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Running around the boys hostel made me decide it was an one time experience and I'm never coming back again.
I hurried knocked at the room no. 39, ignoring all the curious gazes of students who passed me.
Knock.. knock.. knock..
What is he doing??
I was sure he was inside cause, faint sound of humming can be heard.
Deciding to leave all the decency I banged my fist more hardly on door.
And this time with the curious glares students added the unsatisfied and dirty look too.
Door was abruptly opened, and if I wouldn't have stopped myself in time surely I was going to open this coconut up with my fist.
He looked almost sleepy in his modern hanbok dress but the headphones hung around his neck and the light coming from the computer screen inside showed he was busy playing games.
"Whatt!!?" He asked in rude annoyed tone.
"Down... boys in leather jackets... Jimin... Taehyung... fight.. aah! Come down with me."
He joined his eyebrows in confusion, and asked me to say it again clearly.
Taking a deep breath, and making voice stern I started again, "down Jimin started fight with some boys in leathers and Taehyung asked--"
Before I can complete he bolted out, shutting the door behind on his way.
He walked too fast skipping steps, and I struggled to keep up.
When I reached down seconds later, the only thing I received was Jungkook glares.
"Where the hell are they?--" he asked through gritted teeth.
There was no one. No crowd. No leather boys. No Jimin. No Taehyung.
Before he can react further, one boy ran up to us. Panting he continued, "your friends went out while fighting, you better hurry up!"
I quickly ran on the way out of campus waving him to follow me. But I stopped in my way, seeing how the road went in two different directions.
Left. It leads to the town's market. All light up.
Right. Its leads to the city outskirts. Pitch black.
I took little steps in the left direction, thinking they might went to the town, when I heard fast footstep fading in my opposite.
Turning around, Jungkook was running in right direction in darkness. Cursing myself for wearing slippers and not some runners.
"Wait--" I shouted and followed him like a lost puppy, but he was too busy to hear so he kept running.
As I moved further ahead, it was becoming hard to catch up the boy. The road was getting darker and air thicker with fog, no lights only huge trunks on both the side.
