여덟: trouble

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"you're changing me more than i ever knew you could."


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The girl glared at you crazily, her breathing was uneven. Her hands trembled as she held the camera.




"Uh. Have you got the wrong person?" you answered her nervously.





"I said get away from Yoongi oppa." she clenched her teeth.






"sorry, please get out of my face" you turned away from the weird stranger.







"YAH!" she grabbed your shirt, and you flinched in surprise. Her expression conveyed murderous intent.









"you'll really regret if you don't listen" she smiled slightly, a scheming look in her eyes.



















"I know all about you."






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<YOONGI'S POV>




Shit.....just where is that girl?







Once i got back, she was nowhere to be found. Not to mention, she didn't have a single thing on her except for her phone - and i dont have her contact.






"fuck..." I swore frustratedly, worried about what may have happened to Aeri. She's dumb, so anyone can take advantage of her. Not just anyone can make me anxious like this, what the heck is she?







I rubbed the back of my head, slightly conflicted.








"Have you seen a blank looking girl, slightly shorter than me and goes by the name Shin Aeri?" I asked the employee.










"I think I've seen someone like that.  She's left a while ago" the lady replied.











She then hesitates, gazing down at the ground.



















"I remembered her, because she was being dragged away by some lunatic."



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<YOUR POV>







"ah, shit." you whimpered at the cuts stinging on your skin.












I know your past, and if you don't want me to reveal them to Yoongi oppa, you have to do what i say.














Her words repeated in your mind constantly. You didn't know why you chose to listen to her, but you guessed it was the fear of him knowing.








You leaned back, sighing as your eyes adjusted to the dimness of the tunnel.











"Noona, can you let me cross?" a little boy crawls into the tunnel beside you. You shifted your legs back to give him space.









"Gomawo, Noona" he smiles slightly, crawling quickly to the other side.








A playground wasn't exactly the best to hide from lunatics, but it's been your comfort zone since childhood. You've hidden yourself alone in the same tunnel whenever something bad happens.







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