MR. Jeon, The Heart Bandit | L.K Adaptation

Chapter 121

Really?!

"Hey!" Jin was caught by the stall owner when he was about to give chase. "You haven't paid up, sir".

Jin whipped out a hundred dollar note and slapped it on the table. "Keep the change".

The shop owner blankly pocketed the hundred dollars. "I really can't understand rich people"

Meanwhile, Jisoo had gone quite far, and Jin was panting heavily when he finally caught up and stopped her. "How did you move so fast? Could your zodiac animal be a dog?"

Jisoo promptly burst out, "You're the dog! Your whole family are dogs!"

Jin was speechless.

Fine, he lost.

After all, one must not fight fire with fire when a woman's rage meter broke, or there would be nothing left of anyone, not even ashes.

"May I walk you home?" Jin cleared his throat, picking his words carefully.

Jisoo turned away and put on a brace face. "No need. I can go home myself".

"Are you sure about that? Many people have died on this road".

Many people....died????

Could it really be that horrible?

Still, it was better than having to walk with that man, not to mention that she was still feeling Jungkook's scolding. "No need, I'm fine by myself". She said moodily.

Was there anything she hadn't seen yet after being single for so many years? What was there to be afraid about with people dying!

Who would dare touch her, a goddess whose presence was screaming 'don't touch me'.

"Okay, see you". Without another word, Jin quickly waved and headed off the opposite direction.

Jisoo stamped her feet where she was even as she looked at the carefree back of the man.

So he really was leaving her.

Humph!

Fine, she'd walk by herself!

Turning, Jisoo strode of determinedly.

But right after she had turned around Jin stopped walking and turned as well, his brow wrinkled tightly even as he stared at her from behind.

He sighed with an uneasy look on his face.

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Jisoo felt that something wasn't right even as she walked.

It was very silent, with the occasional rustle of leaves and the buzzing of streetlights, which in turn would flash and throw a long shadow behind her.

She promptly turned behind and looked around, but there was nothing.

There was a chill on her back as the skin on her head grew numb, and her mind unwittingly drifted to think about....certain horrific sights.

Sadako, Kayako, Bunshinsaba....

All those sickly white faces....oh, she was going to lose her mind.

She became more afraid the more she thought about it, but she gulped and tried to tell herself nothing was there....

Nothing was there....

She even started singing to muster her courage.

Crunch_

That was when a weird sound left her pausing.