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Always Find You

Taehyung x reader | pg15 | oneshot | soulmate au | strangers to lovers | friends to lovers | angst | fluff | mentions of death | cigarette smoking | swearing

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Again and again Taehyung has seen you appear before him, and again and again you’re never within his grasp. No matter where you go, what life you live, he’ll always find you. 

To @crazy4myself I’m your secret admirer :) I truly hope you like this fic. I know I told you that I had something planned based off everything you told me, but I couldn’t help but write this, and the time crunching is totally my fault because I do not know what planning is lol. But I hope you like it and I really enjoyed our conversations even though school was just kicking my ass lol. Happy Valentine’s Day! ♡

When Taehyung first saw you, he forgot how to breathe.

You stand on the balcony looking out onto the hundreds of knights pledging their lives to your family. He is one of those knights. 

Your hair is up in a perfect bun, the crown shining brightly at the top of your head, but your smile—God when you smile it’s like his whole world is brighter than it’s ever been. Your father—the king, is speaking to the crowd below him. He’s loud, encouraging, speaking with so much motivation that he knows His Royal Highness is so well versed in this that there’s no emotion in them anymore. 

They’re all sent off to a worthless war and nearly less than half comeback to tell the tale. It’s just an endless cycle until all kingdoms stop fighting for land. It’s a cycle Taehyung happened to be born into. A simple commoner who was chosen to fight for his king. 

His eyes avert back to you, watching you as you remain stoic and beautiful. He wonders if he were born into a higher class, would you notice him? Would those mysterious eyes meet his one day? Would you smile his way? Would he be your first pick over the huge line of suitors wanting to take your hand even though he has nothing?

“The kingdom and its people are forever grateful for your heroic actions to protect us!” the king bellows, his hand outstretched towards his knights as if he’s blessing them all before their deaths. 

The men yell in response as they march forward, through the gate and towards the enemy line. As he follows, Taehyung manages to get one last glance towards you, your radiant smile sending a chill down his spine. It’s all the encouragement he needs to march forward and fight this damn fight. 

Taehyung never made it back home that day. 

When Taehyung was a kid, his dad told him the stories of soulmates. A story that when two soulmates meet, their fate is sealed with a kiss. A kiss that binds them together forever. Taehyung always thought that story was ridiculous. A kiss sealing the two? 

He thought it was even more ridiculous when his dad added, “When two soulmates do not seal their destiny with a kiss, their life is repeated. When they die, they are reincarnated and are set to find their soulmates once again. This cycle is repeated over and over again until they’re together.” 

He would laugh at the story his father always told him until one day he saw you. 

You’re wearing a black and white polka dot dress, your small heels clicking against the concrete floor as you run, a book clutched to your chest. You look excited, your eyes shining more brightly than they did when you looked out across the sea of knights ready for war. Taehyung never believed in soulmates until that day. Until that day where he saw you for the second time in his life, a memory he always thought was a dream became his past life.

He wonders where you’re heading. To school maybe? The building is in that general direction. What are you like in class? With that excited look on your face, he’s guessing you’re the first one to raise your hand when the teacher asks a question. The kind of student who writes almost everything down so that you can go over it after class when you’re home. You might be the kind of person who prefers to study and learn new things rather than play with the other kids. 

He wishes he can go to school. To see what you’re like personally. Yet he can’t. Taehyung learns what he can from his mom when he’s not working. It seems like in this lifetime, Taehyung has to make ends meet. 

Taehyung wants to meet you. He wants to meet the person who may be his soulmate—who he wants to be his soulmate. He’s seen you before, and here you are again… this is fate right?

“Taehyung! Get back to work,” his boss yells, lifting a rock almost twice Taehyung’s size up and onto the wooden barrel.

“Yes Sir,” he calls back, grabbing a rock heavier than his own weight to place into the barrel that is one rock away from breaking. 

Would he want to kiss you in this lifetime? In this lifetime where your life is so much better than his? Where you can find a better suitor than him that will take care of you because he’s better than Taehyung? What if you already found someone? Is it too late for him to meet you? 

What if you’re not his soulmate, but someone who is sent to make him believe you are? What if in every life he lives, you’re there to torment him? 

Soulmates are stupid. They don’t exist—

“Taehyung watch out!” 

Soulmates are stupid… right?

When he sees you again, Taehyung learns your name. Y/N. 

He’s never heard such a beautiful name in his entire life. Your name makes his heart race, and your voice…

He finally gets to meet you—see you closer than he has before. See the details in your eyes, the way they gleam when you talk about something you love. The way a blush tint crosses your face when you realize you’ve been talking for too long. 

You’re perfect. 

Everything about you is perfect to him. He wants to be with you already. He’s seen you in so many of his past lives, learning a thing here and there, but now you’re here. Sitting across from him in your yellow dress, your hands clutching onto it as you watch the bottle spin round and round. 

Will it land on him? Will today be the day your fates are sealed? 

The bottle slows, his heart practically in his throat as the bottle finally comes to a stop. Butterflies erupt in his stomach as he glances up at you from the bottle that is pointing at him. He can see that cute blush tint on your cheeks as you meet his eyes. 

He’ll make you happy. He’ll give you everything you want if it means he can see that smile everyday for the rest of his life. He’ll work ten times harder to give you the life you deserve—nothing will stand in his way. 

The crowd cheers as the two of you lean towards one another, but their cheers are soon tuned out by the rapid beating of his heart. He can feel your warm breath hitting his lips, your nose brushing against his own. 

“The cops are coming!” 

He no longer feels your breath against his skin. 

“Fuck,” he mutters, head hanging low in defeat. 

Why is fate toying with him?

Jumping to his feet, Taehyung runs with the crowd of frightened and excited teens up the stairs towards the kitchen and out the kitchen door that leads to the backyard. No cops have entered the backyard yet, so he can just hop a few fences and be in the clear. 

“Damn shame you didn’t get that kiss,” Zane says, placing a hand on Taehyung’s shoulder in sympathy. “That would have been one helluva kiss.” 

Taehyung sighs, “No kidding.” 

