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"Hello?" my tear-stained hand picked up the telephone, holding it close to my ear. A light breeze caused a shiver, the sounds of breathing making me panic.
"Why are you crying, Y/N?" a deep voice, hoarse as can be rumbled through the cords of the telephone.
I clutched onto the phone with both my hands... I have an intuition that this person knows what's going on.
"Who are you?" I struggled to ask, covering my mouth as more tears spilt down my face.
"I'm here to rescue you."
"Wha-what?"
"Yes, Y/N. I know all about your desires."
I tried to keep it a secret, I really did. The thunder grew louder and the rain thrashed against my shut windows. Is something about to happen..?
"Look, I can help you, I know things."
"Why would you help me? Who are you? You don't even know me!"
"WAIT!" the bold voice shrieks. The lights in the room go off with a boom, my surroundings eerily silent.
"Hello?" the line went dead. What is going on? They weren't supposed to find out.
The heavy breathing that I heard over the phone, I now felt looming over my neck. Shrieking, I trampled over my bed, running to the corner of the room, away from the... Thing.
"Don't you think you deserve it? Don't you want it?"
"I do." I whispered, sobbing as I tried to push my back further into the wall.
The Thing floated to my end of the room, getting ready to taunt me.
"I can see www.bestkpopmerch.com open on your computer over there, Y/N."
"IM NOT BUYING ANYTHING I SWEAR!" I yelled into the Things face.
"But I want you to," the demon cooed, its hand sticking out to caress my cheek. "They have free shipping."
I slapped the hand away, gaining a jolt of courage, "Not good enough."
"Don't you want a lightstick? Or that sweatshirt your bias wore on their Comeback stage? Who's your favourite group, Y/N? I bet it's Bangtan. Or is it TWICE? Maybe you're a Carrot... Or even a Blink. Better yet, a multifandom. Just. Like. Me."
"AH! STOP!" I screamed at the torturous devil. I wrapped my hands around my head, rocking back and forth. "I need merchandise, I admit it."
The Thing takes off its cloak... I shield my eyes, expecting it to gouge my eyes out or blind me with its violence. Instead, a short, tan girl steps out, covered in sweat, her eyes glimmering in the lightning and the brown highlights in her ebony hair fading to a blonde.
"Wow, you really need to get your hair toned and re-dyed." I blurt.
She looks at me murderously before laughing, her voice changing into a feminine one, "Right? I've been spending all my cash on K-Pop stuff instead."
"Wait... Are you... Jimindigo?"
The girls face stretches into a devilish grin.
Hi!
It's Vi here! Thank you for taking the time to read this. I hope by now, you've made a cool voice for me in your head, lol.
If you want to buy some k-pop merch, just go to https://bestkpopmerch.com, pick out what you like (my favourites are the BT21 hoodies) and put in code 'jimindigo' to avail a 10% discount & free shipping! You will also be helping me.
If you do, send me photos on my twitter (@/indiejimin)
Thank you, lots of love. <3
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