Anthropophobia (BTS x reader)

CHAPTER 1- Help

It was raining. I sat there in the ally way as the water dripped down my face and throughout my hair.

It was cold. I was scared. Scared of what people could do to me. These 'people' had hurt me once and I won't let it happen again.

It hurt. It hurts. Why? I ask myself. Why me? I sighed shakily at the thought.

Splash

The sound of water had interrupted my thoughts. I sat there frozen, not knowing what to do.. From what I could hear, the individual had grown closer to me.. I could hear my own heart beat.

Help..

I had finally managed to look up, only to see a man with a black mask on. I could just barely make out the features that weren't hidden by the mask..

All I could see was pale skin.. it almost looked like..sugar..

All I wanted to do was get up and run as fast as I could, but with my luck, it almost seemed as if I was paralyzed..

He slowly extended his arm as my body tensed up.

I could almost sense the smile behind his mask as he reached out.. he then pounced on me like a cat and..

Strangled me...

Anthropophobia or Anthrophobia is the literal fear of people or human company-

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"Y/N!"

I was brought back to what I assumed reality at the sound of someone yelling my name. I thought it was my poor excuse of 'parents', but I was wrong of course. I was sitting in my 9th period classroom with everyone's eyes layed on me.

I felt heat rise up to my cheeks as I felt anxiety rush through my body. "Y/N, are you alright." My teacher's deep voice was drenched with worry. "U-uhhh.. y-y-yeah..?" The large figure walked over to me calmly as he carried the social studies book along with him. I unintentionally swallowed as he walked to me. "You do realize you had been screaming in your sleep, right?" I thought about it and realized my throat was quite dry. "N-no, sir.."

He sighed as this happened often. "Go to the counselors office" I looked at him surprised because normally he would just shrug it off.

"B-but-" I was stopped as he had cut me off. "No buts, Y/N." He pointed to the door. I sighed heavily and quickly gathered my stuff. The only benefits to this were that I got to leave class and that I would be able to clear my thoughts.

I slowly got up and maneuvered around the many desks that held the students whose eyes burnt holes into my back. I was quite surprised my back wasn't on fire yet.

I opened the classroom door and let out a breath. A wave of relief washed over my body as I started to make my way towards the library rather than the counselor.

I already had enough of the what seemed like millions of people that roamed the halls.

Click, Click

That was the only sound that lingered in the hallways, well that was at least until I had realized that it was raining outside. I smiled as I looked out the windows at the rain drops running down the window, as if they were racing.

My eye finally caught a glimpse of the library that was roughly 5 feet in front of me. I started to pick up my pace and quickly arrived in front of the room I had wanted to go to.

My hand slowly reached for the handle and opened the door. My feet quickly brought me inside of the room. I looked around and spotted a seat by the window but behind bookshelves. I quickly rushed to the seat and sat down.

Whilst sitting at the seat, I let out a satisfied sigh. My thoughts slowly lingered toward the dream I had earlier. I had many questions. Who was the man that appeared in front of me?

As I sat there and thought about it, my eyes started to fall, giving me a sign to sleep.

Just before I had fallen asleep once again, the bell rang, signaling it was time to go home. I sighed once again and went to my locker.

I quickly unlocked it and packed up my stuff. I don't wanna go home... I thought before slamming my locker shut and swinging my backpack over my shoulder.

I rode the bus home, sitting quietly in my seat alone. My bus soon arrived to the place I thought was home. I had gotten off the bus to see my house.. on fire.

My knees gave out as I watched the house burn to ashes.

"NO.. that was my home.. please.. no" I grabbed my head and stared at the ground. "Help me.." tears slid down my now stained cheeks.

I sat there on the ground, weeping loudly.

Why?

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Well then.

Annyeonghaseyo.

I just used the process of my school in this sooooo....

Okay.. BYE ~Author-Chan