𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗿𝗼𝗱𝘂𝗰𝗶𝗻𝗴 . . . txt's :: sakura

TW!!! stalking, attempted kidnapping, breaking in, sasaengs basically

WORD COUNT: 2.9k
THIRD PERSON
ANGST
LATE 2022

sakura always knew being in a group full of men was risky. she was aware that she would be subject to more hate, and the double standards would be very apparent. still, this job was her dream, so she went for it.

and she didn't regret it. it was the best decision she had made, ever. some things about the job, however, were not so great.

she realized this once arriving at the dorm. she has gone for a walk to clear her mind, one of her favorite pass times. when she got home, a package addressed to her was placed in front of their dorm door.

she unlocked the door, bringing the box into her room to open. the girl was an avid online shopper, so she just assumed it was something she ordered earlier. it was definitely not that.

she opened it, and a soft gasp escaped her lips. it was pictures. pictures of her in her room sleeping, her in the dorm hanging out, of her kissing taehyun, and the grossest one: one she was changing in. 

she suddenly felt a million eyes on her. she looked out the window, and she saw a very low flash of a camera. she gulped, and hoped that she was just paranoid. she very quickly closed her curtains, the feeling of being watched making her nauseous.

she felt so unsafe. someone was watching her, the most private parts of her life were exposed to someone. someone that could probably hurt her or the boys in ways she didn't want to imagine.

her assumption about whoever sent the package was quickly proven true. she shakily picked up the photo of her and taehyun kissing, examining it. she flipped to the back of the paper.

horrified, she set it back down. in large red lettering, it read 'DON'T TELL, MY DEAR. I'M NOT AFRAID TO HURT OTHERS TO GET TO YOU.' she felt like puking in her mouth.

she set down the photo, and shoved the box under her bed. the boys were all very busy lately, and she wanted nothing to do with burdening them. that's how she decided that she would keep this to herself. she was a strong girl after all, she knew how to take care of herself.

the next day, sakura was eating breakfast with the members. "how'd you sleep last night, kkura?" yeonjun asked. "pretty well, actually," she lied through her teeth. she hadn't slept at all, too afraid.

suddenly, the doorbell rang. "i'll get it," she offered. she got up, opening the door she saw yet another package. no return address, that's weird. she looked at who it was for, and immediately realized what this was.

she brought the package inside, trying her best to conspicuously bring it to her room. "what is it?" taehyun asked. "just something i ordered from amazon a few days ago," she called out, walking to her room.

she tore the box open. she gagged, and ran to the bathroom to throw up. wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, she brushed her teeth and immediately went back to examine further the 'gift' she had been given.

it was a piece of her hair, and a piece of her nail. there was also one more photo of her, this time it showed her trying to close the curtains. the back wrote 'YOU CAN'T GET RID OF ME. I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU.'

how could this person get her hair and nails? were they saving them from a long time ago? were they... in her house? she winced at her last assumption, and pushed it out of her mind. that was impossible. their building security was impeccable, not just anybody could come in. right?

days had gone by, and she kept receiving similar packages. each one was worst than the previous, and she began living on edge. everywhere she went, she looked in every direction, checked every corner of the house before she fell asleep.

it was not easy, especially since she had been hiding it from the members. that day, a new package came. she brought it to her room as usual. she didn't know how anything could get worse than the previous one.

she should've known, of course this person could always do worse. she was unfazed by now, the vile things she had been sent no longer affecting her, at least not physically. emotionally, not so much.

this time, it was a voodoo doll, of her. she picked up the note, 'WE HAVE MATCHING DOLLS NOW. WHENEVER YOU MAKE ME UPSET, I WILL DO SOMETHING TO THE DOLL. I AM NOT AFRAID OF HURTING YOU, MY LOVE.'

there seemed to be some sort of blood, but she quickly realized it was fake. still, she shuddered at the thought. what could even come next? how could it get worse?

her questions were answered that same day. the group gathered around the dinner table, eating food and making small talk. yeonjun came through the front door as he was running a bit late.

they noticed he was holding a package. "who's it for?" hueningkai asked. "sakura. can we open it together?" out of fear, she spoke quickly and immediately declined.

"why? what's in there, sex toys?" beomgyu teased. she rolled her eyes and laughed, making an excuse. "it's what i ordered for someone's birthday. here's a hint, his birthday is in december!"

"ah! don't show me, everyone leave so she can open it!" soobin immediately yelled, and they scattered. still, she brought it back to her room. she promised herself to never open packages out in the open anymore.

she groaned, ready to receiver yet another type of threat. in the box, her phone number was written on a slip of paper. a note was placed next to it, with the usual photo of her.

