𝐋𝐞𝐭 𝐌𝐞 𝐆𝐨 | Psychopath P. Jimin

18

That's when he backed away from me as if I was the idiot.

My eyes narrowed and I tilted my head in a questioning way.

"Sorry - my English not well," he said apologetically.

My brows crossed further, "No - your English is well - why do you want to know my blood-type?"

He then looked away from me, his eyes on the ground, "Okay... I am sorry..."

Unlike Jimin who switched between his accent and no accent persona, JiHyun stayed on with his thick accent.

This man genuinely looked clueless.

But I let it go before looking into it further...

Instead, I had looked outside the windows of the car...

We were passing by tall, grey buildings full of adds.

However it didn't take long for me to see skyscraper-like apartments.

The apartment windows were decorated with lighter shades of grey at the shape of boxes enveloping more windows.

The buildings looked new - or very well looked after...

My face relaxed in amazement of their height, design and coldness...

It looked cool...

... but very intimidating.

"Do you recognise the place yet, Ms (L/n)?" Tom spoke while glancing at me from the mirrors.

I didn't reply.

And no, I did not recognise anything - I was only amazed.

Suddenly, the van took a left.

A left - away from the buildings.

What?

I looked to where we were driving...

I saw a few trees.... and older buildings.

I saw people roaming the area...

I saw places that looked like factories at the left, with lots of writting in different fonts nailed to the old brick walls.

Where are we going?

We passed by a church.

It wasn't one of those horror movie type of churches, this one looked very modern.

I wouldn't have been able to guess it was a church if it wasn't for the big cross at the front...

But all of this was happening only at the left of the van.

The right, was a different story.

5-Floored rundown flats.

The first road was blocked off by a green window fence...

So I'm assuming I won't be here.