(To my muslim readers, Happy Eid Al-Fitr!! Eid Mubarak to you all, May god's blessing be showered on you 🥺❤️)
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"True, our mind is indeed a weapon, but sometimes it can also be the worst place you could ever think of."
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"Mom! We're home!"
The beautiful woman figure right in front of you called, her voice clearing the air of the wooden house you had just stepped into. Tightly gripping onto the large coat you had put on back in Lizzy's cabin and with the still hazy weighted mind, you walk further inside. Following your mother hurried steps as she drops her keys onto one of the desk near the main door.
Although, the image itself was a bit contrast towards each other. You being slow, a frown visible on your tired face, muscles tensed and sore from last night inciden —in which your mother still has no clue about— with your mother being hurry for something, distress on her face, calling your grandmother downstairs.
"Mom-" Your voice came out as very frail, eyes searching for her own. Soon enough, another figure walks by, with again hurried steps just like your mother.
It was your grandmother.
"Oh my god! Pumpkin, where have you been last night?! We were so worried!!" Your grandmother practically manhandled you as she shakes your body vigorously on the spot. Her hands clutching the coat more tighter than you did. She looks so worried, a lump of guilt crept up inside your throat.
"Grandma, I'm sorry. Something came up last night, and I kinda, uh, I was forced to stay in Lizzy's" You daringly stare back at her eyes, and strangely, your grandmother didn't change her expression. Not one inch. It was as if she knew all along, and just by that thought alone— you were utterly perplexed by her.
Not to mention her reflective eyes. In some way, Her gaze seems off. It felt like she could see through your lies.
"Oh- Oh my! Oh dear, what happened to this then???" You grandmother asked, her tone was a bit higher this time as her eyes wandered around your body, curiously.
"She fell in front of Lizzy's house mom, and it hit pretty badly on the back of her head and her ankles. So yeah, wait Actually by the thought of it, your position must be real funny-"
"Mom." You cut her off, hissing. Rolling your eyes after hearing the satisfied laughter of your mom's teasing.
"Oh dear," The old woman in front of you keep whispering, as if she was chanting a healing spell or something. She kissed your temple a few times before retreating back her head, just to subtly examine the wound right on the side of your temple.
"I'm okay grandma, really. I Promise on my tomorrow's breakfast." You said, forcing a warm smile on your face. She smiles back, wide enough to ease the tense air surrounding the three figures in the room.
"Ah! speaking of breakfast, have you eaten yet? Should we cook you something- Love! Go cook her breakfast, what are you even doing there?" You followed your grandmother's gesture. Only to quickly notice your supposedly mother figure was watching you and your grandmother conversing.
"Actually there's no need to, grandma. I'm- I'm kinda tired. All I need right now is just some good sleep. My ankle still hurts."
"Oh, Pumpkin are you sure? I can bake some cupcakes right now." Your grandmother keeps persuading, her eyes still showing concerns and that just made your guilt drops even further into your stomach.
"No grandma it's fine. You should just go to sleep, I bet you stayed up all night last night. I'm really sorry for making the both of you worried." Restlessly, you mumbled.
"Honey, It's fine. We'll talk about this on dinner okay? You should get some sleep, you need it." The woman leaning on the hallway relaxed you, seemingly notice your exhausted image.
"Thanks mom, Thanks grandma. I'm heading now." You replied, walking upstairs slowly. Since the thought of you walking at a fast pace seems very frightening for you right now, considering the poor state your ankle is in.
"Sleep well Pumpkin, don't let the howlers get to you."
Howlers...?
What.
Stopping your track abruptly, your hand was hovering over the door knob to your room. Heart beating fast each seconds goes by as you try to translate it throughly, fathoming the words your grandmother just said.
Did she really meant it as what you perceived it?
Howlers....As in werewolves?
Gulping nervously, you decided to just shrug it off. Choosing to ignore it, you shake your head, grasping it out of the trance. Perhaps, your grandmother just thought about bed bugs. Yeah, yeah, maybe that's it.
There's no way she would know, right?
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White fluffy elements of the soft breeze, embracing and tainting the clear blue sky. At the same time, The source of light of the whole globe, purposefully cracking the dawn. Amber colored-hues radiating through the clouds above. Upon seeing the coming sun's rays, birds started to flap their wings, making the noisest sound to ever be heard in early sunrise.
Groaning incoherent utterances, you grip tightly onto the white wool duvet that was wrapping your body. Supposedly the duvet was trying to protect your figure from the cruelty of the cold changing air.
Not a minute has passed, a sudden loud beaming sound cracks open the calming silence in your room.