'MY KKURA,
I SAW YOU TRY TO ORDER BLACKOUT CURTAINS TODAY. WHY? I'VE BEEN SO GOOD TO YOU. I THOUGHT MAYBE THESE LETTERS AREN'T ENOUGH, SO I FOUND YOUR NUMBER. MAYBE I'LL PAY YOU A VISIT SOON. WOULD YOU LIKE THAT? I'M SURE YOU WOULD. I WILL MAKE SURE NO ONE IS HOME SO WE CAN HAVE QUALITY TIME. I LOVE YOU, AS ALWAYS.'

as if this person was watching her read it, she got a notification from her phone. it was a text, but the number was blocked. of course.

UNKNOWN
Hello, Sakura.

I miss you, a lot.

I'll be honest, I was very hurt when you tried to shut me out today. I'll put it behind us, because I know you love me too. Everyone makes mistakes in relationships. However, next time, I won't be afraid to chop up the doll, and maybe even you. Let's be nice to each other, okay, love?

Anyways, I was thinking of visiting you sometime this week.

I won't be giving you gifts just for the anticipation, watch out for me!~

Sakura, I know you're reading this.

Why won't you answer me?

Sakura, answer. Please.

Fine. Don't answer me, but just know I WILL be meeting you.

Again, I love you.

she wanted to throw up. this guy was so delusional, it made her physically sick. she knew he wouldn't actually visit her and was bluffing. because of that, she didn't let anyone know. she wasn't in real danger.

it was a boring thursday. the members were out doing their own things, while she laid peacefully in her bed. she scrolled through her phone, when she got a text from an unknown number. the same unknown number from before.

she sat up straight in bed, reading the text. 'I'm here, my love. Come open the door.'

she didn't think he would actually do it. holy shit. how could she let it get this far? stupid, stupid, stupid.

"open the fucking door!" she heard a male voice yell. this could not be happening right now. "i'm going to kick it down!" he yelled at her unresponsiveness.

she shakily grabbed her phone, and locked herself in the closet. there, she called 119. "please, help me. someone has been stalking me and sending me gifts- and he-he's breaking into my dorm right now."

the officer on the other line asked a few questions, but concluded by telling her cops were on their way and would be there in about four minutes.

four minutes was too long, she thought. she flinched as she heard the door fall to the ground. "where did you go, my kkura? i thought we had a date," he spoke into the cold and empty living room.

"are you in here?" he asked aloud, opening the pantry door. she could hear him from across the dorm, and that itself made her want to pass out. "you don't want to make me upset," he threatened.

she heard his footsteps get closer, and closer. she heard him walk into yeonjun's room. "i don't want to hurt you, my love. please, just come out now and i'll be nice."

she held her breath, scared to make even the slightest noise. how could she last another minute? should she tell the boys she loves them? what if this is her last moment truly free?

questions like those darted across her mind, and she wanted to scream and make them stop. but she couldn't, she was silent.

the man had already been into all the rooms, except taehyun's and hers. "god, you're so annoying. sakura, i know you're in this house. come out before i fucking kill you!" the deluded male screamed.

she flinched in her spot, which made a rustling noise in her closet. she shut her eyes tightly. she didn't believe in a god, but she was certainly praying to one as she heard his feet stop at her door.

"this must be your bedroom, honey. i'll admit, it was foolish of me to not memorize this dorm layout, but i knew i'd be drawn to your scent anyway. i'll get to be inside for once after all these years of watching outside. how fun," he mused.

he tried for the door, it didn't budge. "hmm, smarter than i thought," he thought aloud. he tried one more time, before pulling out a knife, fidgeting with the lock, and finally unlocking the door.

she bit her lip so hard it drew blood. silent tears streamed down her face, and despite her desperate need to wipe them, she couldn't dare move.

"your room looks so much inside. i wish i'd been here sooner," he paused for a moment. "i know you love me, kkura, why don't you just come out?" he questioned with an eerie chuckle.

she noticed his feet at the crack of the closet door. this was it. she was going to die, or get kidnapped, or maybe even worse, right then and there.

he banged on the closet door, loudly. "i know you're in here!" he screamed, repeatedly punching and kicking the wood door. "if you won't open it, i fucking will!"

the door rattled and finally fell. she made eye contact with the one and only. he swiftly approached her, grabbing her chin and softly stroking her cheek. "there you are~"

she was silent for a moment, the fear took much. her instinct was to bargain, and without thinking she began begging. "p-please, i won't tell anyone yo-you did this. j-just leave me alone! i'll do anyth-" she got cut off by two police officers bursting into her room. she hadn't even noticed they arrived at the dorm.

