(Jimin's P.O.V)

After a fluky coincidence and me unintentionally scaring the hell out of her. She rushes outside, banging next door, probably for help. And approximately waking the people in the middle of the night.

I peeked on the doorframe, outside she's freaking out, assumedly scaring her to death. As she continues on banging the door, until it was opened by a tall guy. He was way taller than me, I purposefully ignored the fact that I am short and focus on the girl who is far way shorter than me. She looks silly I shrugged.

The guy talks like a sloth, yawning and rubbing his eyes. My eyes got tired and return to listen to the girl.

"What are you doing here?" He groaned, rubbing his eyes for the third time.

"Uh- I just- it's- um. I think something's in my closet, in my bedroom. It's kinda scaring me," she uncomfortably rubs her hands on her arms, while standing in an awkward position. "Could you, maybe, take a look?" She asked politely. I was planning not to eavesdrop but they won't know.

"Alright, just let my change my-"

"No! I mean no need," she shook her head. "You're just gonna check- okay, go get changed," She said clearing her throat as the guy was already drooping himself to sleep.

"It's fine, I can't be bothered anyways," the guy replied leaving his door open while he walked bare feet. I stared at them both trying my best to hide.

He entered her room and I followed behind. He looked around and headed to her closet. Where I hid earlier.

The guy's cheeks become redder. Which made me curious. I had to run towards them and check what he took his attention into a little hotter.

I followed his line of sight to see a drawer of undergarments, I had to cover my mouth to keep myself from laughing, I can see her face become redder embarrassed.

"I don't think there's anything in here," the guy laughed softly. I glared at the guy, as I snickered, trying to hold back my laughter.

"Oh okay. Sorry for waking you up," she bit her lip. And I quickly run inside her room hiding behind the curtains.

"It's fine don't worry about it Heather," the guy said, I can hear them clearly since the door was still open.

"G-good night. Um. You didn't see anything right?" She asked, I bet she had a smile plastered on her face, embarrassed.

"Nope. But cute panda bras," he called out.

She sat back down at her desk and started typing again. The rest of the time I stared at her working on her essays. And for a few minutes she decided to sleep.

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Jeez. He's so childish. I better go back inside the closet.

As I got in the closet, she shot the door and fixed her bed for sleep.

I watched her as she sleeps. She looks so peaceful sleeping. Sadly, she couldn't see me.

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Her alarm woke her up.

I watched, as she does her morning routine. I waited for her to get out the bathroom, following her to the kitchen, where she ate her breakfast.

Soon she left the room.

I sat silently on her bed, waiting for her to come back.

It was boring not having someone to talk to in a room with boring nothingness and sereneness road ahead.

Soon I caught a glimpse of her riding on her bike back to the apartment, I fix myself in case she sees me.

I think I should introduce myself to her. I don't care if she got scared.

She'll get over it. Right?

I heard her whining outside as I turn to face the window. She unlocked the door, she gasped. I know she did see me.

*clears throat*

I faced her. I had a smile plastered on my face when I saw her. She must be wondering how did I got inside her room.

"Um. Hi," she gave a short wave. "W-what are you doing in my room?" She asked cautiously. Giving me a questioning yet terrified look.

"This is your room? I thought it was mine. Cos I've lived here since 1994," I furrowed my brows. Looking intently at her.

She froze, her lips parted, and her eyes widened.

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She gasped, Did I frighten her? she sprinted out the room, hurriedly knocking on the door. I peeked through the doorstep.

"Yeah?" A guy's voice responded. I heard footsteps and he opened the door. She sighed.

"T-there's a ghost in my bloody room!" She yelled, freaking out. I really don't have time to watch them. Tsk.

"Calm down. Lower your voice, and repeat what you said," I get back to the room and just listen to their conversation.

"There's a ghost inside my room." Grabbing one of her books as I heard her whimper.

"There's no such thing as ghosts, sweetie. You're probably just hallucinating," the guy replied in a monotone voice. I sighed.

"I. Am. Not. Hallucinating," she spoke every word with annoyance and grudge. I chuckled, flipping the pages.

"Heather, listen, you've been through a lot and it's only normal to feel a little strange," Must be her boyfriend.

"I'm not hallucinating!" She yelled stomping her foot like one of those spoiled kids.

"Stop shouting, okay?"

"There's nothing wrong with me. I'm perfectly fine and there's a ghost in my room,"

"You still don't believe me?" She yelled, giving up in assuring the guy.

"You should know by now that I'm the type of person who only believes things once I've seen it with my own eyes."

She scoffed, "well I wouldn't be here right now if I was lying."

"Okay, let's pretend I believe you and I'll come and check your room. Alright?" He smiled.

"Alright," she mumbled.

They both walked into the bedroom, the guy leading the way while I followed behind them.

"I don't see anything Heather. Maybe someone was just confused and they went into the wrong room," he shrugged.

She huffed, "maybe."

Her expression never changed, and just stared at the blank space for a very long time.

She walked to the door, I stayed in my place, looking at the window, observing the city. The horrible city that used to be the peaceful city I know.

I glance down and saw a picture frame. It's her. The girl who lived in this room. She's cute.

I just sat down her bed, thinking of how my death will be given a justice. Yet... I don't have any proof to tell that someone murdered my dad and I.

I sighed.

And I heard footsteps approaching the door. I shrugged my shoulders, standing to take a better look at her picture frame.

I sighed again.

Then the door swings open. I didn't look back because I know it's her. I know she don't want to see me.

"Jimin?" She spoke, a little louder this time. I look to her direction.

"I was wondering when you would speak up," I let out chuckled, turning to see her.