“We better leave before the cops show up,” Zane says, running ahead and over the fence with ease. 

Of course he makes it look easy. He’s the school’s star athlete, but Taehyung on the other hand…

Getting a running start, Taehyung grabs onto the fence, jumping as high as he can, throwing one leg over the fence. His other leg, on the other hand, hits the fence, causing him to lose his grip and sends him to the ground, landing on his back. Taehyung lets out a low groan, lying still as he regains his ability to breathe. 

Zane leans over him, a smug grin plastered on his damn face. “For someone who fights a lot, you sure don’t know how to land on your feet.” 

“Shut the hell up,” Taehyung mutters, taking Zane’s extended hand as he gets up. The sound of sirens are loud and clear, yelling is faint but there. 

“Put that stamina to good use, Tae,” Zane says before taking off. 

Taehyung got away like usual. With how often he’s had run ins with the police, he might as well be an expert in getaways. That’s no life he should be living if this is the life he completes with you. He needs to do better—be better for you.

Tossing the extinguished cigarette along with the pile, Taehyung walks past the library building with a direction in mind. If you’re not in the library like he originally thought, that means you’re somewhere on campus chatting with your friends or alone, letting the warm rays of sun keep you warm on this breezy day. 

Rounding the corner, Taehyung stops dead in his tracks, his heart dropping to his stomach. Zane breaks the kiss, a familiar blush tint gracing its presence across your face as you look down in embarrassment. Zane grins as he caresses your cheek—the cheek that only Taehyung is meant to touch. 

Once again, you’re taken away from him. 

“So it’s a date then?” Zane asks, his tone full of pride it makes Taehyung sick. What pride does he get out of this for taking someone else’s soulmate away from them?

“It’s a date,” you mutter, the smallest smile showing on your lips. 

Taehyung doesn’t stick around to see your lips meet Zane’s again. He doesn’t stick around for the next class to start. 

He’s tired. 

He’s tired of being born over and over again. He’s tired of seeing you within his grasp only to be taken away from him. He’s tired of going through family after family—each family slowly being forgotten—so many memories blurring together that he doesn’t know which parent belongs to which life.

But he knows one thing. His dad is a liar. Whichever one told him of soulmates is a liar. They’re not real. Having a soulmate is bull shit. There’s no binding, no happily ever after. Everything is a lie. The only thing Taehyung is living a life where he sees the one person he believes to be his soulmate taunt him with the idea of being together. 

“Damnit,” he cries, furiously wiping away the tears that never seem to stop falling. 

He wants to be happy, why is that so hard to ask for?

Taehyung feels the warm rays of the sun warm his face, the sounds of people chatting, and a few birds chirping as he slowly begins to wake up. He wonders how long he’s been sleeping. A few minutes? Hours? Either way, after a whole day of cram studying, that rest was definitely needed. 

He opens his eyes to a slit, shutting them close from the bright sun. He sits up, resting his elbows on the table and rubbing his eyes of sleep. “Morning, sunshine,” a voice next to him says as he turns to look at the figure. 

You don’t bother looking at him as your eyes travel from your textbook to your notes. “How long was I out?” he asks you in a gravelly tone. 

“Not sure. I’ve been here for about fifteen minutes, so more than that,” you answer, flipping to the next page to continue your notes. Taehyung rests his chin on his hand, watching you work diligently. 

He wonders how much longer fate will toy with him. Life after life he’s watching you slip through his fingers. He’s tried different approaches to getting you, and each attempt was a joke. Heartache after heartache. 

This time… he could just laugh at how fucked up fate is. 

In this life, Taehyung grew up to be your best friend since the two of you were infants. Your mom has been friends with his mom since they were in college. The two of you are inseparable. Wherever you go, he’s right behind you. Taehyung has been with you through it all. From when you lost your favorite toy, to your first ever heartache. Everything you’ve been through, and you’re still a fighter. 

He admires you and in love with you. There’s the smallest chance that this life will be his last. Maybe he’ll finally be your soulmate like he’s meant to be. He wants to—oh how he wants to be. 

“What are you staring at?” you ask, bringing him out of his thoughts. 

He blinks a few times, watching you stare at him with curious eyes. “Do you believe in soulmates?” he finally questions. 

You frown in confusion. “Soulmates? Where’d that come from?”

He shrugs, dropping his hand from his chin and leans back in his seat. “Just curious.” 

You don’t remember him. In all your lives you two have had, never once did you recognize him. He wonders, if you remembered, would you kiss him? Would things change if you remembered? 

You’re quiet for a moment, thinking about his question, eyes drifting off somewhere he believes is your own world. You tap your pencil against your notebook, the small beat matching his heart. “I do,” you begin, setting your pencil down, “I believe you can have multiple soulmates in your life. Sometimes you can look at a stranger and just know they’re going to be very important to you in the near future, and I love moments like that.” You look to him again. “I think you’re my twin flame,” you add, that adorable blush gracing your cheeks. 

“Twin flame?” he questions. What’s a twin flame? Why are you blushing? Is it embarrassing? What the hell is a twin flame? 

“Well would you look at the time,” you start, suddenly changing the subject, “I’m gonna be late for class if I don’t leave now.” He watches you rise from your seat, collecting your belongings as you rush to leave. 

“You can’t just leave without telling me what a twin flame is, Y/N,” he tells you, trying to grab something of yours so that you don’t leave, but you’re quicker than he is. “Why were you blushing? Is it something embarrassing? What does it mean,” he complains, watching you leave him alone at the table. “Y/N!” he calls, groaning when you don’t turn around. 

He never got you to explain what a twin flame is, and it slips his mind to just look it up. It’s not that hard for him to get easily distracted by you. Especially when he’s head over heels in love with you. 

You leap onto his back with little time for him to catch you. You wrap your arms around his neck as you nestle your head on his shoulder. “Thanks for walking me home, Tae,” you tell him. 

“I think you mean ride,” he corrects, hoisting you higher so that he has a better hold of you. 

