Author's Note:

VERY VERY SORRY!

This is a very long chapter lol since you waited so long.

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After his warning to Chaeyoung regarding his next words, he remained absolutely silent. He found it difficult to vocalize what his mother had said to him in her room previously and he worried about Chaeyoung's reaction towards it. Chaeyoung had just recently allowed him to become closer to her and he feared that his strange situation would result in her blocking him away again. He did trust her, too much in fact, but he was still afraid of what she might think.

Noticing Jimin's struggle, Chaeyoung did what she could to try to comfort him even though her next moves were something she wouldn't of even thought of doing to someone other than Jin or Jungkook in the past. She extended her legs then turned to her side as she gently pulled Jimin down so he could lay his head on her lap. Jimin was surprised at her sudden action, his body tensing for a few seconds until his head softly landed on her thighs. He curled his body as he laid on his side, back towards her. "You don't have to overthink your words, Jimin. I'll believe you no matter what. I won't run away so you don't have to worry. I'll stay here with you. Besides, when my turn to explain things comes, I will be the one asking you to please listen to me until the end." She spoke in a gentle voice as her left hand stroked his hair, earning a sigh of satisfaction from Jimin.

Jimin felt his heart flutter at her words, his whole being warming up when she said that she would stay with him. His arms were itching to hold her close to him but he remained calm as the feeling of her stroking his hair was something he wished he could experience every day. His heart had never felt as full as it was currently and he wondered why he had never felt like that with anyone else before. The feeling was new to him and it was overtaking him at a rapid pace. He disregarded his thoughts as he snuggled his head on Chaeyoung's lap with a smile on his face and a noticeable blush adorning his cheeks as the lighting of a nearby lamp illuminated them.

Jimin...I really...I don't know what to do with myself when it comes to you. Chaeyoung's outer appearance was calm as she stroked Jimin's hair until he was ready to speak but on the inside Chaeyoung was a mess. She didn't know what to do with herself and flashes of scenes she had seen in dramas soon came to mind. Scenes where a boy and a girl were in the exact position as Jimin and her currently. 

The girl was stroking the boy's hair and he was smiling in content. The boy then turned and hugged the girls waist, earning a giggle of surprise from the girl. They both laughed together, the boy suddenly sitting up and facing the girl, staring deeply into her eyes. They remained still as they observed each other's faces, eyes soon wandering to lips. Both the boy and the girl leaned into each other, the corners of their lips lifting slightly as their lips met in a loving kiss.

Chaeyoung shook her head as the shock of her thoughts snapped her out of it. She quickly held her right cheek with her right hand, heart pounding in her chest and breath getting heavy. She mentally scolded herself for recalling something so inappropriate to the current situation. Her heart had never fluttered when she saw those scenes in dramas, but she watched them anyways as she had nothing better to do and Jungkook enjoyed them. However, after having met Jimin and getting to know him better, she found those drama scenes she didn't care about before to suddenly become interesting and make her heart race in anticipation of what would happen next.

She never put too much thought into her sudden fascination with romantic scenes in dramas, but it had been happening more as of recent. Whenever she asked Jungkook about what was happening to her he would shut her down and tell her she was thinking too deeply about it. That it was natural for her to like such things as they were aimed to make girls' hearts react at the scenes. Chaeyoung always agreed with his words, however, a part of her was not content with his answer. She removed her hand from her heated cheek and placed it on her chest, feeling as the pace of her heart quickened when she looked down at Jimin. I don't understand why I react this way towards you...could it be that I possibly like you? No, that's not possible...life isn't a drama. There is no way such things can happen to a person like me in real life. There is no way I can feel towards you like the girl felt for the boy in the drama. There is no way that you could feel towards me like the boy felt for the girl in the drama. Jungkook has always been right; I'm just overthinking things. There is no way such things can happen.

