"Mommy, there's a boy in my closet and he's scaring me," Yoongi cries, small hands clenching his mother's shirt. "There's no one there, Yoongi. He's not real. Go to sleep." Except he is. Yoongi looks at the closet to see the boy's huge eyes staring at him. Oh, he's real. Warnings!! This story will feature dark content and dark characters. Please read the tags and make sure you're okay with all of them before proceeding.