V LIVE || p.j.m ||

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"meet me in the café, okay?" he spoke into the phone softly, you're heart was skipping a beat every time he spoke into your ear.

"o-okay..." you mumbled, ending the call, looking around and blinking, trying to focus again.

why is my body doing this to me? why do i feel like this?

i'm probably just happy that i finally get to see him. after all this time.

i'll finally get to know him... know him more personally...

"(y/n)!" your bestfriend shouted at you through your phone, "where are you?"

"oh, aera! i'm out!"

"out?! why?! your parents are looking for you!"

"i'm going on a date..."

"a date?!"

"i think it's a date...? it's not really... we're just meeting up."

"you said yes to him?!"

"of course i did!"

"you shouldn't have done that."

"why not?"

"there's been something off about him lately."

"no, he's just sweet. you know that!"

"i know... but i can't help but feel he's hiding something."

"whatever, i'm here."

you ended the call, looking up at the name of the café. 'Extra Suga' cool name.

you peeked inside first before slowly making your way in, looking around for your 'date'.

"(y/n)?" he smiled at you, appearing right in front of you.

you just blinked, looking up at him, smiling back confusedly, "wait... where are we?"

"in the café, duh."

"where are the tables, the chairs, wait why is everything fading away?!" you started to panic, looking around frantically, holding onto chairs, them disappearing in your grasp.

"(y/n) are you okay?" he stepped forward, "i think you're ill. what's happening?"

you just looked at him and stared, he looked so familiar yet so different, you ran out and looked back at the sign about the corner shop. the letters were fading one by one.

Extra Su...
Extr...
Ex...

you screamed yet everyone around you didn't seem to notice. or care. only he could see you... or only he cared.

but then he started to dissapear too, you stared through the glass door, hopeless and lost.

"no! come back!" you burst in through the doors but when you entered, everything was different. there was a huge flash of bright white light that hit you.

it felt like you were lying there for hours and hours. on the floor, surrounded by a dangerously bright light. torturing you every second when you tried to find your way out.

"(y/n)! (y/n), what happened!" you could hear aera's voice again.

when you finally opened your eyes. everything felt like it was just a dream.

until you focused.
until you looked around.

and were once again blinded by another white light.

"she's fine." someone said- a stranger said. his deep voice trailing off into the distance, a sudden slam of a door followed and echoed.

but how would they know if you were fine? how do they know when you don't even know yourself?

your thoughts were now echoing too. yet you knew you weren't speaking.
but it was your voice.
your life.
you could hear it all.

soon you started to hear someone talking about you, you're life, narrating almost everything thats happened to you so far in the pain called living. everything since birth. it hurt to recall your past, thinking about the pain and struggles you've been through.

but you weren't the only one. and you knew that. so you always kept it suppressed. all down at the bottom of your heart and soul. no one needed to know.

it wasn't important anymore. right?

A/N- probably not the chapter you expected but hey, i still hope you enjoyed!