Philophobia

im park jimin📍

Y/n's P.O.V

I was walking down the street when I seen a body hit the pavement in front of me. Blood splattered everywhere, stray teeth at my feet. I looked up at the big building where I assumed the body had fallen from.

"The cookie factory?" I whispered to myself. "How ironic for such a tragic death to happen at such a wonderful place."

I look around at the people passing by, no one seems to notice what had just happen. Like he was invisible to everyone else but me.

I'm surprisingly calm for someone who just witnessed a suicide.

The man that had fallen jerked his head up to look at me.

"Hi, I'm Park Jimin" said the supposedly dead man. I screamed until all the air had left my lungs.

I feel weird, like jello. My world is spinning and I look at my hands. My fingertips start fading away with the rest of me. Not this again. I thought I had stopped this a while ago.

I jumped awake and looked at the clock. I have a few hours before I should be at the cookie factory.

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