He Whispers ••Yoonmin••

Chapter 1

"Life can only be understood backwards; but it must be lived forwards." Soren Kierkegaard

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Jimin's PoV

I can't believe how much my life has changed in such a short time. My youngest brother started acting really weird and now he's gone. My parents are dealing with the loss in their own way. I don't think they accepted the fact that they will never see Jihoon again.

I wish I could mourn. But I can't. The voice, that voice that made my brother get insane... now I can hear it too.

"Jiminie... I know you can hear me. Come out to play."

And it seems every time I hear that whisper the clown is somewhere around. Looking at me through the window, standing nearby.

And it scares me.

Good thing, my parents decided it's time for a change. Living in Busan after this incident is odd. So now we're moving out to Seoul - the city of hope. My parents need a new beginning and so do I.

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I've been in this city for a week now. It's not a bad place, at first I even thought that the voice didn't follow me here. Oh boy was I wrong.  The third day in Seoul the whispering started again. I don't know anymore if it's more annoying or scary.

This clown thinks of many different terrifying words to tell me. My brother was so strong because he was able to hear these whispers for a really long time. I don't think I will survive for that long time. Maybe I should just go 'to play' with that clown so this nightmare would finally end? Honestly I'd rather die than be tortured like that every day.

Today is going to be my first day at school. I am not sure how it's going to be. I'm not that happy, outgoing kid I was before. Right now I know the pain of loss and what it's like to be hurt. I was hurt and I can't heal.

I walk to my closet and pick black skinny jeans, white shirt and light blue jacket. It's pretty simple but I still look good. Then I style my blonde hair and go downstairs.

"Mom, dad, I'm going to school now!" I shout while putting my shoes on.

"Okay, have a good first day, sweetie!" My mom answers. Changing living place seems to help her recover from the loss.

Walk to school isn't that long and I don't even notice when I come to my new school. It's not like my previous school, it's way bigger. I go to my classroom and hope that I won't need to introduce myself in front of everyone. I don't want to talk about myself.

My teacher Mrs. Kang looks like a nice lady. When she sees me she smiles brightly.

"You must be a new student. Please introduce yourself."

Crap. So I have to say something. I sigh. "Hello, my name's Park Jimin. I came here from Busan and I hope we can get along."

"I hope that too. Now sit in front of Yoongi. Min Yoongi, raise your hand." Mrs. Kang says.

The boy with black hair raises his hand and I go to take my seat.

And then I see that boy closer.

Woah, he's gorgeous. Yoongi... the name suits him. The boy has a pale skin, his black hair covers cat looking eyes. Yoongi's nose is very cute I have to stop myself from poking it. And his lips... I stop looking at Yoongi and sit in my place.

For a short time this boy made me forget the whispers in my head.

Author's note:

Ahh hey omg I just finished writing my first chapter. It's just like an intro so nothing much really happened but I hope you liked it! 

I think I'm going to play with PoVs so i could figure out what works the best for me and I hope you won't be mad🥺
I purple you
Author-nim