Chaeyoung gripped Jin's coat tightly, her hand trembling with how hard she was clenching her fist. She looked away from Jimin, raising her head towards the sky as she blinked away tears that had suddenly formed in her eyes. I'm going crazy. I don't know what is wrong with me anymore. She was deeply saddened, feeling like she wanted to lie in a corner and cry her eyes out. She felt stupid for feeling that way and before her feelings got even more out of hand Jimin's voice brought her back to reality.

"I-I'm sorry for making you wait so long to hear what I have to say. I thought I could just man up and say everything but it's harder than I thought. As I recall eomma's words, I still find it hard to believe them myself, but I need to get this out of my chest before I go crazy, so here I go..." Jimin took a deep breath as he prepared himself one last time. Chaeyoung took a deep breath of her own, trying to calm her heart as she heard his next words. "I'll just get straight to the point and say it...umm...e-eomma made a deal with a demon when I was a child...I-I lost my father because of it, I lost my imaginary friends because of it, and now I'm going to lose eomma too because of it." Jimin spoke at a fast pace and every word smacked Chaeyoung on the face after hearing the words, "deal with a demon." 

She felt her heart drop to her feet and her blood run cold at his words, his mother's words back in her hospital room finally making sense to her. So that is what his eomeoni meant by saying that she had experience when she told me that I was used as a sacrifice for a deal. That is why she had so much knowledge about demons... "W-why will you lose your eomeoni? Why did she do that?" Chaeyoung bombarded him with questions and that made Jimin feel slightly relieved as it was better than what he had initially thought her reaction would be. As any normal person would have instantly scoffed at his words and walked away. However, he knew that Chaeyoung was different from everyone else, and that their situations in themselves were different to anyone else's.

Jimin scoffed at himself and turned his body, his arms wrapping around her waist as he pulled himself closer to her. His upper half was still resting on her lap with his head right next to her stomach. Chaeyoung's breath hitched as the scene of the drama she had recalled earlier came to mind once again. "L-let me lay like this as I tell you the story, please." Chaeyoung just nodded at his words, gulping down the knot in her throat as he began to speak again. "You don't know my history so I'll tell you everything from the start. I come from Busan where I lived with eomma and the man I called father. On the contrary to many others' beliefs, I had a childhood that I wish I could forget. I had a father who mistreated his family, especially his wife who sacrificed her body to protect her only child. We lived in a more isolated area of Busan so I didn't have any real friends growing up and the kids that did live nearby were told not to have any contact with me. We were shunned by other families around us as they thought we had committed a terrible sin to have lived the way we were..."

Chaeyoung was in shock as she listened to his story, ashamed of herself for having thought that he had lived a life with no problems due to his friendly and happy personality. I never stopped to think that Jimin, despite his outer appearance, could have suffered at any point in life. Everyone suffers, some more than others, but everyone goes through pain. I was just too blinded by my own pain to see that. Just like how Jin oppa suffered when Jungkook passed away and his continued suffering knowing that he can no longer hold or do the things he once wished he could do with Jungkook. Or Jungkook's suffering when he realized that he couldn't accomplish the things he dreamed of now that he was dead. His dreams all gone away with the wind. Chaeyoung lowered her head, her lip quivering with the wish to cry for the pain of her friends. Even the happiest people in the world have pain hidden behind their smiles. Struggles are what defines a person. Without struggles in life everyone would be the same. I never put that into perspective before.

Jimin hummed when he felt Chaeyoung's soft hand rest on his face, her thumb stroking his cheek as a nudge for him to continue. Jimin took the hint and continued his story, his voice wavering slightly. "W-we were very poor so we lived in a home that was breaking apart and we didn't have money to spend on many things. Eomma didn't work so we depended on father to support the household. One of the things that we couldn't afford would be a visit to the hospital if anyone were to get sick or injured. Ever since I was born, eomma would take care of any sickness or injury that I would get. As an adult, I considered myself to be accident-prone or clumsy as I would get injuries all the time due to spontaneous accidents. Luckily enough, if I was involved in a serious accident then I wouldn't get seriously injured, only minor things like scratches. However, as a child, I would get involved in much more serious and frequent accidents but not out of clumsiness or my curiosity as a child; it was because of the many imaginary friends that I had. While that may sound strange, it will make sense when I explain eomma's words regarding that."

