Days Thereafter

Jimin stands up quickly and walks over to me.

“Ay, gwenchana.” I really don’t want him to come and get even more exhausted.

“Gwenchana, I’m fine! I’m not even that tired.” He moves his fingers closer to mine till both of ours are intertwined. It makes me smile and feel like I’m on cloud nine. The boys all start making puke noises and tell us to leave.

We get on an empty bus and just sit in silence, waiting for the stop. Our hands are still intertwined and we both take peeks of each other, turning before the other can catch. Eventually we get off on our stop and we head towards the house. During the whole walk there there’s a feeling I just can’t seem to shake off.

It feels like… we’re being followed. Maybe I’m being paranoid.

I shrug it off and just focus on Jimin, but I can still feel it. I hear the softest sounds of clicking. I stop and turn around, Jimin stopping too.

“What is it?” I want to answer him but I can still hear the clicking noises.

“Do you hear that?” They stop immediately after I say that.

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah, maybe I’m just being paranoid.”

The rest of the walk home is just the two of us, I think. I just can’t shake the feeling.
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As the month passes by Jimin and I are getting a little more serious about each other. I still visit the company except on the days they’re recording for a performance. We see each other every day and go on dates. Of course it has to be a low key date, but it’s nice anyway. The only problem is that I keep feeling like someone is watching us. It’s only when I’m with Jimin that I feel it, the creepy stalker feeling and there’s always the soft clicking noises. I don’t even bring it up even more because I’m the only one that can seem to hear them. Only one time did Jimin feel like we were being followed and it’s because we were, by a dog.
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Classes are over so I decide to visit the boys at the company. I walk to the building and find a note at the receptionist’s desk from Jimin.

Sorry I’m not here! We’re doing a photo shoot for our new album! Wait for me at the house and come by and visit you after! Ppo-ppo!

This guy! Wahh, he couldn’t send me a text?

I decide to head home and wait for him, it was early in the afternoon so maybe he would come later, who knows.
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I come home to an empty house.

I guess I can do my homework… maybe I can even make dinner for Mr. and Mrs. Kim…

Everything is going by slow, but by the time everything is done, it’s 7. I call Mr. and Mrs. Kim, a little worried. They assure me their fine but out with some friends and won’t be home till around 11.

Still nothing from Jimin either.

Over the past month during free time, I spent every opportunity I could to learn more about these crazy, dorky guys. I listened to all of their albums, watched their BangTan Bomb stuff on youtube and watched their previous shows, Rookie King and American Hustle Life. I even watched any other variety and talk shows they made appearances on. I think I’m confident enough to say that I’m an A.R.M.Y.

I decide to veg out on the couch and watch anything that seemed interesting. I was in the middle of an episode of running man when the power went off.

Ah! What is this? I sigh and get up feeling around to get to the kitchen, when I’m there I search for the drawer that has everything in it. I finally get a hold of a flashlight and switch it on. It floods the kitchen and part of the dining room with brilliant white light. I can feel it again. The feeling I’m being watched.

I look around and stop when I see something on the other side of the room, outside of the window. I can’t make it out. The wind outside is making the trees move, but this object is almost perfectly still, the only parts moving are wispy looking things at the top of the figure. I hear thunder. A flash of lightening shows me what I’m looking at. It’s a girl. She points at me and then screams a horrible high pitched wail. Then I hear something from upstairs. A scratch and then the sound of a bang and glass shattering.

Notes

Hey guys! Sorry for not updating sooner! I promise to make my updates as regular as possible, everything is just crazy since school! It's a lot easier to read than to write, but I'm trying! I hope you guys like it, it creeped me out writing it. If you like it, rate it!