo or seventeen is would be a good place to start out." Death lied. She wouldn't have thought that these girls would be so gullible, but they bought it and told her about a place called 'Pledis Entertainment'.

Death was trying to take mental notes as the girls told her all about this Pledis place. But soon, Death was able to wave the girls goodbye and make her way back to the busy streets.

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After about an hour and a half of asking directions to Pledis, Death finally stood in front of a large building that looked like a triangle.

Death looked at the building wondering how they fit so many people in there. But, getting back to her goal, Death took her backpack off, unzipped it, and took out her scythe. She was lucky no one was around.

Zipping her backpack up once again, Death threw it back over her shoulders. She then held her scythe up and spun it twice.

Black fog seemed to float out of the scythe and around Death, covering her whole body. Once the fog had disappeared, Death still stood in her spot, but she was invisible up to her scythe, backpack, and body.

Smiling to herself, Death walked up to the Pledis building not opening the door, but walking right through it and into the building.

Death was surprised by the inside. It was bigger than it looked on the outside. No one seemed to be in the lobby, so Death walked to the nearest elevator and pressed the up button. The doors opened instantly making Death jump backwards. She walked inside and pressed a button with the number four written on it. The doors closed and Death felt herself going up.

Finally, after about a minute of waiting awkwardly, the doors opened and Death stepped out quickly. She looked around the brightly lit hallway and made her way. Death looked around for anything that would relate to Wonwoo or Seventeen until she found a sign on one door that said 'in use'.

Looking through the glass window on the door, she saw a lot of guys dancing. Death almost laughed at this, but her eyes traveled to a tall guy with black hair, hard eyes, and looked to be wearing a track suit? But Death knew, that was her guy.

As Death did before, she went through the door without opening it and into the room where she had to quickly cover her ears. Everyone was yelling.

A guy stood in the front yelling at all the boys in the room to calm down, but that didn't really work. So Death, not really thinking, lifting her scythe once again and black fog began to appear once again from her scythe. She didn't notice that all of the noise in the room had died down, but once she was back to her form and leaning on her scythe, she looked up to see about thirteen eyes staring at her with horrified looks.

Death didn't really think anything of this until she saw the boys cowering back into a corner. Her eyes widened.

"Oh! Ah... sorry about that. Didn't mean to scare you." Death said walking up to the boys who backed away as she approached. Death felt hurt and confused by their action but shrugged it off.

"Uhh... w-who are you?" One of the boys finally asked with a shaking voice.

Death almost slapped herself. "Oh my gosh! Where are my manners! So sorry!"

She straightened up and looked at each of the boys.

"Hello, I am Death, and I'm here for Jeon Wonwoo."

At this, all the boys looked at each other with horrified looks then at Wonwoo, whose face had gone pale. The boys quickly surrounded Wonwoo.

"I don't know who you are but you just can't come into our studio with your weird magic, claim that you are Death and say you are here for our friend." One of the boys said starting to find his courage.

Death rose an eyebrow but slapped her forehead and laughed at herself."Oh! You guys think I'm here to take him? Oh no no no no. You are mistaken! I was sent here by God." Death said and started to roam around the studio.

"This girl is crazy." Death heard one of the boys say quietly. She turned around to face them.

"What makes you say that? How am I crazy? I came and introduced myself like a human would do. I will admit that my entrance probably was not the best but whatever. We are here now." Death said leaning on her scythe once again.

One of the boys leaned to his friend and whispered, "Call security."

Death looked at the boy. "Ah, I wouldn't do that if I were you."

But the boy had already grabbed his phone to call someone. Death sighed. This was not how she wanted this to go. She lifted her hand and formed a small black dagger in her hand then threw it. The dagger sliced the phone and it fell to the floor. All the boys looked up at Death, now more terrified.

"Sorry about that. But I can't have you doing that. You see things could get really out of hand if so many people find out that I am here. So please, let's be mature about all of this." Death said grabbing a chair and sitting in front of the exit. "I don't bite, so please don't be scared. I'm here for a reason, not to take anyone's soul, just to look after someone."

"Who is that?" One of the boys asked.

Death leaned back in her chair but looked at the boy. "As I said before, Jeon Wonwoo."

"What does this have to do with me?" A boy asked stepping forward. Death looked up at the boy who was apparently Wonwoo. Her eyes widened. He had cleaned up since he was eleven. She cleared her throat. "This is the matter of your decision."

Death sat forwards.

"If you want to go to Heaven or Hell."

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