𝙼𝚄𝚂𝙸𝙲 𝙱𝙾𝚇 • 𝚈𝙹𝚈

Ch7 • World of the Unseen pt l

Ly♠: Surprise hoes 😎. I'm back.

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It was already 10:10 am when I woke up, and the temperature from last night had seemed to raise up. It was still cold but not as freezing as before. While looking up at the ceiling my thoughts drifted back to last night.

I looked around the room to see that nothing has changed since I last left it. And nothing looked as suspicious as I was thinking at the moment. Was it just a dream? Or was my mind playing tricks on me to ease the growing pain in my chest? Again? Whatever it is, at least it kind of helped me in a way.

Besides, there's no way I had a heart to heart talk with a ghost. Pft that's just bullshit. Although the mere idea of it was mainly impeccable, some part of me was thinking otherwise. It kinda just....it felt so real, just as how any dream would be perhaps? It was like I was talking to an actual person, ghost or whatever he was.

Then how about the voices?

The question in my head made me sit up on the bed I was previously lying on, and look around. The speakers were there, so was the still open tv, that leads to one thing. The Voices were real and not just a dream. But if I actually did stay up late, What happened after that? Did I fall asleep without noticing? Did I decide to sleep and just forgot?

Whatever it was, it must have been something that can be logically explained. So I shouldn't think of it that much. But of course I'd have to get some help with the voices and maybe even get help to contact my family.

After laying in my bed for a few minutes of thinking, I got up to get ready for the day. Once I was done, I walked towards the dresser. I wanted to wear my favorite clip mom gave me. It could probably be the only thing that can make me feel safe, and as if she was there. Pitiful huh?

"How pathetic you are, Jeongyeon" I muttered to myself.

"I don't think you're pathetic"

The voice came out of no where, so I jumped in place turning towards where it came from, which was behind me. Out of shock, I bumped my back on to the Dresser, as my left hand landed on a certain rectangular object. When I glanced at it, my eyes nearly bulged out of its sockets, the memories of the Music box slowly came flooding back in.

So it wasn't a dream?

There he was, Right in front of me. The blonde haired boy with blue eyes. The same boy who I had just met, but gave the most comforting presence even my family all together couldn't give. The one who I thought was just a pigment of my imagination, to ease my suffering. Then he was there, staring back at me. I was so shocked that I could only breathe out a single word, that had a very strange, somewhat tingley affect on me.

"Jimin"

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"Jimin"

She said at the sight of the Ghost. Jimin, who had just recently came into the room awhile ago, looked at her quizzically whilst tilting his head a little to the side.

"What? Saw a ghost or something?" he joked, leaning away from the wall and walking towards the girl. He stopped just a feet away from Jeongyeon and waited for her to speak. But unfortunately, she was still caught up in a trap called shock and confusion to even react.

"You're-you're real? I thought...I thought you were just a... Nevermind" she said looking away. The blonde girl didn't know what to say, so she just walked towards one of her drawers underneath her bed to get something.