Why Are You Following me-- BTS V Taehyung werewolf

CHAP 1 - I'm not alone

Just keep walking I'm sure I'm just exaggerating...

right?..

🖤

Y/N - P.O.V

Argh ,what the fuck is wrong with me?!!

I turned my head and checked my surroundings. I was completely alone but why do I keep feeling like I'm not. A big lump forms in my throat and I barely swallow. My hair was long and free, I was wearing a leather jacket and of course, everything was black. That was the only color I had in my wardrobe and I had no intention of changing it.

I closed my eyes and shook my head. I always overthink shit. I bet I look dumb right now. My mind and thoughts are what get me in trouble most of the time. I guess you can say I'm pretty adventurous, and

kind of...

Rebellious.

However, today I feel strange for some reason. Opening my eyes again I looked at the floor.

Get yourself together Y/N!

I continued walking towards the subway station as my legs grew tired from all the stairs. It was the end of the day and I was exhausted. Lately, I've had problems with insomnia, it keeps getting worse and worse.

I checked my phone. It's 10:00 pm. I had finished my last class of the day.

My Algebra class...

Which honestly, is a pain in the ass.
The professor seems to only notice me and it bothers the shit out of me. Mr. Carl makes me stay until like 9:40 pm to work on homework when the actual class ends at 8:45 pm. He acts as if he cares, but I know it's just because of my family and my dad. He has been trying to be my "father's friend" since forever. If I was him, I wouldn't even waste my time.

Everyone only wants to get close to me because of my money and that is a fact. My rich family is indeed my worst nightmare. People say I don't deserve to be rich, but I could care less.
I have more than enough money to live a luxurious life even if I decide not to move a finger for the rest of my existence. Unfortunately, that would only keep my father as the CEO of my mother's company. 

The source of all our money

I'm only going to college because it was the one condition my mother left for me to become the owner of the family business. I promised the day she died, I was going to take over. I'm not letting my father be at the top and have my mother's hard work.

Never.

So I'm stuck with getting a Business degree.

Great...

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To be clear, I don't care about having perfect grades, as long as I pass. At the end of the day, I only need the fucking diploma.

I hate my university.

I hate my classes.

I hate my family, except for my mother and Beomgyu, but basically-

I hate my life.

——————

Winter was approaching and I have to say I loved it. It's like I could relate to the weather somehow if that makes any sense.

"We are both heartless as fuck"

I chuckled slightly at my thoughts.

We both didn't care if we made a person sick or die, we would still be cold for the rest of our lives. I was sure nobody could change me...

It was impossible to compare myself to the warm feeling of summer.

Not after what happened with my mother...

I looked at my phone and I had to wait like 30 more minutes for the next train.
The system was running slow and now each subway would start coming every 30 minutes.

"OH! How Amazing!!" I said sarcastically to myself as I rolled my eyes. I just wanted to go to bed and forget about everything while I slept.

At least I didn't have to face my horrendous life while I was sleeping, I thought.

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"~creek~"

I heard a sound

The fuck was that

To be sincere, I don't care about what's going on around me but at this time, I'm usually alone. This subway station is always isolated after 8:30 pm. I immediately frowned and stood up from the hard metal bench I was sitting on.

I looked to my left and there was no one

I paused and gulped... why the hell am I getting chills..

I looked to my right and...

Well,

the hall was "empty"

I scoffed,

What am I doing? I look stupid.

Staring at the clock on the concrete wall, 15 minutes had passed. I sat on the bench one more time and tried my best to relax. The cold touch of the metal with my hands was painfully welcoming.

The ice cold wind burned my cheeks as my hair flew all over the place. I took a deep breath and inhaled all the sadness around me. This is why I take the subway instead of asking my private driver to pick me up from school. I only take night classes, so it makes me look forward to the loneliness of the train. I finally found a place to cry in silence. I finally found somewhere were the atmosphere reflected my soul.

I whispered a lullaby as a tear rolled down my cheek. I never cried in front of people, but for some reason when I was alone at night I couldn't stop the salty water from coming out of my eyes.

I felt alone.

But it's not like anyone cared.

I sighed and calmed myself down. The train was almost here and I would be able to go home..

———

"~creek~"

That sound again

I instantly jumped, my hands started to shake. I was afraid to look around me. Something in me was telling me I was being watched.

Droplets of sweat started to form on my forehead and I clenched my jaw harshly at the thought of having a stalker. Part of me was ready to beat the person up to pieces, but part of me was terrified.

This is not like me...I'm y/n! I'm n-never s-s cared...

I gulped.

I guess, today is the exception.

After a couple of seconds, a shadow appeared next to me while I stared at the floor for a good minute.

But

The figure didn't move.

I'm not alone...