*Three Years Later* It's been three years since I left him. I felt free from him. I barely thought about him. I didn't ever want to see him again. And I hope I never do. I erased him out of my life. But are memories permanently erased? I walked around the city of Seoul. I moved far away from where Yoongi was. I can finally live the rest of my life. Without him. Til my phone rang. I looked at the caller ID.
Rất tiếc! Hình ảnh này không tuân theo hướng dẫn nội dung. Để tiếp tục đăng tải, vui lòng xóa hoặc tải lên một hình ảnh khác.
I accept the call and what I heard made my heart drop. "Hello." I said. "I told you that I'd find you babygirl." I gasp. "Y-Yoongi." I mumbled. "Now no one will pull us apart." I quickly hung up. How did he find me?! No it's not possible. Then I got a text.
Rất tiếc! Hình ảnh này không tuân theo hướng dẫn nội dung. Để tiếp tục đăng tải, vui lòng xóa hoặc tải lên một hình ảnh khác.
No he can't be here! I then turn around and I gasp when I saw Yoongi smirking at me from a mile away from me! I shriek and I started pushing past people trying to escape. I turn around to see him speed walking towards me. I went faster trying to escape him. I asked people for help but no one helped me. They just ignored me like I wasn't there. He was right behind me I could feel him present from behind me but I didn't dare to look back. I quickly ran and I could feel him chasing after me. I then came across an alley. I knew it wasn't the best idea but I still went. I didn't see him. I lost him. Or so I thought. I then moved away slowly. I then felt a presence behind me. Then the feeling of hands on my waist. "Found you kitty."
