⚠️ A warning to my readers, this chapter contains suicide. ⚠️
If you, or anyone you know is thinking about suicide, call the number below. It's the National Suicide Prevention Line.1-800-273-8255
Also, no matter how hard it gets, stay strong because you'll get through it. And I promise things will get better when you do.
Now onto the chapter :,)
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It was a silent night in Seoul, South Korea. The black sky was lit by the stars, and moonlight seeped through the blinds of Namjoon's bedroom, landing on his flawless skin.
His eyes were closed, but he wasn't sleeping. Although he was close to falling asleep. His position was on his left side, his arms folded over his naked chest while his legs bent in a little.
A sudden ping notification had his eyes snap open, looking over to his phone and seeing a text from Tiger 🐯.
He stared at it for a while, giving it a minute and a half before opening up the message.
Tiger 🐯
Hey! Sorry for not responding or seeing these earlier, oops.A giggle left Namjoon's lips as he read the message in Taehyung's voice. A wide dimpled smile plastered across his face as he read it for a second time. Now, it was time of him to respond.
Namjoon
No worries lol. I just wanted to see how you were doing.Tiger 🐯
Well I'm fine. You?Namjoon
I was bored before you texted me back.Taehyung blushed a bit at Namjoon's reply. He quickly typed a reply:
Tiger 🐯
Well then, you're are so greatly welcome. Anyways, have you ever heard of the song Roxanne?♥
It was 3am when Mrs. Min woke up from her deep sleep. It was so weird, she jerked awake so suddenly and out of nowhere. That was until she realized that it was thunder storming outside.
She wasn't surprised when her deep sleeper of a husband was still knocked out in his own dreamland.
Suddenly, her legs moved on it's own, and she was now heading towards the ledge near the staircase. Her mind seemed blank, but she was aware of what she was doing. She felt immense fear, and confusion.
What's going on? What am I doing? I can't move!
Suddenly everything changed around her...
And was back at the old house, Yoongi's childhood home.
In her old room.
The room was dark, only lighting up when the lightning strikes. She could hear crying in the other room. Those cries sounded familiar. Curiosity took over, and she went to follow the cries.
Passing by the cracked mirror on the wall, she ignored her reflection of her younger self around 25 years old.
She took her time as she followed the sound crying, looking around the old house that left many memories. Mostly bad.

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