You giggle in response before going silent. Nothing is said between the two of you as Taehyung walks the two of you towards your house. He feels you grip him a little tighter before breaking the silence, “Do you believe in soulmates?”

Taehyung almost stops in his tracks, but he manages to keep going, never showing a small change in his pace. If you knew the lives he’s lived, the different ways he’s met you…

“I want to,” he answers. 

“What’s keeping you from believing?”

He’s quiet for a moment. How does he tell you it’s because every time he sees you, you don’t see him? How does he tell you that he’s been in love with you for as long as he can remember, and that every life you two have lived, you were never his?

“What if in our past lives, we were never soulmates? What if we crossed paths, but never met the way we are supposed to?” Taehyung looks left then right before crossing the street. “There’s no real sign in knowing who your soulmate is.” 

You hum in response, but that hum tells him that you think differently and that you’re about to tell him he’s wrong. And he’s right because you say, “I think if you’ve met your soulmate in your past lives, then they are your soulmate. It just wasn’t the time to be with them. Fate is just waiting for that perfect moment before you two find each other again.” 

Taehyung scoffs, “You and I are completely different, Y/N.” 

You giggle as he helps you down from his back, the two of you stand in front of your house. “Everyone has a soulmate, Tae.” You dig in your bag for your keys, looking through each key for your house key. “And as my twin, you’ll always find me, right?” You look up to meet his gaze. 

He frowns in slight confusion, but answers, “I’ll always find you.” 

You smile at him, and the world around him seems to stop. “I’m glad to hear that.” 

A few days have passed since Taehyung last saw you. You told him you’ll be busy with an assignment that’s due this Sunday, so Taehyung agrees to let you have your space. 

It’s Sunday and Taehyung is sitting at the usual meeting spot on campus. He’s surprised there are quite a lot of people on campus when it’s a Sunday and Valentine’s Day to be exact. It’s the day of love, a day Taehyung has experienced way too many times. 

He stares off in the direction you should be coming from, complete boredom etched onto his face as he waits for you. You better get an A if you’re making him wait for you on campus...on a weekend. As he begins to close his eyes, a shadowed figure appears in his peripheral. Taehyung turns in the direction of the figure to see a familiar face. A familiar face with no name coming to mind. 

“Hey, I thought I’d find you here,” she says, twirling her blonde hair with her fingers. 

“Ah, yeah. Just waiting for Y/N,” he replies. What is her name?

She nods. “Then we have time to talk real quick before Y/N gets here.” 

Taehyung gestures to the seat across from him. “What’s up?”

The blonde takes the offer and sits across from Taehyung, looking nervous suddenly. “We’ve known each other for a while, and during that time we’ve known each other, you’ve been a great guy. You’re kind, funny, very good looking”—there’s no way this is going where he thinks it’s going—”and during that time, I’ve grown to have feelings for you.” She fidgets in her seat like some lovesick teenager. “I really like you and I was wondering if you would like to go out sometime,” she rushes, looking down then back up to Taehyung. 

This is a first. In all his lives, no one has ever confessed their feelings towards him.

“Um.” He clears his throat. “I’m flattered, but there’s someone else I’ve been chasing my entire life.” 

“Oh,” she mutters, looking dejected as she looks down. “She’s a lucky girl.” 

Taehyung wants to laugh. If only she knew. 

Another fifteen minutes go by and he grows tired of waiting for you. Grabbing his phone, Taehyung begins his search for you at the building you said you would be at. He searches high and low, but you’re not there. 

Where the hell are you?

Thinking of all the places you can be, Taehyung begins his search all over campus. It takes him almost half an hour of searching when he finally finds you. His anger is on a whole new level when he reaches you. 

Your back is to him, but he finds you sitting on a bench practically at the edge of campus. “Why didn’t you answer your phone? I’ve been looking for you for half an hour, Y/N,” Taehyung says, frustration clearly evident in his tone. 

You jump from the sudden break in silence. You don’t turn around to look at him, so he goes to take a seat across from you, but when he sees you, his anger is gone and is replaced with concern and confusion. “Have you been crying?”

“No,” you lie.

“Y/N,” he begins, waiting for your gaze to meet his, “I’ve known you for our entire lives. I know when you’ve been crying. Did you get a bad grade on your assignment?” he asks, leaning forward to rest his elbows on his knees. 

“I’m surprised you found me,” you confess, trying to change the subject. 

Taehyung isn’t having it. “I told you I’ll always find you. So you failed and that’s why you’re crying?”

You sniffle and scoff, “I wish that was it.” 

Taehyung sighs in slight frustration. “Then what is it?” You’re silent for a while, avoiding his gaze. “Y/N,” he says more firmly. He’s not playing these games today.

You groan in your own frustration. “It’s this stupid guy,” you finally answer. 

Taehyung wants to leave. Of course it is. Of course fate isn’t done playing with him. 

“What? Did he reject you on Valentine’s Day? Should I go kick his ass?” Fuck fate. Fuck soulmates. Fuck all of this!

“If you can kick your own ass then go right ahead,” you reply in an aggrieved tone. 

Taehyung is frozen, your words not registering in his head. “What?”

“Oh my God”—you jump to your feet in pure frustration—”it’s you! You’re the stupid guy!” 

Taehyung rises to his feet as well. “Me? What’d I do?” What the hell are you talking about?

“I sometimes wonder how you can be so oblivious, or maybe I’m not good at showing how I feel.” You run a hand through your hair, that familiar tint of blush growing on your face. “I’m in love with you, Tae—hell, I think I’ve been in love with you since we were kids. But then I saw Stasia with you, and I heard her asking you out and-and I just couldn’t stand by and watch another person try and win you over when I’ve been standing beside you for years!”

It’s like everything fell of deaf ears after he heard the word “love”. You’re in love with him. You love him. Is this a joke? It can’t be right? Because after what felt like hundreds of lives—life after life of just chasing you, has he finally caught up with you? Is this it?

