3. Strange thing.

        _ Sister, calm down, it's okay, it's okay. Calm down, I'm here, you'll be okay - Jeno tries his best to hold onto Sooya, hugging his sister to comfort her, not noticing a sharp gaze piercing through their skin. Jeno suddenly feel the hairs on the back of his neck stand up, feeling like someone is standing right behind him, holding his neck with cold hands, he shivers, looks behind but his back is pressed close to the wall, basically is no one.


        Now Jeno is also starting to feel scared, Mark goes to class to take care of Renjun because he is afraid that Renjun will wake up and see this scene, he will not be able to bear the lashing and haunting. Haechan, Jaemin and their friends stand like statue outside the door, silent.


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        Sooya was brought home after losing consciousness from crying too much, the cut on her arm was bleeding profusely, making Jeno - who knows nothing about physic - took a long time to stop the bleeding and cleaned the wound. But now he noticed that the cut formed a very clear, very sweet "K" letter. If this injury was only caused by his sister's panic, it must be a coincidence, but based on her expression that day, it seemed to have been done by someone. Was there a burglar in your house that day? But nothing was lost, when he entered the room to check, he also found that the only window of the room was locked from the inside, he closed the door and searched all over the house but couldn't find anyone. Or maybe...


        The sound of the phone ringing interrupted his thoughts, and it was Chenle who called:


         _ Jeno hyung, is Jisung there?


         _ No, he's not here, what's wrong, I thought you took care of him since this morning.


        Chenle's voice is choked as if he is about to cry, his high tone like the Bitexco building now sounded really scary.


         _ Hyung, Jisung... is missing, just one minute I heard Mark called to report the situation in class today, then I turned around and I didn't see Jisung anymore, I searched all over the house but couldn't find him. I called my parents and everyone in the class, alerted the police but no one found Jisung.... It's been 2 hours and I don't know where he is.... You were the last person I called. .. Jisung... He...


        Jeno knew Chenle was crying on the other end of the line, so he comforted him, telling him to wait for the police a little longer. Chenle just hung up when Haechan called. Today is another troublesome day.


         _ Jeno, how is Sooya?


         _ She's still sleeping, hey Jisung is missing, you know?


         _ Chenle called me first in class. I'm looking for Jisung now. But Jeno, do you feel anything strange?


         _ Strange, where?


         _ Well, since the day Semin and Jaemin moved in, a lot of strange things happened, Semin and Jisung went crazy, Moonsuk senior in the next class disappeared, leaving only a pool of dried blood, Sooya-noona like you said, these two days are crazy rabid, Renjun's health has deteriorated, and now he can't stand up straight. Anyway, don't you think something's going on?


        Hearing Haechan list the recent oddities, Jeno was startled, it's really impossible that there are so many bad things happening, but as soon as the twins moved in, he thought of Jaemin, secretly in his heart hope he doesn't have anything to do with the ghost story of the other Semin, and even more hope that Na Semin is not that person. Same name, just same name!


         _ Jeno, let me see Sooya, I need to ask her something.


       Jeno quickly took the phone and went upstairs, but the cold feeling of unease from before suddenly returned, he felt like there was something heavy on his shoulders, up to the door of the room his legs were tired. The door to Sooya's room was opened wide, the wind blowing in from nowhere blew his hair, a strong fishy smell rose up his nose. He saw Sooya - with her white ankle-length dress and peachy-pink hair dyed the day before, fluttering in the wind - standing with her back to him. She turned her face to the window, where the raindrops began to fall again. He called softly, but she didn't answer, but softly moaned and cried. Jeno was about to approach and pull his sister in so she wouldn't get caught in the rain and get sick, but what happened in front of him made him involuntarily take a few steps back. The back of Sooya's shirt gradually became stained with blood stains, imprinting on the white of the shirt into a scribbled crimson "1". More and more blood flowed, dripping on the floor. Her face when she turned back was covered with incisions and shriveled blood, there were terrible lacerations, revealing a patch of red flesh, mixed with tears and rain together, her eyes so sad looking at him, slowly approached where Jeno was standing.


        Jeno panicked and backed away, backing away, but he didn't know he had reached the top of the stairs, missed one step, and fell from the second floor. In the intense pain, his eyes gradually blurred, but he could still vaguely see that peach-colored hair clutching his chest as if trying to rip out his heart. Jeno faints after a sharp heart attack...


