·THANATOPHOBIA·
nobody suspects the nice boys.
or girls.
"stop talking big short stack!" i was currently being screamed at by my leader, ha sooyoung. i didnt do much to get to this point. all i said was something nice.
"let get it!" thats it.
more supporting evidence that im the one person nobody exactly likes in this club but they refuse to fire me because of my 'sex appeal' to all genders.
during the school days we always pretend like we dont know eachother. its always been that way.
anyways back to the point.
"you cant even make a proper drink anymore whats wrong with you!"
im not supposed to be a bartender but we are gonna leave that unspoken. "all your good for is dancing on that fucking poll and worrying!"
smart.
i couldnt help but smile up at her.
"ugh! get on stage and dont speak to me for the rest of the night!"
thats all i actually remember.
it felt like school started as soon as i walked to my stage.
to many kids.
too many secrets.
im labeled as a 'nerd' which is a good way to lay low. nobody suspects to see me at any clubs and makeup helps alot just in case.
the weather outside has been quite strange lately. it mostly seems to be getting more foggy and 'dusty'.
and cold. dont forget cold.
in the past month that this has been happening. news reports keep going out about missing people and its really unsettling.
it didnt really matter until na jaemin went missing. he was my best friend and he disappeared without a trace. he seemed slightly sick the last few days i saw him. thats what worries me.
he wouldnt just leave me.
probably.
my teacher snapped his fingers in front of my face. i seemed to have zoned out. i smiled at him and looked out the window.
the fog was thicker.
i placed my hand against the window and of course it was cold.
i kept thinking about where jaemin could possibly be.
it takes me a while to walk home. its really hard to see through the fog.
i open the door and im not greeted by my cousin.
"im home!" and i hear an annoyed grumble from the food closet. when i walk to open the door im suddenly pulled in. "what were you thinking!" she whisper screamed. son hyejoo my cousin was forced to live with my me and my parents when i was eight all because she said she wanted to be a tattoo artist.
which she currently is.
"what are you talking about!" i also whisper screamed and my heart started beating faster. im scared of the dark and she refused to let me turn on the light. i couldnt see her but she sounded like she was crying.
"somethings wrong and i dont know what going on but you need to be quiet." she whispered and put her hand on my cheek and i heard footsteps running around upstairs. "wheres my mom and dad."
"upstairs." her voice was shaky and hard to understand. she pulled out her phone flashlight that wasnt as bright and pulled me to sit in the corner of the closet with her. "why arent they in here?"