“—I mean she’s beautiful and funny and talented. I would go out with her, too, if i were you. Anyone would be lucky—” 

In a few quick strides, Taehyung is in front of you, his hands cupping your cheeks and bringing your face up to look at him. There’s a look of shock on your face, but he can’t hold back any longer. He brings his lips to yours, and after a few seconds, you kiss him back. 

Taehyung had always wondered if soulmates are real. He always wondered if kissing your soulmate would bind two people together. He always thought it was a tale, but as he kisses you, he feels like the clock within him finally begins to tick. Like his life is finally beginning. His life with you is beginning. No more being reborn. No more chasing. 

He finally caught up to you. 

Tears stream down Taehyung's face as you break the kiss. "What's wrong?" you ask with worry in your tone. 

Taehyung shakes his head, opening his eyes to meet yours. "I've waited so long for you." 

You give him a small smile, wiping away the tears. "I'm sorry it took me so long." He shakes his head again and kisses you. It doesn't matter how long he'd have to wait. 

If it's you, he'll wait a lifetime.

The mystery of the myth.

Pairing:- Jimin X Araceli.

Disclaimer:- This is a prompt dedicate to @heejinnien, I hope you enjoy this! This Oneshot is in Araceli P.O.V. If your artwork is used in this edit, please contact me so that I can take it down/ credit you since I found all the images used in this edit from Pinterest.

Genre:- Fluff, mystery, paranormal, high school au, playboy!Jimin.

Warning:- Mention of murders, mention of cannibalism, mental asylum, mention of experiment on humans, paranormal stuff, cursed Jungkook.

Okay, you are not like those girls that goes 'I aM not lIkE tHe oThEr gIrlS' you just hate the popular boys and girls in your high school, why? You don't know, maybe you just hate that they are popular while you are just...you.

It's not like you don't have friends, you do and they are very loyal and nice.

You looked up, startled as the other class start to come to your classroom.

"What's happening?" You asked as you put your backpack on the table that is beside you to save a sit for your best friend.

"Oh? Don't you hear it? From now on, our class and class A-2 will be combined." Your other friend said as she looks at the student filling the classroom.

"Class A-2? Why that class?" You slouched against your seat, you hate that class, it where most of the popular students are from.

"I don't know, ask the teacher girl." Said your friend as she turned her back to you.

"Move your backpack, girl." You looked up to the owner of the voice and made a eye contact with none other than Jimin.

"Why should I?" If he had asked you nicely or even asked you to move your backpack, you may have done that but instead, he chooses to be a jerk and order it as if he owns the school. If he is going to like a jerk then you will act like a bitch too.

The whole class was staring at you both as the tension between both of you grow intense, "Jimin! Why don't you sit with us?! Come here!" Taehyung dragged Jimin behind you as both of you shot each other death glare. He sat behind you and you can still feel his gaze on you. You suddenly stood up as if you are a robot and went out of your class.

"Wait-where are you going, Ara?!" Your friend yelled.

"I am going to see if that idiot is here or not!" Just as you were about to sprint down that hallway that also connects to your class through a window, you bumped into someone. You were about to lose your balance but that guy caught you in time by your waist. You looked at him and he was handsome but you saw him around your school.

You looked shocked at him as he was just as shocked when you heard a whistle, "Look like someone got a boyfriend!" You looked around and then you spot her, your best friend, who was busy clicking photos of you two. Both of you quickly let go of each other.

"Shut up and stop taking photos of us!" You yelled at her as you hit her which she in return hit you back.

"I am so sorry, I didn't saw you there!" You bowed 90° degree, "Oh! No, it's umm fine." You both laughed awkwardly.

Your best friend dragged you to your usual seat. The whole classroom was staring at you as you glared at them.

That guy came inside the classroom and the student of class A-2 start to whisper as they not so subtle look at him. Strange. He went to seat at the last desk, your eyes followed him, something about that guy is off. He suddenly looked up and made straight eye contact with you, you smile at him and he smiled back. The moment between both of you didn't go unnoticed by your best friend and other people in the class. From the corner of your eyes, you can see Jimin rolling his eyes.

"Students-! Oh? Seems like your class got combined with class A-2." Your homeroom teacher chuckled as she know how much your class hate to get combine with other class, especially class A-2.

"Good morning, Miss Kim." Your classmate stood up to do a 90° degree bow to your teacher as a creating while the student of the class A-2 just stare at you all as if you all are doing something strange.

"Don't you guys have some respect to Miss Kim?!" One of your classmates asked loudly, the other slowly start to bow.

Your teacher sighed at their laziness, "Sit down, class!"

"So, look we are having a meeting so you have a free period so do your pending work and be quiet." The teacher informed all of you.

"Oh, and can someone go and get somethings from the storage room? Jimin, Araceli and Jungkook go to the storage area and find these stuff. The list is long so don't hurry that much, Y/N I trust you to not let Jimin wander around." You nodded as you pushed your self out of your seat and took the list from her hand. So his name is Jungkook. All of you start walking out as you signed, "Man, this list is long. And why are there so many random things on this list?" You complained as you were reading the list. Jimin and Jungkook looked over your shoulder as their body towers you, both of them taller than you.

All of you stopped as you arrived at the storeroom, you feel shivers run down your body.

"So, Jimin why don't you go and take the cleaning supplies out of that closet, wait- why is the closet out of the storeroom?" You question as you looked at the closet that was outside the storage room.

"Could you stop complaining about every God damn thing?" Jimin groans in frustration as he went to the closet. You ignored his comment and enter the storeroom, following Jungkook.

"Jungkook, can you go and take the crafting supplies from behind that shelf?" Jungkook nodded, looking uneasy. You start to look for the books that were supposed to be this storeroom. The storeroom used to be a library but they made it into storage after a myth started that this library is haunted, the teacher always chooses you to do this kind of work since you don't believe in this stuff and the fact that you are also the leader of the supernatural club that you created as a joke.

Your body suddenly stands straight as the door of the storeroom slammed shut, must be Jimin pulling some prank on you. You rolled your eyes at his childish behaviour, goosebumps raised on your body as the temperature in the room suddenly dropped.

