Jisung - An ominous phantom

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I don't even remember the last time I updated this quickly-
This isn't a y/n imagine, it's only about Jisung so just a heads up cause I haven't done one like this before
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Jisung panted heavily as he sprinted through the void forest in the dead of night. He didn't know how he ended up in this situation, only that he needed to escape.

He ran through the endless forest until his body felt weak and his legs went numb.

Out of breath, the boy halted in his tracks and frantically scanned his surroundings but saw nothing except the tall, dark trees that were whistling in the wind.

The wind was howling and sent shivers down the young boy's spine and the whistling trees and his heavy panting were the only things that could be heard through the dark forest.

What made it worse was that it was pitch black, the moon being the only source of light.

Lost in a sort of trance, Jisung stared into the distance and that's when he saw it; A silhouette lurking among the trees.

He broke out in a cold sweat and his blood went cold. He was like a rabbit surrounded by wolves.

He thought that maybe it was just an odd tree that had lost its leaves, or at least that's what he told himself.

Unfortunately, he stood corrected and began shaking in fear when he saw the shadow of a figure trudge through the forest in his direction.

His throat went dry and his heart was hammering but Jisung was petrified, too scared to run away.

He watched as the dark outline of a figure approached him at an agonizingly slow speed until it finally stood before him.

The frightened boy looked at the tall hooded figure, a look of terror evident on his face.

Everything went silent for a moment as the two beings stood in a dreadful silence and stared at each other.

Minutes went by without a noise or movement from either one of them until suddenly, the dark figure lifted his pale bony hands and removed his hood, revealing himself.

Jisung was taken aback as he scanned its features. It had one deep blue eye and one bright red eye, both of which encircled dark, soul-less pupils that ironically shone brightly in the moonlight. A mob of ash grey locks sat messily on top of its long bony face.

Its physique was tall and bony, its skin was pale like a sheet, so pale in fact that it could be easily mistaken for Jack Skellington.

Its body emitted a dark aura that made everything around him feel ice cold. It reminded him of the dark spirit of Christmas yet to come.

As scary as it seemed, Jisung couldn't help but sense that the figure before him seemed sad, depressed, and lonely.

He could usually read people like a book and figure out exactly what someone was thinking, yet this hooded figure made it a challenge for him to do so.

Jisung studied the figure's face for any signs of emotion, but nothing. It was like an emotionless statue. It was almost as if there was a lost soul, trapped in the body of a terrifying creature.

Yet the boy could feel its sadness and despair within, thus began to empathize with it.

Then it dawned upon him that this visitant was a representation of himself, like a mirror in a way, which was there to remind him that he was the lost and imprisoned soul, trapped in the body of an ominous phantom.

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This is some dark shit-
I originally wrote this for an essay but I liked it too much not to post it 😌

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