"Goddamnit! Alarm, I don't need you right now" Mumbling, you raised your hand towards the bedside table. Patting vigorously onto the tiny thing placed on top, large red numbers showing the time of present.
However, you didn't really know the exact location of the said thing, so your action was pretty futile.
Opening one of your eyelids, a frown was soon made on your lips. Who even likes mornings? Even worse, mornings that had a particular element of the annoying sound of the alarm. Nonchalantly, you glance at the time.
'10.00'
'Hm, not so bad Y/N. Not so bad' This would be a new record for the amount of time you had spent to sleep. There's a feeling of triumph like a little five year old eating an ice cream as you think about it. A victorious smile drawn on your lips.
"it's ten..."
ten in the morning.. hm
"wAIT- IT'S TEN IN THE MORNING???"
Finally realizing the red numbers on the alarm, your eyes grew wide much more than you could have ever thought it would. An audible shocking gasp left your lips. You couldn't believe it, had you actually slept through the whole yesterday? You skipped breakfast, lunch and dinner?
Impossible.
Truly a new record, indeed. Wait- that's not important right now.
The more you look at the number '10' the more it's becoming tangible to you. As if it was a slap in your tired morning face. Even worse, You were starting to believe that the red color was just mocking you shamelessly, laughing out loud at your shock betrayed face.
"OMG WAIT I HAVE CLASS-" You shouted at nothing, stumbling your way out of the duvet messily. Yet, it was a bit of reckless since you weren't thinking the impact of your action.
As soon as your toe hit the floor, the stabbing pain came rushing in once again. Pulsing through your ankle, as if it was smart enough to follow the blood cycle. Your spine was throbbing in immense hurt, begging at you to go back to bed.
Though it seems to be the best alluring option at the moment, you determinedly shake your head.
Hastily, you force your body to go to do the usual morning routine of a college or university student. But this time, with a little bit of pain following every move you make. Brushing your teeth, washing your face, unconsciously choosing the worst style of clothes you had, you found yourself running through the stairs. Not forgetting your bag and books of course.
"Honey, slow down!! Where are you-"
"Gotta go mom!! I'm late to class, Love you! Mwah" Shouting back, you put your white converse on. Not realizing the small giggles and fond smile your mother was throwing at you.
"Typical Y/N." She shakes her head, watching as your figure sloppily runs away to the University.
2 hours later...|
"Y/N? Are you with me?"
"Y-Yes, Mr. Kim?" Slowly, you move your empty gaze towards the tall suited man standing in front of you. His pantoffel shoes clicking hurriedly on the floor, inside the classroom both figures were conversing.
"I asked for a valid reason on why did you fail on my pop-quiz today. Believe it or not, the word fail sounds ridiculous with your name on it." The man explained, puffing his chest in which his arms were crossed right on it. His face contorting into a visible confusion and perhaps bitterness.
You, yourself was completely utterly confused as well. You had to admit, your mind was out of frame today. Since today's morning, well to be more exact, since the first step you took in the University building, and the first glance you threw at the Music Major Building, you couldn't help but draw your mind back onto recalling the incident you had.
In which, the unfortunate incident that had a result of the unforgettable pain you've been feeling.
You knew— heck you had already guessed long before, that if something strange occur in some time in the future, you would be prepared for it. Considering the fact that you were always a curious little girl who's in love with Mystery such as Agatha Christie's books and unconsciously bringing yourself into troubles.
You were always going to be that girl who sit back and observe, being a bit inquisitive and inquiring every chance you get.
That's because you knew what the impact of those troubles — you had caused— will get to you, once you deal with it. But this time, This problem with the whole Jeon Jungkook and werewolves thing? You have to admit,
For the first time in your life, this curiosity trait of yours were beyond your control.
What had you gotten yourself into? This whole thing, is it a trap? A set up?
It's a trap isn't it? A trap of everything you're interested in—mystery, werewolves, moon, those golden eyes. Actually no, specifically those golden eyes.
Again, what is wrong with your mind? Somehow, it always ends up thinking about him. Him this, Him that. As if it was linking to him, for him. Whether it would be his eyes, his attractively annoying smirk, his gravelly tone, his muscular defined bo-
"See? You did it again."
Froze, you blinked up to your professor. Thousands of excuses you learn online back at the city flowing through your brain in an instant.
"Sorry Mr. Kim, I had a bad dream last night and unfortunately, It's effecting me today."
Out of those thousand excuses, you got to pick the lamest one hadn't you? You cursed mentally to yourself.