"Agh-agh." You heard someone groan, not just someone, it was Jungkook! You rushed at the shelf he was supposed to be in since it sounded like he was in pain.

"OH MY GOD! JUNGKOOK!" You rushed to him as he was struggling to breathe on the floor, you grabbed him as you yelled for Jimin.

"Jimin! Jimin, come inside! Something is happening to Jungkook!! JIMIN!" You screamed on top of your lung. You looked at the shelves that were making noise as if they were about to fall. You dragged Jungkook with you, struggling as you do so, to the door so that you can open it. Shit, my phone is inside my locker.

You screamed as the shelves start to fall, you feel a sharp pain in your arm but you ignored it as the door suddenly opens and Jimin pulled you and Jungkook out with a concerned look. All of the shelves collapsed as you breathe heavily.

"Wha-what happened to Jungkook?!" Jimin asked.

"I don't know, we have to take him to the nurse! He can't breathe and I think he is going to having a seizure! JIMIN DO SOMETHING! HE IS GOING TO DIE!" You cried out as Jungkook struggle to breathe. We hear some hurried footsteps coming towards us but we were too busy panicking to notice them, in our panicked state your hand hit Jungkook's chest at full force making him gasps in a breath as he was no longer choking. Please don't do that to someone who is struggling to breathe.

"What is happening he- Oh MY GOD! WHAT HAPPENED?!" It was one of our teachers, Jungkook coughed as you lean against Jimin for some kind of support.

"I don't know, the-they were screaming coming from inside so I-" Jimin sentence was cut short as Jungkook fainted.

"We need to get him to the school nurse!" We all rushed to the school infirmary as Jimin and our P.E. teacher carried Jungkook. Your ear starts to ring as you think you heard something or rather someone, whispering something like 'kill they', maybe your ears are just ringing or it's your imagination.

At the infirmary, Jungkook was getting a checkup to see what happened to him while you and Jimin laid in other beds," Jimin? Did you, perhaps locked the door?" You whispered-asked Jimin as you remembered the door closing.

"What? Why would I do that? I thought you did that!" He whispered back, you can clearly remember the door closing as if someone slammed it shut. You can also remember that you saw a pale hand choking Jungkook, you are confident that what you saw what real and not a hallucination or your imagination.

You were pulled out of your chain of thought as the nurse asked, "Are you injured too, honey?" You looked at her, she was maybe in her mid-30s wearing a lab coat over her normal clothes. You shook your head as she smiled at you gently. "You have a cut on your hand, honey." You looked at your arm and there was a cut on your arm, it was didn't bleed that much but you are just wondering how in the world you didn't notice that? Were you that panicked that you didn't even notice that your arm was got a cut? The nurse gently took your arm and put the rubbing alcohol on it, you hissed in pain. You saw Jimin looking at you with an unreadable expression from the corner of your eyes.

Later that day, you were walking around your neighbourhood thinking about what happened today. You still can't figure what if what you saw what true or it was your imagination. The nurse told you that Jungkook got a panic attack but...what about the fingerprint on his neck? When you looked at him, you can see handprint on his neck. You sighed and rub your face with your hand, "Agh, I should not think about all that stuff right now, I am getting stressed." You keep walking around and eventually, you end up in a park. There was no one in the park at this time, it was not that late but still, it was around 10 pm. You stopped walking as you heard something behind you. You turned around but there was no one there. Strange. You turned back around only to flinch, there was a boy in front of you, wearing all black. You couldn't see his face because of his hoodie, the boy tilts his creepy. You step back as the boy started walking towards you. "Don-Don't come near me!" You fell backwards and throw a rock at him, but instead, it bounced off. There was a shield that was separating you both when the rock collides with it, the impact left a few electronic waves in the invisible shield making it visible. The boy touched the shield. You ran away at full speed towards your apartment while looking behind at that boy who was still looking at the space where you were a moment ago. You ran outside the park but you bumped into someone. "Look where you are goin- Araceli?" You look up at the person you bumped in, "Jimin, who is this?" The girl beside him questioned, his arm was around her waist. The girl was pretty, big rounded eyes, plump lips, a small face with bright red hair that suits her. You breathe heavily as you looked behind you to check if that boy was following you or not, he was not following. Thank God. You glance at Jimin, "I am his classmate, bye!" You quickly said as you were about to run again when Jimin grab your wrist making you look at him. "Are you okay, Araceli? You look as if you just saw a ghost." Jimin concern look almost made you spill out what just happen, almost. "Nothing, I am absolutely fine! Bye!" You ran in the direction of your apartment.

You leaned against the railing of the staircase when you reached your apartment building. Why does everything strange is happening today? What is it? Friday 13th? You sighed at your thoughts. Maybe I am cursed or something? That makes a lot of sense, yeah. You shooked your head to get rid of your thoughts. You begin to walk up the stairs, your phone ringed as 'Mom' showed up on your screen. You picked up the call. "Yes, mom. I am at the stairs, yeah, I am just about to reach-hello? Mom?" You looked at your phone as the call got disconnected. "Huh? What the?" You looked around as the light flickered. A mirror caught your eyes as you walk closer to it, in the reflection you can only see your self, which was normal but there is something about the mirror that is drawing you closer and closer to it as if the mirror is hypnotizing you. You walked towards it until you were in front of it, you keep looking at it as the light keep flickering. The lights went off as the darkness consume you. When the lights came back there was the same boy behind you, you flinched back but the boy grabbed you by your arm. "Wh-who are you?" You asked the boy as you turned around, your heartbeat was so fast that you thought you might get a heart attack. He took off his hoodie revealing his face as he smiled at you sadly, almost as if he was sad by your question.

"You don't remember me, do you?" You shook your head, you are sure you would remember a handsome face like his. He sighed as if it was felt psychically pain from your answer.

"You might not remember me but...we...nevermind. If you ever need my help, just say my name, okay?" His gaze fell on your injured arm. "Give me your arm." You gave him your arm as he touched your injury. You watched him in shock as the bandage fell from your arm, the cut...it was gone! You touched the place where the cut was and there was not even a scar. "What? How?" He smiled at you.