It didn't sound strange to Chaeyoung at all as she figured that those "imaginary friends," as Jimin called them, were probably spirits that had attached themselves to him. It was fairly common for children to be able to see ghosts and label them as "imaginary friends" too so she didn't see anything strange with that either. She also knew that the accidents Jimin had were due to the strong negative spirits' attraction to his aura, so his words weren't much of a shocker to her yet.

"Eomma would get angry when she would see me talking with them. She always pretended like she actually couldn't see them herself, saying she was angry at me because I was talking to people that didn't exist but I knew that she could see them. I would also have really strange dreams where I could see myself lying on my bed and during those dreams I would go to strange places with my friends." Chaeyoung's eyes widened at the last sentence he had just said. His eomeoni could see the ghosts too? Astral projection? He could do that?

"Whenever I mentioned my dreams or my friends to my father he would get very angry and aggressive. Eomma was scared for me so she told me to stop talking about them and to forget everything. I hated the fact that she was asking me to forget the only friends I had, even though some of them were mean, and I had refused to do so but one day they just disappeared on their own. I never saw them again. It was on one of the worst days of my life. I remember that father had been particularly angry that day, so eomma had told me to go play outside. I ended up breaking my arm after I climbed a tree that one of my imaginary friends made me fall off of. Despite the pain, I managed to run inside to find eomma. She was stressing because she had just dealt with father and she knew we couldn't go to the hospital since we couldn't afford it so as always she tried to fix me up herself."

Jimin clenched his eyes closed as he relived the horrible memory of that day yet again. Chaeyoung placed the hand that was on his cheek onto his back as she rubbed circles to comfort him. "I-I remember that father who was already angry had showed up and told us to shut up since we were both crying loudly. Eomma was wrapping a cloth around my neck that was used to immobilize my arm when father pulled eomma away from me. S-she screamed as she tried to get away, t-telling me to turn around. I-I didn't turn around so I watched helplessly as father took his anger out on mother before leaving to work. I-I was crying more now but not because my arm was in pain...it was because eomma was suffering and I didn't know what to do or how to help." Jimin dug his face deeper into the coat Chaeyoung was wearing as his body trembled from his sobs. Chaeyoung was angered by his father's actions, unable to comprehend how a person could possibly treat their family in such a way when they were supposed to love and protect. Her hand that was on his back grasped at his jacket while her other hand caressed his hair.

"I-it's alright, Jimin. Just keep crying and let it all out. I'm here for you." Her words engraved themselves deeply into his soul as his sobs grew louder and his hold on her grew tighter. Chaeyoung bit her quivering lip in an attempt to stop her incoming tears but it was a futile attempt as she choked on sobs of her own. Once Jimin heard Chaeyoung crying he pulled away, sitting up to stare at the crying girl in front of him. Her head was low and he could see the tears sliding down her cheeks. He bit his bottom lip, his tears blurring his vision as his hand reached up to caress her cheek. "W-why are you crying, Chaeyoung?" he softly whispered, making Chaeyoung raise her head. She stared into his dark eyes, that were still shedding tears of their own. "I-it's painful...my h-heart hurts for you, Jimin. I-I'm angry that you and your eomeoni suffered so much. H-how can the world be so cruel? P-parents are supposed to love and protect so why do some do the opposite?"