A loud laugh was heard through the empty classroom, Mr.Kim's gaze turns bit humorous and positive-like. He looks almost amused?
"Tell me then, Y/N, what is on your mind? First of all, you were late for class, then you failed the quiz. That's not very 'you' now, is it?"
"I believe I have nothing on my mind, at least nothing that has the ability to distract me. I was just having a bad dream, that's all." You briefly explained through determined eyes, to at least give the man no sign of bluffing.
"Are you sure, Y/N? Nothing? Nothing at all?" You might be out of your mind right now, but that doesn't mean you missed the changes of look on your Professor's face. He was frowning, his gaze looking at you expectantly.
What is he expecting?
"Yes."
"Very well then, you're dismissed. I hope for you to not show up to my class with bad grades again, are we clear?"
Nodding silently, you mumbled out a short apology and thanks for the last time to the standing professor in front of you. Not forgetting to bow deeply at him, you turned your body swiftly and head towards the main door quickly as possible. Your heart was hammering out of your chest, thinking of how bad distracted were you at class to even be called out by Mr. Kim.
'I need to focus back on the class, dang it-'
"Y/N!! Wait up!!"
A known voice calls out for your name as you were hurrying your steps towards the direction of your grandma's house. Clutching to the books tightly, you turned your body around. Your head immediately turns towards the source of the voice, already guessing who it was, a smile drawn upon your not-so-happy face.
"Oh! Hey, Lizzy. Are you coming to your evening class?" Your eyes brightened a bit, seeing the radiant figure of your friend.
Lizzy quickly shook her head, she rubs at the back of her nape nervously. "Nope, it's too early for that. I was actually going to the University to find you." She lets out her usual warm smile afterward.
You couldn't help but to send a small smile back, despite the still lingering bitterness feeling inside of you, remembering the conversation you had with Mr. Kim.
"Oh? What did you want to talk about?" You asked.
"I was asking you about the full-moon celebration, remember that?" Answering it, you nod with a knowing sheepish smile on your face. "Of course, the one where you were hiding about the werewolves thing." You answer light-heartedly.
Chuckling, she answers back. "Yeah, that one. I was actually wanting to ask you for a help? My family is the one who'll be holding the event so of course, I would be participating on preparing it. And, I was wondering if you would want to help...? Since uh, you know, I don't want you to feel lonely because you're new here, I mean- not that I think you-"
Letting out an amused laugh, you look at your friend with fondness. Still smiling, you nod at her firmly. "Of course I would want to help silly. Thank you for the sweet thought, Liz."
She nods quickly, her smile getting wider and her body was quick to notice the ease situation. "Wonderful!! Anyway, gotta go now. My brother is waiting for me in the parking lot. See you babe!"
"Wait- your brother is here?"
"Yup! It's kinda weird since he never goes here. I don't know why and what the hell happened, but suddenly he wants to drive me here? Talk about Weirdo." Lizzy rambles to herself again, waving a short goodbye afterward.
Furrowing your eyebrows slightly at her explanation, yet of course, you didn't miss to wave back at her. Watching her slim figure walks away from you, your curious eyes were quick enough to notice another familiar male figure in the parking lot. A phone on his hand, you observe him silently.
Strangely, his eyes were already looking at yours.
Sending him a quick glare of your warm brown orbs, a bit contrasty to say the least. You then throw away your gaze far from him. Rushing back with hurried steps towards the direction of your home.
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Slowly walking away from the area, Y/N couldn't hear the conversion of the said male on his phone, as he watches her feisty glare before departuring to her home.
"Sir, I believe it is her."
"Don't lie to me young man, are you sure that girl is the one?"
"Have I ever doubted you, sir?"
"Fair enough, do look out for her just a bit more. She's our asset to bring him back."
The male quickly ended the phone as he seems to notice a new presence in his view, his oblivious sister walking in his direction.
"Liz, you're done?"
"Yup, let's go home. I can't wait for mom's dinner."
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I wonder who could that be hmmmm
So anyway, after writing that, I have something on my mind, I really want you guys to participate in the storyline 🥺 it'll be so fun !! 💗
All you have to do is just vote by commenting anything under their names/gifs of your choice!! please choose between these two lovely amazing legends!!
JUNG HOSEOK
or
MIN YOONGI
*The result of the voting will be shown in the future chapter! On which character will they be playing, their impact on the story, etc.
*Hint : Shipping
Lastly, thank you so much if you participate 🥺🥺 and thank you also for reading of course!! I love you guys, And Oh! Eid mubarak for my muslim readers <3 Hope you're enjoying your time with your family!! 🥺❤️
-Z, xoxo