"I have to go. Remember whenever you need me just say my name." He was about to leave when you asked, "But what's your name?" He looked at you with an unreadable expression.

"Mike." With that, he walked down the stair, you followed after him but he disappeared just like he appeared.

"What the hell just happened? Was he a ghost or something?"

That night you were not able to sleep as the events that happened that day keep playing in your mind like a broken cassette player. You were walking like a zombie, looking like a zombie and well, acting like a zombie. You have dark eye bags under your eyes, hair messed up like a birds nest. You rest your head against your desk as the teacher keep teaching whatever she was. Jimin kicked your chair from behind so you lift your chair slightly and put the leg of your chair on his foot. He groaned in pain but then covered it up by coughing when the teacher glanced at him. You are in no mood to be needed with.

"Miss Araceli, this is my class, not your house to sleep in!" The teacher said when her gaze falls on your half-asleep form. You lift your head and the teacher gasp, "Oh my God, what happened to you? Why are you looking like a zombie? G-go back to sleep." You nodded and went back to sleep but Jimin tapped your shoulder lightly, "Araceli, can you please take your chair off my foot, please?" You did it since he was practically begging you. With that, you went back to the dreamland.

-Time skipped to when you are awake-

The teacher was telling all of you to make a big team for the team project which he hasn't told you about what is it. Everyone made a team including you, your team consists of You, your best friend, Taehyung, Jimin- wait, Taehyung and Jimin?!

"Wait! What are you guys doing here?" You asked while pointing at the whole members of BTS.

"Umm, making a team?" Taehyung said, well more like asked.

"With us?" You glared at them, your eye bags, messy hair made you look at a mad person.

"Ara, let them." Your best friend glared at you, "But-" she sighed. "Ara."

"Fine." You pouted but accept your defeat.

"Has everyone made a group?" Everyone said yes.

"Oh? Jungkook? Why are you alone?"

"Oh...um...everyone else made up a team before I even got the chance to ask anyone." You looked at where he was sitting all alone while others have made a group. You feel bad for him.

"Why does everyone always leave him out?" You asked.

"Don't you know? There are rumours that he is cursed, everyone who talked to him gets haunted by a ghost. His friend all stopped talking to him after getting haunted by the ghost." Hoseok explained as all of you listen intensely. "Seriously? What kind of reason is that? Haunted my foot." You rolled your eyes, he can't be cursed, right?

"Does anyone want Jungkook in their team?" The room fell silent as Jungkook look down. Poor guy.

"It's fine, Mr Wang. I can manage on my own." You looked at Jungkook, he was looking down. "No Jungkook, it's a group project." Mr Wang looked at the class in annoyance.

"I will give you an extra 5 marks if you take Jungkook in your team." No answer. You start to feel bad for him so you raise your hand. "Teacher! We can take Jungkook in!" Your best friend and BTS member looked at you as if you are crazy. "Very good, Araceli!"

"Will I still be getting my extra marks?" Mr Wang nodded and motioned Jungkook to join your combined tables.

Silence fall upon your table as everyone looked everywhere except Jungkook. "Hi, I am Araceli but you can call me Ara!" You introduced yourself and urge others to do the same. After the introduction, the table falls in silence once again. You smiled at Jungkook brightly while he gave you a small smile, your friend looked at both of you while smiling creepily, Jimin just glared between you and Jungkook, Hoseok looked terrified, Namjoon and Seokjin we're whispering back and forth while Taehyung was bothering a sleeping Yoongi.

"Class, so now I will tell you all about the project! But first, Araceli can you wake Yoongi up, please?" You nodded and smack Yoongi across the head, his eyes shoot open as he glared at you while you give me a not so innocent smile.

"Thank you, Araceli. Now this project is about chronological events that happen. You can write about whatever you want but it should have evidence that confirms that those events happened. Now the events should at least be a decade old. The deadline for this project would be next month on this exact date. Have fun on this project! Bye, class!" You all bowed as he left. The next period was lunch so the other students quickly left.

"I am hungry, let go eat first before we discuss this project." You went with your best friend to grab your lunch.

When you came back to your classroom, everyone was surrounding your combined tables. You pushed past your classmates and looked at your tables. All the table has a big 'X' mark on them with red paint. You feel shivers run down your spine as you looked at the desk.

"What? What kind of prank is this?" You asked when everyone start looking at Jungkook as if he had done this. "Start cleaning your tables!" You start to clean up your table when a bloody dead crow fell on the table, you gasped and flinched back in shock.

"What the hell?! The windows are close! How does this thing come inside?!" Hoseok yelled in terror. What is happening?

That entire week strange things keep happening to all of you, every topic that your group came up with always end up getting caught on fire. You even have a call, Mike, once because you were so terrified. He gave you some crystals and made you promise to keep at least one with you all the time, you can give others one too if you want but you have to keep one with you at all cost. It even went as far as to get a warning written in ref paint, or what you like to think as red paint. That was the last straw for all of you, you are going to get answers from Jungkook. You all need to know what is going on with all the paranormal stuff with Jungkook. It was around 7 p.m. when all of you decide to man and women up and go to Jungkook's house to get some answers. After fighting all day about who is going to his house to confront him about all the paranormal stuff going around him, you all decide that it's safe if all of you go together so if Jungkook got possessed, you all can at least fight him.

