"I think it's okay for us to start living."
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In a fanfiction universe full of cliches, absurd plot-proceedings, and a depressing number of death flags, Clarity is determined to do everything in her power t...
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Clarity's apprehensions about her second death flag's absence turned out to be unneeded, because she soon found herself lost amidst the forest, under the brimming moon and galaxy of stars that hung high above her head.
"I'm going to swear at someone," the short-haired girl muttered under her breath as she trenched through the narrow pathways made by the bushes and trees.
The plot seemed to always pull itself together when she least expected it. Was it trying to spite her on purpose?
The Hyundai Palisade that had been rushing joyously on its path towards Jungkook's cabin had suddenly broken down amidst the trip, leaving them semi-stranded in the middle of the mountains.
Adapting to this unforeseen circumstance, Namjoon had then announced the decision to camp out for the night until Yoongi fixed the car. She was surprised to learn this new skill of Hacker Suga who seemed to be capable of all sorts of things.
She was given the mission to scout the area to make sure there weren't any traces of wild animals that would pose a threat. Needless to say, the scouting journey had resulted in her current predicament.
"I'm not even direction-blind, so how did I get lost?" Sighing to herself, Clarity spun her head to examine the unfamiliar area around her.
Every tree looked the same and every pathway was like a duplicate of another. With nighttime's descent, the forest and grown visibly more chilly. The eerie ringing of the crickets echoed throughout the area, and subtle rustling could be heard around her as the branches clashed with each other.
This ominous atmosphere made the hairs on the back of her neck shoot right up.
"Taehyung? Seokjin? Jimin?" She cautiously called out the names of the members, even though she did not expect an answer in return.
Although she did not receive an answer from the members, she did catch a reply from someone else.
To be more specific—a group of 'someone elses.'
Clarity may have be a nineteen-year old university freshman trapped in the Secretary's body, she was still capable of detecting danger using the body's perceptive senses.
The senses were also telling her that the original plot was acting on its bullshit again.
"...This is ridiculous," the short-haired girl muttered to herself as she found herself surrounded by black-clothed silhouettes that hid all around the towering trees. Some concealed themselves between the branches, while others' presence were veiled behind the bushes.
