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EunJeong
I sigh loudly as I walk inside the apartment and fall to my knees with a loud thud. I slowly let myself fall to my side and stayed like that until I started the hear footsteps coming over to me. I look up only to let out a small squeal. WooYoung is looking down at me, confused.
"Oh God, I forgot you live here." I say as I slowly get up and clear my throat. "Ignore me being on my floor, please."
"Do you always do that?" He asks and I walk pass him and I nod my head.
"After a long day at work." I make my way over to my room and turn to look at him. "Tomorrow Bora and San want me to go with them to the mall, want to come?"
"Sure, I have tomorrow free." He saya taking he phone out as he walks over to the couch. I nod my head and walk into my room.
Taking my jacket off, I yawn and look at my bed then to the bathroom. I repeated that until I made the decision to not shower, just for tonight. I'm just so tired. Quickly changing, I get in bed and put some music before falling asleep.
"Crap.." I whisper to myself as I watch blood roll down my finger. A hand came into view and I smile at him.
"Why do you always manage to cut yourself?" He says and takes my hand, pulling it close to his mouth and lick the blood.
"Your gross." I say calmly to him, taking my hand back and turn my back to him.
Suddenly the scenario changed. I'm in my apartment, it's dark and clod. I turn back around to look for my friend but his no where to be found. I wrap my arms around myself and walk over to my room. This place feels so abandoned and no homie at all.
I open my room door and see nothing in there, almost like the first day I moved here. Nothing in there, just dust, spider webs and emptiness.
"EUN-JEONG"
I scream and look to my right quickly but there was no one. It sounded far, yet close. I close the door and walk over to the living room, I gasp. Blood was splatter in the wall, small pool of blood on the floor and I scream loudly when a hand grips the back of my neck and pulls me back.
I look at the person, I can't make up who it is, but somehow I know how he is. He leans close to my face and kisses me violently. I struggle to get out of his hold but it only makes him tighten his hold. I sob through the forced kiss and he let's me go. I quickly make space between us, looking at him and rubbing the back of my neck. Tears roll down my cheek and he chuckles at the sight of me.
"You're so weak and such a tease." He says in a low raspy voice and I shiver in fear. "You always know how to turn me on. You do all this things and when I take action, you act like the victim." Everytime he spoke, he would take a step towards me.
