Enemies Without Honour (Got7 ff)

I pushed the door open, using the wall to keep me steady, and shuffled inside my room, stumbling a bit. At the foot of the door, there were lots of newspapers, leaflets and letters scattered across the floor.

Have I really been away for that long?

I picked them up and rifled through them. There was lots of boring stuff like news about lost puppies, football clubs and BTS merch.

I had flicked through most of the newsletters when a handwritten letter caught my eye. It was a cream coloured card with fancy handwriting in black ink. The back of the card was plain, excluding a few red smudges in random places, which I assumed was part of the design.

I squinted my eyes to read the barely distinguishable words on the card. It took about five minutes to read the first sentence.

I killed your mother.

My heart quickened. I was gasping for air as I tried to read the next sentence.

You know who I am. In fact I am very close to you.

I grabbed the sheets of my bed as I was feeling very dizzy.

I plan to kill you now. Bye Min Eun-Ae.

Your Best Friend

It looked as if the writing had been purposely changed so the person could not have been recognised. My head was wheezing and I had thrown my crutches somewhere in the room. What is this?

*knock knock knock*

My heartbeat tripled. Who could it be at this time? I limped over to the kitchen and grabbed a pan, slowly I made my way towards the door. My leg throbbed as I wasn't using my crutches and the knocking was heard again, a bit impatient this time. I gasped as it scared the living shiet out of me.

I reached the door and quickly unlocked, holding the pan in between mine and the stranger's body. Ready to hit any second.

"Woah, woah. Eun-Ae?!"

Mark.

I quickly lowered my hand.

"Eun-Ae? You okay? Why are you crying?! Did I scare you? Oh god. Please don't cry" Oh, I was crying? I quickly wiped my tears of unknownness.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Come in, come in" Why was I so flustered, it's only Mark. He walked in and had a faint blush on his cheeks, why does he always blush around me? He awkwardly entered and took his shoes off. I guided him into the living room and he sat down on the couch.

I couldn't even be bothered to talk.

"Eun-Ae?"

We looked each other for a few seconds. He had beautiful eyes. I felt like I was being sucked into them, two dangerous but seductive black holes.

Did I really like Mark? Did he like me?

I mentally slapped myself.

Who would like you? Why would Mark like you? He probably likes other more talented girls. Not pathetic little me who cried in front of him.

"Um... Eun-Ae? Are you okay?"

I jolted out of my trance. Shit.

"I-I'm fine. So, what brings you here?" I asked.

"Just wanted to pop in. Why were you crying?" a worried expression came over his face, "Did I scare you? I'm so sorry, I really didn't-"

"No, no, no! It's not you!" He probably thinks I'm scared of everything now.