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Jisung POV
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I just couldn't get it out of my head.
One night, the house seems broken into, the next it looks completely fine.
Yes, the next day in the early morning I had decided to go back to check up again. And during that night, the door was magically things and everything seemed completely normal. But there was still no sign of Haeun.
And I just couldn't stop myself from worrying. I was going to go crazy.
So as I walked in the hallway, I spotted the group. Without my friends, I had hoped I didn't seem so intimidating and approached them in a quick step.
I tried to remain calm, but seeing their weirded out looks as they saw me making my way towards them, I got nervous. But I was desperate to know.
Before I fully approached them, one of the guys called Minhyuk or something stepped in my way.
"Haeun is not here. And no, you may not talk to her." He said before I could even utter a word. I closed my eyes and sighed in frustration.
I know I'm a dick, I just wanted to make sure.
"When was the last time you talked to her?" I asked, trying to be as calm as possible. Minhyuk continued giving me looks, but Haeun's apparently best friend Lisa came forward.
"Yesterday. Why?"
"What time?"
"I asked why?" She demanded growing inpatient.
"I just have to make sure of something. I'm not going to talk to her or anything, so cut the crap." I blurted out and they all gave me a weird look before Lisa answered.
"This morning. She's fine but she wont come to school for a while. I will not tell you why. Any other questions?" I almost couldn't stand her arrogant tone, but just sighed and walked away.
That means that Haeun is okay. Lisa could probably tell if it wasn't her friend talking to her.
But there is definitely something that happened to the house. And where was Haeun now?
As I entered the classroom, I really tried finding to distract myself with, but nothing seemed to be working.
I sat down in my seat and Chenle walked up to me.
"You seem downer than usual. What's wrong?"
"Nothing. Bad day." I replied shortly, taking some books out.
"Bad day or not, get your shit together and at least try to finish the exams today." He patted me on the shoulder. I nodded which made him walk away, probably to study.
Chenle and Renjun were the only ones trying their best to study. They came here from abroad after all. If they don't do well, their parents will probably force them to go back home.
But that's not the point. I really, really want to know what happened with Haeun.
But it kind of feels like I shouldn't.
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Haeun POV
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As my eyes opened I could see the bright sun shining through the curtains of the room. I had to blink a couple of times to finally get a good look of the room.
My eyes wandered off to my bedside table to where my phone is. But they quickly looked away. Instead I looked at the far away wall and saw that it was 9am.
I slowly got off the comfortable bed and yawned loudly as I made my way to the bathroom.
Immediately, I was met with my reflection in the mirror.
The bruise on my face was technically gone, but I needed another day or two for the ones on my body to disappear. It may leave some scarring sadly according to the nurse treating me, which was kind of annoying. But with my rate of recovering, it is less likely.
It's a Friday so I think on monday I'll be able to go back to school. I have to because it's exam week before the summer holidays. Thankfully that'll probably be the last time I see Jongho.
After taking a quick shower, I went back into my bedroom and I looked towards my phone.
It was scary. Terrifying. I barely slept because of that person texting me. I thought that I could resist the urge of looking at my phone.
But it was over, right? They couldn't text me anymore. I blocked them.
So I walked over to my bedside table and picked up the phone. I clicked on the home button and the screen lit up.
Then my eyes widened, seeing a text from unknown.
Although I didn't want to read it, I forced myself to unlock the phone and opened the message.
Yesterday
Unknown
Why did you block me?!?
Sent 22:01
Unknown
I don't like your games, Haeun.
Why are you doing this to me?
Sent 22:02
Unknown
Stop ignoring me.
Sent 22:13
Unknown
That's it.
Sent 22:35
Today
Unknown
Goodmorning!
Sent 7:01
Unknown
I'm sorry for being a little harsh
last night. I was having a bad
day.
Sent 7:02
Unknown
I'm looking forward to seeing
you soon!
Sent 7:02
I dropped my phone onto my bed, my breathing fast and my hands shaking. I couldn't believe they had texted me again. I have recieved messages like this in the past, but this person took about 2 hours to message me with a different phone number. And their vibe was... completely different. More terrifying than anything. I couldn't solve this with my strength, that's why I felt so defeated and scared.
That's why I needed to face it.
Me
Who are you? This is not
funny.
Delivered 8:46
They replied almost instantly.
Unknown
You finally replied!
Sent 8:46
Unknown
I'm just someone that loves you
and cares about you dearly.
Sent 8:47
Unknown
I'm also better for you than that
jerk Jisung.
Sent 8:47
My eyes widened in shock again. He knew Jisung as well? What the hell is going on??
Me
How do you know him?
Read 8:48
Unknown
I'm afraid I can't tell you
that Haeunnie.
Sent 8:49
Me
What the hell do you want
from me?
Read 8:49
Unknown
I just want you.
Sent 8:50
This sent a shiver down my spine and my hands began shaking again. He wouldn't answer any of my questions, but he is obviously talking to me. This isn't a joke at all. He means it.
That's what terrifies me the most.
Unknown
I'm sorry, I got to go, or else
I'll be in trouble. I love you!
Sent 8:51
I put down my phone terrified. I just couldn't get myself to block this person. I'm scared that they might do something to me or my close ones. He knew who they were after all.
As I was standing there in a daze, I didn't hear the door to my room opening.
"Haeun?" Taeyong's voice snapped me out of it. I quickly turned around, kind of surprised.
"Yeah?"
"You good? Why haven't you gone down for breakfast yet?" He asked and I smiled.
"Oh, I was going to now. Have you already eaten?"
"Yeah, and I need to go do some business stuff. Enjoy your breakfast!" He said before leaving my room and closing the door behind him.
I finally breathed in since I was worried he has seen me scared. If I told Taeyong, he would probably freak out and force me to go back to Busan with him. And of course, I did not want that, so I decided to just keep quiet. Without taking my phone along, I made my way towards the door.
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Frustrated, I walked towards my classroom.
It was monday and I had come back to school. Although I wasn't greeted with the greatest thing in the morning.
When I had opened my phone, there was another text from unknown. He had been texting me all weekend, things about his day or whatnot. Occassionally some creepy message. I ignored him.
But today he went too far. When I woke up, he had texted me again. But it was different. It was a picture.
A picture of me.
From inside my room.
The caption read "you're so beautiful even when you're asleep."
I haven't been so scared in so long. This was even worse than when my mom and I got kidnapped.
But I have already thought of somebody who would do this. Do this for revenge.
So I barged in the classroom. A majority of the students looked, some didn't. I looked around and saw him.
Jongho was speaking to another kid as I grabbed him by the sleeve and began dragging him along.
"Haeun what the fuck?" He mumbled but I did not reply and just tugged on him harder. He let me take him along, confused as to why I was doing this.
I took him up to the rooftop and let him go.
"What the hell? You told me you never want to talk to me again and I'm fine with it. What is wrong with you?" Jongho started.
"Do you think this is funny?" I asked, gritting my teeth.
"What are you talking about? No! You're acting bipolar."
"I'm not talking about that. Why are you texting me from different phone numbers?" I continued, getting more and more impatient.
"What are you talking about? I haven't texted you in months!" He yelled in return. I took out my phone and opened the messages between me and unknown. I shoved it in his face.
"Then what's this?!" I screamed.
Jongho's eyebrows furrowed as he took my phone in his hand. He was reading the messages slowly.
"Who else could know so much about me?" I hissed, stopping myself from screaming.
"Haeun..." he began, clearly shocked and confused.
I paused, knowing I had caught him in the act.
"This isn't me."