IF I LIVE [ BTS X EXO X GOT 7 X BP X TWICE X SNSD]

2. HOUNDS

That was how it had been since the day I stepped foot in this house. For at least a week, I stayed in my own quarters, only coming out for meals or any discussion but apart from that, Jonghyun had decided to do what he calls, 'Give me some time alone'.

Speaking of Jonghyun and Jina, they have been ever so nice, I felt like an adopted child still getting accustomed to my new parents. But in reality, it was just two friends trying to give some time to their little friend to settle in, gain herself back.

But the thing was, the 'Give her sometime alone' never stopped. Strangely, it continued even after a year. Because of which, Jina thought that I have grown cold and distant by staying alone. But that was not it. I had grown cold, yes, I knew that myself, but not because of what Jonghyun did. It was because of what thoughts I was having.

I had made this decision. I had decided against reincarnating. I was the one who said I wanted to stay back and protect BTS even if that meant being erased out of existence. I said I was fine with it, although Jonghyun had made it very clear that things wouldn't be the same. That the people I love will never ever be able to see me, although the world will be able to if I wanted them to.

Heck they won't even remember me. They already don't.

Like the foolish girl I am, I thought things would kind of change, like the creator wouldn't remember all the restrictions he had made.

Who was I kidding to?

A week after my arrival, I finally decided to get to work. Jonghyun and Jina were more than delighted to give me something to do, thinking it might get my head off other things.

But I must say, it didn't. It never did.

Every time I went down to the field, I would think that perhaps after this task was over, maybe, just maybe the creator will have a change of heart by seeing me work so hard for him. I thought he might be able to make BTS see me, or atleast make them remember me.

None of that ever happened.

None of that ever happened and in time, I had grown to be the person I am now. The cold, dark witch.

But, a merciful witch.
Note that.

I sighed, tilting my head backwords on the couch of my room, closing my eyes shut.

I didn't want to be like this. Jina and Jonghyun didnt deserve this. I should have tried harder. But every time I did try, it came out the opposite of what I wanted. It was like I wanted to be nice to someone else, only then would I be nicer to everyone else. But that certain someone else, can't ever see me, nor know me.

I opened my eyes, slamming the two dice I had been rolling in my hands on the table. I needed to calm myself down. And there was only one place I knew that could help me do that.

Doning my over coat, I teleported outside.

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"Guys, I feel so tired! Why don't we take a break?" Suggested Jimin, slumping on the couch beside Yoongi who was busy typing something on his phone.