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"Hyung... I think something is here," Jimin murmured, nervously fiddling with his fingers.
Jungkook barely spared him a glance. "What do you mean?" he asked, his focus elsewhere.
"I... I feel like someone is watching me-" Jimin started, but Jungkook cut him off.
"It's just your imagination. There's nothing here," he said firmly, leaving no room for argument.
But deep down, Jimin wasn't so sure.
What happens when Jungkook and Jimin move into Jungkook's ancestral home, only for Jimin to realize that they are not alone?
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