𝙒𝙄𝙉𝙂𝙎.

CH. IX

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chapter nine

Waking up when the sun hasn't even set up yet is something I got used to these couple of days.

I still have some time left until practice starts, so I walk into the kitchen and put some cereals and milk into a bowl.

While eating, I think of the last night when I experienced sleep paralysis again. Goosebumps firm on my skin just from thinking about it.

I hope I don't see that creature again, but knowing my luck I'll probably see him in my next dreams.

Changing into a comfortable outfit, I put my long hair into a tight ponytail and brush my teeth right after that.

Since everything needs to be clean in my area, I tidy my room and wash the dishes as well.

I'm so bored. While I think of what to do, my eyes roam around the living room and land on my bag, which is filled with many sprayers.

Should I? Should I not? I purse my lips, wondering and pondering. God, please give me a sign if I shouldn't spray.

A loud, alarming beep from a car can be heard from outside, the driver honking repeatedly; desperately.

Thank you, God! I pick up the bag and leave.

I still have like an hour left until practice starts, so I carelessly walk around the neighborhood once again.

This time though, I decide to spray on the streets and not on a wall.

After some time I'm finished. I drew a girl with white wings, who are being held back by the black figure I saw yesterday again.

"Beautiful. Am satisfied with myself." I nod.

Whistling peacefully as I walk back home, I knock on the boy's dorm. The door opens, but nobody is behind it. I frown.

The whole house is a mess. I enter their dorm and all of them are running around while screaming.

"Good morning, Yona-ssi!" Hoseok greets me as he runs into the kitchen while being chased by Namjoon.