"So, your name is Jimin?"

"Yes, but how do you know?" I tilted my head in curiosity.

"I asked?" She said, she was still nervous.

"Wow, you seemed to have toughened up today huh?" I raised my eyebrows, almost mocking her. I never thought she would be this way. I thought.

She stood still, not moving a muscle. Staring at her Y/E/C eyes, make my heart beat fast.

"Yesterday, you ran off to your boyfriend to tell him about me," I pointed towards my chest using his index finger, referring to myself.

Her eyes widened, as she coughed awkwardly. "H-he's not my boyfriend. He's just a friend." She let out an awkward smile.

She stared at me looking up and down. Is she judging by outfit? Yeah, it's a bit ridiculous for me to wear such outfit.

"Uh. Well, now I know. I'm not scared anymore. Cos I know how you feel. Trust me." I heard her swallowed, and clenched her fist. I know something happened to her past. I know.

"Uh huh," I looked towards her, urging her to continue.

"And I felt what you felt. But me I just happened to survive. And just continue on living without doubts and regrets?" She said while staring at my face. I can't hold it anymore. He's way too cute.

"Yeah. But the real story is way worse. I didn't kill myself. Someone is really planning to kill me and my parents. I just happened to just literally gave up and let him have me. Since I've got no choice. I don't have someone to risk it for. I just missed them so much. That is the real story." I said. She was there standing in front of me, I can see her eyes getting watery in some ways. why?
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"Why would someone do that to you?" She asked as her tear fell down her pale face. While looking at my face.

"I don't really know. I am trying to find out what is his purpose of killing me. I've been finding answers since then...it just happened that, I came back here to find out the real purpose of my death. And now I found you. I'm sorry for last night, did I scare you?" I quoted. As I tried to apologized humbly.

"I-its fine. I'm not scared now." She smiled smugly. I can see fear. I know.

"I need your bloody help. I need to find the answers." I begged for help. I tried to convince her.

"Fine, I'll help you. In one condition." She said. what condition? With a smirk plastered on her face. It doesn't look good to me.

"What is it?" I asked innocently. As I got way closer to her.

"I want you to scare to my companion next door. He doesn't believe in ghost." She said, putting a prank on her companion. what a bad girl. I smirked.

"That's so easy. I'll do it." I replied. She rose her hand that's leveled to my face. i gave a high five and I pass through the walls.

I saw this guy clicking something on his phone, when I grabbed his blanket and hover it around me. And I started walking around the room. When he saw me. He started screaming like a girl.

"Holy shit! My damn blankets are floating!!!" He shouted as I chuckled under the sheets.

He started running around the room screaming.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!! Help! There's a freaking ghost!!!" He screamed as he quickly run to the door. And he started banging her door.

I can't staph laughing. I thought. As I laughed as well.

I got back with a smile plastered on my face.

"You should see his face! he's so scared and almost pissed his pants when he saw me. Floating with his white blanket." I said while laughing as she joined me.

"Heather!!! Open the bloody door!" He yelled outside. As we held back our laughter. Heather. What a pretty name for a pretty girl.

"Jamshimanyo!" She called out calmly. I bit my lower lip to held my smirk.

She opened the door and he quickly came rushing in the room.

"네?" She said, acting clueless. "What happened?" she asked. Still biting my lower lip.

"T-there's a freaking ghost inside my bloody room!" He yelled, she covers her ears, while he run around my room. He looks like a lost puppy that was given a new home.

"Hey. Hey. Calm down. Maybe it's just your imaginations or hallucinations. It's not true, right?" He stopped on his tracks and stood straight. That its girl. Bring it all back~ His face was so pale, and a lather of sweat across his face.

"No. It's true. I saw it with my own two eyes!" I smiled.

"So?" She said. Sarcastically. As my eyes wonder across the room just to find her looking inside her closet.

"So? I'm freaking out here. I'm not mocking you.... it's bloody true." He tried to reassure her. She shrugged her shoulders and push him out the room.

"Wait. Wait." She shut the door on his face.

"That was hard. Hayts." Tsk Tsk. I turn my way around to see a smiling face.

"So.... when are we leaving?" I asked. Her curious face looked into mine. She forgot.

"Uh... what?" She asked in curiosity.

"Um. When are we going? Finding answers, right?" I said. She smiled.

"Oh. Yeah yeah. Tomorrow, after my class." She said while preparing herself to bed.

"What are you doing?" I asked. Strangely looking at her.

"Sleeping. I have a big day tomorrow." She quoted. Packing her things. oh, I forgot. She's still living. Unlike me, dead.

"You know. I blame the man who killed me. I have so many dreams. I always want to live with someone I love. But now, I don't know... I think that would never happen." I said lowering my head. My heart broke. As tears started to fell on my eyes.

"We will find him and let him talk why'd he done it." She said motivating me a bit.

"We do it. Tomorrow." She said. And laying down her bed.

"Good night Jimin."

"Good night Heather." He smiled. Her eyes got heavier as she fell into a deep sleep.

As she slept. I stood there looking at her.

I hope someday.... I can find answers.

I stayed awake as I thought of a plan.

"I better be off then" I said and I walk through the wall as to check on Namjoon guy.

"Ghost. Ghost." He said over and over, ranking back and forth. How sad. Sorry dude. I thought as I come back to the room and stayed there for hours. Planning for tomorrows session.

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Hello guys~ I've updated again and well.... I hope you guys want this. Now you know Jimin's point of view. How he feels being with you. Char! Hope you vote, comment and share. Ty^^

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BTW sorry for the mistakes.