"put your hands up and get off the girl! now!" one of the cops yelled. the fan made eye contact with sakura, and she could tell he was fuming.

he slowly got up, turned around and put his hands up. "you're under arrest for stalking, breaking and entering, and attempted kidnapping. you'll be fined for murder and death threats. anything you say, can and will be used in a court of law."

she watched as the world turned to a blur around her. she followed them into her living room, and stood as the officers escorted him out.

she heard him scream multiple things that she couldn't quite make out. she sat on the couch and brought her knees up to her shoulders.

she saw officers moving in and out, taking the boxes he sent her and talking amongst themselves. eventually, one of them came up to her. she wasn't really present as the cop talked. she only answered in nods and shaking her head.

apparently she answered wrong, when the officers filed out one by one. she realized he probably asked if she wanted someone to stay with her, to call anyone, and she nodded no.

she sat in silence. nothing was scarier than a deserted house. she didn't know what to expect, and it just made everything so much worse.

the five boys of txt were out to lunch. sakura was initially invited, but she declined and said she was feeling unwell. now, the five were huddled around a table at a random diner.

"wow, this is really good. we should definitely come back here," beomgyu commented, taking a bite out of his salad. they all hummed in agreement.

the group talked for a while, enjoying themselves and the delicious meal. while they were chatting, soobin's phone repeatedly went off.

after what felt like the fifteenth notification, he finally said, "i'm sorry guys, i'll check that." he pulled out his phone, and gasped as he read the notification from the notification center.

he clicked on it, and it brought him to the dispatch instagram. it was a photo promotion an article, headlined: "SASAENG BREAKS INTO TXT'S DORM, ATTEMPTS TO KIDNAP SAKURA"

"oh my god," he muttered. "what? what is it, hyung?" hueningkai asked. "you guys have to read this, like right now- what am i saying? we have to go home!" he rambled.

still, he handed his phone off to the members. there, on their precious leaders phone, was an article by dispatch.

the leader clicked on the link, and began reading it aloud to everyone else.

"just mere minutes ago, a sasaeng broke into the txt dorm. this fan went through the entire form, before finally breaking into sakura's room. he found her in her closet.

we do not know what happened after that, but we can assume the police got there at that moment. he was escorted to a police car, but that wasn't enough. he began shouting: "next time i see that bitch i'm going to fucking kill her! i will, i swear. she lured me in, i thought she was playing hard to get! she never answered my texts or thanked me for my gifts- i should've known! fuck you, sakura! i hope you live just long enough so i can kill you!"

yes, this fan also sent her gifts. most of the gifts included photos of her, but sometimes he included an item. for example, he sent her hair and nail one time, and a voodoo doll another time. it is also reported that he sent her photos of her changing.

we hope this man gets the punishment he deserves, and that sakura and the rest of txt are safe."

the boys didn't dare speak, their mouths agape with shock. "we-we need to go home," taehyun suggested, flustered. the group already knew what they had to do before he spoke, but the silence was too much.

they ran to their apartment building, skipping multiple stairs at a time to get to their floor. it felt like merely seconds from the cafe to their dorm.

they silently opened the door, all of their hearts broke at the sight of the girl. they could tell she wasn't mentally there, her eyes had no life in them.

"sakura?" beomgyu softly called, and was met with silence. despite the heater on the highest level, the room felt colder than ever. they didn't know what to do, should they approach her? leave her be? they were clueless.

she heard murmuring interrupt her thoughts. as she was still obviously shaken up, she quickly turned her head. was he back to get her? she let out a breath once seeing the familiar five.

the silence replaced the cold, an unfamiliar feelings between all six of them. her eyes shook as they all softly took in her features. she looked terrified and it scared them.

"hi," she mustered. "noona," kai breathed out. the two dropped honorifics long ago, the atmosphere became even more unnatural. "can i hug you...?" yeonjun asked. she nodded, and let him pull her into his comforting embrace.

right now, everything was the opposite of okay. her mind and life was a mess. but that didn't mean the boys, no, her boys were going to even think of leaving.

of course they wanted to ask her millions of questions like, why didn't you tell us in the first place? what did he say to you? but they pushed that aside.

all that mattered to them was that she was going to heal. no matter how long that took, they would always be there.

LANA HAS SOMETHING TO SAY!

notify me if i missed any tws!!!

anyways bss at the circle chart awards slayed!! like i miss 3rd gen award shows when idols would actually interact :( but also txt looked SO cute when they were fanboying and especially when yeonjun LUNGED for the cup kyeom threw just for hyuka to actually get it!! omg and the way hyuka was holding it happily too 🥹 my heart is going to BURST