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          _ Get out! I don't want to do this! Forgive me! Let me go!


          _ You have no way back, poor Minnie, share your body with me or your soul is scattered, you chose to share your body, and now you dare to break the pact?


          _ But you don't... You... Forgive him... Please... Forgive them...


          _ It's not your business, Jeno is not your business. Do well what you need to do, Minnie!


         The shadow turned into a black smoke that quickly entered the boy's mouth. He jerked back twice before falling back, hitting his back against the wall, gasping for air.


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         _ Jeno, are you awake? Are you thirsty?


        Jeno opened his eyes slightly, his head aching like a hammer, he found himself lying on the bed in his room, moving his neck and looking around.


         _ Jaemin? Why are you here? Why am I lying here?


         _ Don't you remember anything? Mark went to his house to find you, he saw your door open and ran in to see that you and Sooya were lying on the floor, he shaking you but you was not waking up, so he quickly took you to the hospital. But you're okay, just a slight shoulder injury, and Sooya - your sister was bleeding from the wound on her hand, in addition, she was in psychological shock. The doctor gave her medicine, and the two of you did not have to be hospitalized, so you were sent home, you have slept for ten hours already.


        Jeno was still stunned but was a bit awake, wide-eyed listening to him. The image of Sooya appeared in front of his eyes, he involuntarily raised his hand to hug his heart, where it was still a little throbbing.


         _ Besides the wound on her hand, she didn't have any other injuries? In the face? In the back? Underfoot?


         _ Not available! When everyone took her home, I followed her, but I didn't see her hurt anywhere.


        Jeno fell into contemplation, so last night who Lee Sooya was he saw, was he dizzy? But it's very real. While thinking, he saw Jaemin approaching, leaning his head close to his shoulder, reaching out to help him sit up to rest his back on the pillow to relieve fatigue. His faint scent lingered on his neck, in his hand, Jeno couldn't help but be a little dazed and his face red. Jaemin looks a bit tired today, his eyes are a bit dark but still bright and beautiful. When he was near him, Jeno could clearly see the difference between the two's skin color. Jaemin is very white, bright white, not as white as Chenle but white like a plaster statue in the practice room at the end of the 5th floor. He remembers seeing Semin as white as well, it must be his genetics, so that might because of their house?


        _ Are you thinking about something? - Jaemin smiled softly and handed him the apple he just peeled. - Are you taking care of Jisung's case? He was found by the police in the locker in Semin's hospital room, he's fine, he's just deep asleep.


        Jeno let out a sigh of relief, but then furrowed his brows in confusion, Semin's hospital room, why did he go in there, he still slept in the closet, so strange, but anything strange is related to Semin, these thoughts made his head go crazy. Lee Jeno is good at studying, but right now, he can't digest all the things that have just happened. The door to his room suddenly opened, and a figure quietly entered.


         _ Semin hyung, how did you come here? You're at the hospital.


        Semin was silent and didn't say anything, his dark eyes just looked at Jeno. Jeno looks back too, glaring at each other. A moment later, he held Jaemin's waist with one hand, grabbed Jaemin's wrist with the other, immediately slammed the door and dragged him out. Before Jeno could react, Semin took Jaemin and ran away, he got off the bed, staggered a bit, followed the wall to the railing and looked down to see the door was locked. How the hell did he manage to drag people away and lock the door so quickly, not only that, the key was still on the fish tank next to the door.


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         _ Why do you do that?


         _ What? - The brown haired boy jerked his hand away, his voice sounding angry. They were standing under a corrugated iron roof because it had begun to rain.


         _ I saw you turn the needle out of the box with Jeno's name on it. Don't be so close to Jeno, don't try to save him, you might die from that. Stay away from him!


         _ Jeno is innocent, I can't forbid you from approaching the person I like. He doesn't deserve revenge.


         _ Lee Jeno is innocent but Lee Sooya is not, but Lee Jeno's fate is tied to Lee Sooya, if you want to kill her, you must kill him first. You don't listen to me?


        Jaemin used his hand to push Semin away as he stood pressed against him. His hair turns black before turning white. He laughed and cried, like a madman screaming in the middle of the rain falling on his head:


         _ NA SEMIN, YOU DO NOT LOVE ME! WHY DID YOU NOT DIE, WHY ARE YOU COMING BACK? YOU DO NOT LOVE ME, NEVER LOVE ME!

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