save me| kth✔(editing)

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narrator

you sat in your room, suddenly the blank white wall becoming more interesting than your own life.

saviour. evil. possession.

the only three words that roamed around in your brain.

how you wished you had a normal life.

but not everything that you wish for comes true right?

jolting away from your pondering, you saw your sister leaning at the doorframe.

"i've been calling out to you since the past few minutes."

you blinked lazily, wanting to roll your eyes.

this whole thing was changing your attitude towards life, or the people around you. and you did not want that.

they're not the ones to be held accountable for what you can see.

so they aren't accountable for your tiredness and frustration too.

"i'm sorry. i was thinking."

"care to explain what happened yesterday?"

you shook your head.

"nothing. just got fatigued and fainted."

she raised her brow, not wanting to believe you.

"it's not–related to that stuff right?"

stuff.

that bugged you.

stuff? was seeing dead just some random stuff now?

you nodded.

"yeah. nothing related to that stuff."

joohyun's face fell hearing the irritation in your voice.

"bae, you're not fine, talk to us. if not our parents then at least talk to hoseok and i? any of the boys? jeongguk? taehyung? yeoubi? this thing will kill you in the inside. you need to let it out. i know there's something you're hiding–"

"joohyun, chill. i'm fine. just a bit tired."

your sister shut her mouth. and for the first time you saw her looking so tired. so worn out.

the annual event was already draining her out, and the murderer thing was like a cherry on top.

a cherry no one was enjoying.

for a moment, you both stared at each other.

for the first time, the sister telepathy not working.

tears threatened your eyes. you wanted to run to her, hug her so tight and never let go.

and you knew the same longing in her eyes.