Right now, all of you are in front of Jungkook house, his house looks like your typical house but something about this house is strange, as the aura around the house is very uncomfortable. "Ring the bell." You told Jimin, nudging him. Over the week you and Jimin got a lot closer, he is not that bad. "What? Why me?!" He pushed you to ring the bell. Before you can even protest the door opened, all of you stopped what they were doing and looked at the door. No one was there, Hoseok and Yoongi turned away to go back but you grab their collar, "Don't you dare, if I am going to die here then all of you have to die here as well." You said when you felt a presence behind you so you slowly turned to look at the person behind you. There he was, the one and only Jungkook staring at you darkly. You start shivering under his dark and murderous stare. "Hi..." You squeak in a week voice you as Jungkook keep staring at you. "What are you doing here?" Jungkook glared at all of you as all of them hide behind you. "Haha, ah, we...agh...are here to...umm...group project! Yeah, group project! We are here for the group project!" All of you laughed nervously as you made up an excuse. Jungkook keeps looking at you without any movement in his body, the only movement in his body was that he was blinking. Suddenly someone came behind Jungkook, "Jungkook, what are you doing at the door?" A lady maybe in her early 50s came from behind Jungkook, she smiled at you as you smiled at her awkwardly and the other who was hiding behind your back waved at her. "Are they your friends, Jungkook-ah?" She asked Jungkook nodded his head when she suddenly smacked him across the head. "Ow, what was that for?" He whined as if he was not just murdering from his stares. "For keeping your friends outside for so long and scaring them. Look how they are hiding behind this poor girl." All of you straighten up at that, you cleared your throat as you glared at the others. "Come inside," Jungkook muttered in a low voice. Why does it feel like he is inviting you to dig your own grave?

You went inside first and others followed behind quickly. "Sorry for coming uninvited." You said when you sat on the couch in Jungkook's living room. Jungkook's mom smiled and said it was a no big deal.

"I will go and make some snacks for you guys!" She went into the kitchen before you could even protest.

"Why are you guys here?" Jungkook cold stare made you more than uncomfortable, it made you terrified. Where is your shy and sweet Jungkook?

"Didn't we just told you, we are here for the project! Hahaha..." You laughed nervously.

"At this hour?" Why does he keep questioning us?

"It's was Hoseok's idea!" Hoseok looked at you, terrified.

"Umm...yeah! I thought that...it would be good if we start the pro -project as soon as possible." Hoseok grip Namjoon's hand tightly.

"But why my house?" This feels like an FBI inquiry at this point.

"My mom is out of town so if I let boys in my house my mom would kill me." You lied without missing a beat.

"My house is getting renovated so we can't do it at mine." Your best friend followed.

"I don't even live in my house I live in the dorms and my roommate is very noisy and we don't have much space." I can agree on the noisy part, Yoongi.

"And I am his roommate." Hoseok, what the...?

"I have a dog name Yeontan and he is very dangerous, he bit everyone that comes inside my house." Taehyung, if Jungkook ever saw Yeontan he would kill you for lying.

"My mom wouldn't allow me to let my friends over." Namjoon, your mom even let you throw a party...

"I have a little sister and she would ruin our project." Jin, since when did you get a little sister?

The only one left to lie was Jimin. He looked around the room nervously as if the walls would tell him what to say. "Umm, I have a girl over so my house was never an option." An awkward silence falls upon the room after hearing Jimin's lie.

"Jungkook, why don't you take your friends to your room? Here are the snacks! Oh! And if Jungkook got possess put this cross on his head, he would be fine in seconds." Jungkook's mom pushed the cross on your hand and pushed all of you towards the stairs. Man, Jungkook's mom is strong for her age.

"You guys are here to know if I am cursed or not, right?" Jungkook asked once all of you sat down on his floor. You looked at him shocked but slowly nodded your head.

He sighed and let out an Ouija board.

"This is an Ouija board also known as Spirit board. This is the cause of all the paranormal stuff going around me, I once played this with my friends but things went down when a spirit got summoned, it possessed me and from that day onward that spirit keeps following me everywhere." He explained as everyone listened intensely.

"Does the spirit said anything about why they are haunting you?" Namjoon questioned as he pulled out his laptop from his backpack.

"She said something along with the lines of 'they killed me, I want revenge, don't go near that dark demon.' And things like that. Her name was Kim Shi Ree." Namjoon's face light up when he heard the ghost's name.

"I think I might just know why she is haunting you." Namjoon start typing furiously on his laptop.

"Look! Here an article that says in 2010 a girl name Kim Shi Ree died mysteriously in our school. It says that our school might be cursed because every decade or so students die mysteriously in school. It also says that there is a devil that kill these students every decade. The school keep destroying any records of these murders so people don't find out and they pay a lot of money to the parents of the child to stay quiet." Namjoon read the article and looked up. All of us were horrified by the article.

"What the hell...the spirit might want a proper closure to her case," Jungkook muttered.

"Guys, why don't we make this into our project?" Jimin suggested.

"What? Are you stupid? You want us to make a report about the school covering up murders to our school project? They might just kill us." Yoongi have a point.

"No, there might be a chance that there might be only one person involved in this mess. We can investigate and give our project straight to the police." Jimin explained.

"But where would we begin the investigation?" You asked.

"The library! School library." Hoseok exclaimed.

"But why the library?" Jin asked.

"Well, haven't you saw in horror or investigation movies? They always find clues in the library, so we should try our luck there because of the situation we are in it feel like a movie." All of you nodded at Hoseok explanation.

"So, tomorrow at 9 a.m. in front of school since it's Sunday I think everyone is free?" Your best friend asked as everyone nodded.

"So let's go back to our home, my mom just texted me asking when I am coming home." You said while replying to your mom.

"Wait- Don't you said that your mom is out of town?" Jungkook looked at you confused. Shit.

"I lied, haha" You laughed nervously and ran out of his room.

"Bye, I gotta go! Bye, Mrs Jeon! Your cookies were great! Can I take some of them?" You asked Mrs Jeon once you reached downstairs. Others followed shortly after.

"Sure, dear!" She gave you a whole jar of cookies. "Wow, thank you, Mrs Jeon!" You hugged her and went outside.

"Bye, Mrs Jeon and Jungkook remember to meet us at 9 sharp tomorrow!" You wave at them and start walking off to your house.

That night you called Mike by calling his name, you still don't understand what the heck he is but you know for sure he is not a ghost nor a human. You asked him if he can help you find some clue and he agreed to help you as much as possible.

You stood outside the school building at 9 sharp. "Where is everyone?" You wondered when suddenly someone came behind you and screamed in your ear, "BOO!"

You flinched but didn't scream, you looked behind you and it was none other than Mike. "Seriously? I thought you were a serious guy!" You smacked his head while he laughed.

