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Yibyul's POV

"Hello!!" a thin voice appeared out from nowhere.

I shot my head up and look around my room. 'Am I hearing things again?' was all I can ever think of. A year ago I heard a knock just when I was left alone at home. Months ago I heard footsteps. and It had been a week since I last saw a blurry silhouette of a guy standing infront of me while I took a look of myself in the mirror, all of this happened in my old house, I repeat, in MY OLD HOUSE!

I walked up to the desk near my bed to take my phone. It was 5 in the morning and my brother was still asleep at that moment.So, who was it that called me earlier? Well, I hadnever been a fan of a horror movie, not that I'm scared of ghost, I just tend to get bored of it, I'm more to movies that has sense of logic in it.

"Byul!!"

My attention went to the mirror which was located at the corner of my room. Taking back my words earlier, I'm so freaking out right now! DID THAT THING JUST CALLED MY NAME?!

and so, I've decided to run for my life, out from my room, all the way to my brother's room. I told him about what happened and he said things like me being in a half asleep state. It made sense. I stayed up late so yeah.

And once again I went back to my room.

Entered with careful footsteps as I lay down on my bed. Yihan, the name of my brother who is three years older than me, he must be right about me being half asleep. The voice did not appear again and it must be because I'm wide awake now. Taking a deep breath, I tucked into my blanket to take a nap before getting ready for my first day in Seoul University of Arts, as 21 years old me. Already excited, I'm off to dreamla-

"I don't think so Sanha."

or maybe not.

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