Chaeyoung looked so innocent as she cried for him and it made him go internally insane. He had now stopped crying but Chaeyoung was still crying for him and he couldn't help but smile at the innocent girl. Before his mind stopped him, he cupped her face in his hands and leaned closer, kissing the tears away from her cheeks on impulse. The impact of his lips on her face made Chaeyoung freeze. Jimin sensed Chaeyoung's shock and he pulled away slowly, although his face was still close to hers. Chaeyoung looked at him through wide eyes, face instantly becoming hot at his action. Jimin's heart pounded for more and his eyes instantly wandered off to her parted lips. He began to unconsciously lean in until the image of Seulgi's forced smile from earlier appeared in his mind, halting him from doing anything else.

With widened eyes upon a sudden realization, he quickly removed his hands from Chaeyoung's face and leaned his body away from hers. I-I'm an idiot...It was Chaeyoung all along. Why else would I have the urge to kiss her? Friends don't just go around with the urge to kiss each other. Chaeyoung was the only other girl I kept in close contact with besides Seulgi. Seulgi knew it all along...I'm so stupid. I like...I like Chaeyoung. I really like Park Chaeyoung. He noticed that Chaeyoung had closed her eyes when she saw him leaning in and his heart simultaneously fluttered and clenched in pain. Chaeyoung closed her eyes...she was waiting for me to kiss her...could she like me too? 

Chaeyoung opened her eyes slowly, coming into eye contact with Jimin who was staring at her with a pained expression. She was embarrassed for herself but more than that she was concerned over his expression. "A-are you okay, Jimin?" she questioned, moving her hand to reach out to him but Jimin moved out of her grasp, making her heart clench in sudden pain. She dropped her hand down, biting her quivering lip to stop herself from crying over his obvious rejection. Get it together, you crybaby!

Jimin moved beside her and sat against the wall like how they were sitting before. He remained silent and it was killing Chaeyoung with confusion as she didn't know why he was acting so differently all of a sudden. Did I do something wrong? Before she could verbalize her question Jimin spoke up, "I'm sorry, Chaeyoung." His apology came out of nowhere and she didn't know how to react anymore. I'm sorry, Chaeyoung. I just realized that I like you so much it hurts but I'm afraid of hurting Seulgi's feelings even further. I was blind and unknowingly made you my priority while I kept her on the sidelines. Seulgi who was my actual girlfriend watched as her good-for-nothing boyfriend began to like someone else. She realized my feelings for you first and lived with that fact until she couldn't handle it anymore. I don't want to hurt you like I hurt her either. I should keep my distance, I'm sorry. I don't want to confuse you.

Jimin's whole demeanor changed once he turned to look at her again. He was smiling at her, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. Chaeyoung was confused to say the least and despite wanting to question him she didn't get the chance as Jimin brought up their previous conversation that they had yet to finish. "Thank you for crying for me. I feel better now thanks to you. Your questions are something that I wish I could answer but I don't think anyone can. It is difficult to explain why people do what they do. No one is sure of another person's thoughts unless they are the person themselves. No matter how much we would like to place ourselves in their shoes to figure out why they turned out that way, we will never understand fully. Father was a horrible man and I hated him but I always thought that one day he would change. That he would come home from work and be a different man. A man that loved his wife and his child. However, instead of coming home a changed man, he never came home. He died from a car accident on his way to work."

Chaeyoung tried to reach out a comforting hand but Jimin curled himself into a ball instead as he raised his knees to his chest, placed his crossed arms above his knees, and rested his head down on his arms. Her hand hovered above his back but in fear of rejection again she decided to retract her hand back to her side, curling herself just like Jimin. "His death occurred the same day I broke my arm. The same day my imaginary friends all disappeared along with my strange dreams, and it was also the same day that eomma first collapsed." Chaeyoung finally began to see where the story was getting at and she gasped when she connected it all together. 

