(Keiko's POV)
"What happened?....... AND WHO ARE YOU?"
"I'm the one who should be asking the questions, not you."
"Why do you look familiar? Have I met you before? Are you a stalker?"
"You really ask alot of questions,stop."
(Keiko stops talking as he ordered)
"Now why are YOU in MY house?"
"But this is my house? I bought it a couple of days before I moved here."
"THEY PUT MY HOUSE FOR SALE?"
(The strange man starts pacing around the room)
"Why would they do that. I specifically told them if something happened to me to give the house to my sister."
"This place hasn't been owned since 1879 i was the first one to get it after the previous owner died-"
"The owner died? That's what they've been saying?who would believe that seriously."
"Lots of people believed it. But the more important question is why are you here?"
(The strange man points at the painting)
"Oh so that's why you look familiar."
(Keiko faints AND I KNOW HOW CLICHÉ THAT IS BUT IT WORKS WELL WITH THE STORY)
(Day June 5th time 9:27 am 2022)
"Ughhhhhhh what a weird dream. What time even is it? OH CRAP IM LATE FOR THE INTERVIEW"
(I quickly take a shower,brush my teeth, etc. and call a cab)
"God i hope they don't cancel the interview because i was late"
(I sit down in the chair)
"You're late by 30 minutes."
(A tall handsome figure comes walking through the door)
"I know I'm sorry i overslept i didn't mean to."
"It's fine you better be glad I waited. We take the people that work with us seriously,that means you need to be on time."
"Yes sir"
"Now let's continue with the interview miss Keiko."
(The interview was a rocky start at first but i think it went well)
"I'll be contacting you later this weekend"
"I never got your name?"
"Lee heeseung"
"Thank you for interviewing me Mr.lee"
(I walk out and call down a cab to go bed shopping)
(5 HOURS LATER.)
"UGHHHHHHH bed shopping is so tiring. I mean at least i found a bed, that's comfortable"
( i hear footsteps coming from the stairs)
"Did someone break in?...."
(I proceed to hide under my bed)
"What the- it's the guy from my dream and from the painting. Was it not a dream? If so that means he must've knocked me out-"
(As i was deep in thought I didn't even notice he was right next to me under the bed. He gets closer to whisper in my ear)
"you really should pay attention more often"
(I scream and get out from under the bed)
"What do you want from me!?"
"I just want to know if you're affiliated with the accursed painter."
"The Who what now? Who's that"
"Stop acting dumb I know you know him. I've seen the demonic witchcraft rectangle of yours."
[what is he even talking about?.. wait-] "do you mean a phone??"
"Yes whatever that thing is."
"Which mental hospital did you escape from??"
"I assure you I am not the one from a mental asylum"
(He looks at me up and down like he's judging me)
"And you look like you're from the 18th century but you don't hear me complaining"
(I give him the same judgmental look)
"Look I'll need your help looking for the accursed painter."
"Are you sure they're even alive? I mean what year do you think it is right now?"
"Is it not the 18th century still?"
"NO- it's 2022"
"PARDON?"
(Ngl this is kinda fun, now whats not fun is how my head is thinking of stuff that's going to be a lot further on-)
YOU ARE READING
The man in the painting (jungwon ff)
Romanceafter saving up enough money to move to Paris and finding a house of her liking. She finds old furniture in the house, including a painting of a man....
