𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐃 || kth

CINCO

JIHAE

I WOKE up, I stood up, not really taking in my surroundings as a painful headache suddenly struck me.

You know when you suddenly wake up and in shock, then you felt as if you fell from a high place? Yeah, that's how I feel right now.

Suddenly, I heard a bark next to me. I saw a small brown dog staring right at me. A Pomeranian, probably.

Wait, I never had a dog.

I walked over to it before petting it, I sighed softly as I felt its tongue tickle my hands.

"You're so cute."

Wait, what?

I looked around my surroundings and looked for the person who spoke my thoughts.

Fuck am I possessed?

I stood up and then finally notice the different color of the room and furnitures. Is this a guy's room? The walls were dark blue, and everything else is either white or brown. There was an open closet filled with things that looked like Gucci to me.

But why am I here in the first place?

Don't fucking tell me I had a one night stand with someone. Think Jihae, think.

Okay, I visited Yoongi yesterday, had a talk with that doctor, I went to a convenience store, walked back home, and ate noodles while watching TV, then I went to sleep.

How could I have possibly teleported in anyone else's room? Am I fucking kidnapped? Am I taken for ransom? Please no. I gotta help Yoongi.

I began to panic as the dog just stared at me like I'm some crazy person or something. I walked out of the room quietly, sneaking out incase the kidnapper is in here with me. As I saw the hallway, furnitures were not in their respective places, seems to me like a tornado passed this house or there was a war in here.

What if I'm in some parallel world? Oh my God. I better stop watching fantasy movies.

As I was walking slowly down the stairs, I saw a TV, left open as some game's menu is displayed.

Am I kidnapped by some teen?

As I walked to the kitchen, there was nobody in there. This is the time where I call for help!

I searched for a phone and I saw one next to the couch. I quickly dialed the emergency number. It was taking too long to ring. I scratched my head in frustration and-

Where the fuck is my hair? The audacity of that kidnapper to cut my fucking hair! I'll sue that fucking bitch.

I let out a groan of frustration but then I heard a guy again.

"Where are you? Show yourself!"

How can it read my fucking mind?

Until everything dawned on me. The unknown surroundings, the dog, the unknown voice, my hair.

I quickly searched for a bathroom in the house I was in. I closed my eyes for a second before opening my eyes to see a guy infront of me. And it was a fucking mirror.