*Three Years Later* It's been three years since I left him. I felt free from him. I barely thought about him. I didn't ever want to see him again. And I hope I never do. I erased him out of my life. But are memories permanently erased? I walked around the city of Seoul. I moved far away from where Yoongi was. I can finally live the rest of my life. Without him. Til my phone rang. I looked at the caller ID.
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I accept the call and what I heard made my heart drop. "Hello." I said. "I told you that I'd find you babygirl." I gasp. "Y-Yoongi." I mumbled. "Now no one will pull us apart." I quickly hung up. How did he find me?! No it's not possible. Then I got a text.
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No he can't be here! I then turn around and I gasp when I saw Yoongi smirking at me from a mile away from me! I shriek and I started pushing past people trying to escape. I turn around to see him speed walking towards me. I went faster trying to escape him. I asked people for help but no one helped me. They just ignored me like I wasn't there. He was right behind me I could feel him present from behind me but I didn't dare to look back. I quickly ran and I could feel him chasing after me. I then came across an alley. I knew it wasn't the best idea but I still went. I didn't see him. I lost him. Or so I thought. I then moved away slowly. I then felt a presence behind me. Then the feeling of hands on my waist. "Found you kitty."