"Whose that?" There they were, your friends.

"He is my friend, wait did you guys came with each other without me telling me?"

"Well, you left before we made the plan to come together, but Araceli, you can't just tell people about things like this." Namjoon said.

"Well, I know what is happening here for quite a while now," Mike said before introducing himself, "I am Mike, Araceli's friend." He looked down at all of them since he was 6'4cm tall. He towers all of you.

"Let's start the investigation, guys." Your best friend said.

"Wait, you guy seriously think that the school will keep the records of those students out in open? Especially in the library?" Mike questioned when you stopped in front of the library.

"Umm, yeah?" You just now realize how stupid the idea was and from the look of it, it seems that others realize it now as well.

"You naive kids." Mike facepalmed himself on the forehead. "Follow me, I know where the records might be." You all followed behind him like lost puppies. Mike takes you all to the closet outside the storage room. He opened it and did something before a closet inside the closet opened, revealing old books.

"Search them thoroughly. There might be a clue in them." All of you start to read the books one by one in Jungkook's house since his mom doesn't mind all of you in her house.

"Guys! Look, I think I found the record journal." Jin told all of you as you stopped what you were doing and went to where he was sitting.

"Look at these entries." Jin flipped the page where the first entry was.

Entry one. Date:- 12-5-1960.

This is the first time I am writing a journal, I think what happened today need to be on records.

I work in a mental asylum in Central Seoul, South Korea. This asylum is well known in South Korea but there is a dark secret that I found out today. The doctors here kill the lower class patient and fed their body parts to the upper-class patient, there is a basement that is filled with the remainings of those patients, some patients are even alive when the doctors let the upper-class patient eat them. The doctors experiment on the upper-class patient that make them go insane. This place is living hell but what happens today was horrifying. It's been a month since the doctors allow the scientist to experiment on the upper-class patient when one patient went up the ceiling and stayed there for the whole day and that patient even wrote 'It was better in hell' in blood. I will never forget this day, never. This day is going to haunt me in my dreams.

-Mark. (See the photo here)

All of you looked up when Yoongi finished reading the entry. "Our school used to be an asylum." Namjoon slowly let out.

"Look there are other entries too, but they are just photos with names on them, nothing is said."

Date:- 12-5-1970.

Name- Violet Knights.

Date:- 12-5-1980.

Name- Luka Williams.

Date:- 12-5-1990.

Name- Lily, Liana, Licious Potter.

Date:- 12-5-2000.

Name- Sana Kim.

Date:- 12-5-2010.

Name- Shi Ree Kim.

Today:-

Name:- Kim Namjoon, Kim Seokjin, Min Yoongi, Jung Hoseok, Park Jimin, Kim Taehyung, Jeon Jungkook, Araceli, Mike-

"Why does this have our names on it!" You throw the book away when you heard something downstairs. You all ran down stairs.

A man was sitting on Jungkook's couch, Jungkook looked around in a panic when the man started speaking, "Don't worry about your mother, Jungkook, she is outside." Jungkook didn't seem to relax at his word.

"Why are you here, brother?" All of you looked at Mike in shock as he asked what appears to be his brother. "Seems like you finally came out of your hiding spot, Mark." You gasped, this guy can't be Mark...he is so young but if he is Mike's brother and Mike is not human then maybe he is Mark.

"What is going on?" You asked.

"He is my brother Mark, we both are immortal because he sold his soul to the devil and since we were twins I became immortal too. The entry about the asylum was written by him, that asylum was a demonic cult that sacrifices people ever decade to feed the devil who is my brother. I tried to stop him but I can't since I am just immortal but I don't have powers because he was the one who sold his soul not me. I know Araceli because Araceli was the only victim that I protected back when she was a toddler. I wiped her memories because I don't want her to get hurt..." While Mike was distracting Mark and others you quickly grabbed the crystals that Mike gave you and you pass the crystals to Jungkook and motioned him to pass the crystals to other, you remembered Mike's words last night when you asked why he gave you crystals, "These crystals have the blessings of the most powerful witch, but it will only work if a human touch it. In any situation, if you need to protect your self or need to kill an evil do not hesitant, the only thing you need to do is make a circle around the evil and let your heart do its magic. If you have a good intention the magic will work with you but if you have a bad intention the magic will work against you. Remember Ara, only used this when needed because the magic can kill you if your intentions are not good. I trust you, Ara, I know you will only use when needed."

The others quickly understand what you were doing and made a circle using themself, Mark stopped when he realised what was happening and stood up but Mike grabbed him by his neck and they both fall to the ground. Mike took out a dagger made of the same crystal as Mark struggled, all of you grab each other hands and made a circle around them, you start to feel like you doe going to faint as a binding light surrounded all of you, the last thing you saw was Mike stabbing Mark in the head before darkness consumed you.

-One year later-

You sighed as you stop what you were doing, "Jiminie~ Stop bothering me~" You pushed Jimin away from yourself to which he whined, "What are you thinking about?" Jimin asked.

"About that day, what do you think happened to Mike?" Jimin sighed, after that day all of you woke up in your own houses, no one knows what happened after all if you fainted but you all know that you have succeeded because Jungkook is no longer cursed, nobody even remembered the whole cursed thing except you guys. You all found out that the school was not covering the murders, it was Mark who was covering the murders. You and Jimin start dating after two months, all of you graduate high school with good grades, things were going great but still, there was no sign of Mike returning. Others believe that Mike also died when Mark died because both of there soul was connected but you don't want to believe it.

"I don't know, Ara and I-" The doorbell ringed before Jimin can even complete his sentence, "I will go get it." You said and went to the door when you opened it you found no one there but there was a box. You opened the box and it reveals the same crystals that Mike once gave you.

"OH MY GOD! JIMIN LOOK! MIKE IS ALIVE!"

Maybe he is alive or maybe it's someone else trying to make you think he is alive because who knows what lurks in the darkness of your apartment or the alley you pass. Nobody knows and sometimes it better if you don't know something because who knows what the consequences would be of knowing things you are not supposed to know.