"Whatever it is that you are thinking is probably correct, Chaeyoung. It turns out that eomma, who was blinded by suffering and was at her weakest state of mind decided to summon a demon and strike a deal. She used her life and father's life as a way to seal the deal. Those dreams and imaginary friends I had disappeared. The reason she was so desperate to get rid of them being because they were never imaginary to begin with; they were ghosts. Eomma said that I come from a lineage of pure spiritualists that specialize in pure spiritualism. That means that I can have contact with any being from the realm of the spirit world or the other side. She also said that those dreams I would have weren't actually dreams. It was called astral projection; something that I learned to do on my own where my soul would detach from my body during sleep and would allow me to travel within the realms of the spirit world."

Chaeyoung gasped when she heard his words and raised her head to look at him in shock. "Y-you are capable of seeing spirits? You can communicate with them and travel to their world? Why can't you see them anymore? Is it because of your eomeoni?" Once again Chaeyoung began to bombard him with questions and Jimin just sighed as he raised his head as well. He didn't look at her but instead kept his vision straight ahead as his arms clenched around his knees. "Eomma told me that the main reason for the deal was to rid me of my spirituality and to have a barrier around me to protect me from evil. However, that part backfired on her as I would get more frequently assaulted by spirits due to the amplification of the pureness of my aura. While weak spirits could not harm me, more evil sprits or beings could. Thankfully, I was lucky enough to not have experienced anything too serious."

Chaeyoung lowered her head when she recalled the way he had been seriously hurt from the demon that was toying with her in the library and she bit her bottom lip. You got lucky before but now that you have involved yourself with me, I'm afraid luck is no longer on your side, Jimin. I'm sorry. Jimin noticed the sudden silence and instantly turned to look at her, his body and soul urging him to grab her and hold her tight but his mind recalled his previous decision and refused him the right to do so. "Y-you alright?" he asked softly, inching just a tiny bit closer to her to satisfy his need to comfort her in the least bit. Chaeyoung raised her head and nodded, although her face showed sadness and her lip was bleeding from how hard she had bit it. Jimin instantly reached his hand to her face, thumb rubbing the blood from her lip gently as Chaeyoung stared at him wordlessly. Jimin gulped as he stared at her eyes, physically forcing himself to look away from her as he turned his body to face forward once again.

Chaeyoung felt rejection once again, a knot forming in her throat as she looked away from him. "E-eomma said that once she p-passes away that the deal with the demon will be completed and the barrier will break, resulting in everything that I could once do to come back again. The deal was to protect me but she didn't set a timespan so as soon as she passes the protection is over. I will lose the last family that I have left. I will be left alone...I don't want any of it, Chaeyoung. I don't want to be alone...I don't want to be strange." Jimin's voice had become shaky and he quickly hid his face in his hands as he shed more tears. Chaeyoung's frown was prominent on her face but Jimin couldn't see it. So many thoughts were going through her head but before she decided to run away like she wanted to, she took a deep shaky breath and spoke up. "Y-you won't be alone, Jimin. You will have Jin oppa and I to help you out. We can be strange together..."

Jimin's crying came to a halt as soon as Chaeyoung finished her words. "C-Chaeyoung...what do you mean by that?" Chaeyoung gave him a weak smile, removing herself from the wall and kneeling down in front of him. She leaned forward, her hands placed on his cheeks. Jimin warmed at her touch, instantly melting as his body relaxed in pure content. His heart was thumping loudly in his chest as he anticipated Chaeyoung's words and he felt small under her intense gaze. "I can see spirits too, Jimin. I have been able to see spirits and physically interact with them since I was seven years old. Jin oppa can see them too but he was just born with the ability...I wasn't. I was cursed. If anything happens then we can be strange together but don't focus on that. I promise we will help your eomeoni get better. There has to be a way to save her too. We can end it all together. We can end my curse and hers and live happily."

Chaeyoung's eyes were fixed on Jimin's that were wavering slightly at her words. She could see the lack of understanding on his face as it contorted into furrowed eyebrows that made small wrinkles appear on his skin. As if he had been struck by something, his eyes quickly widened and his breath hitched, grabbing Chaeyoung's wrists as he jolted. "W-what are you saying, Chaeyoung? Are you trying to make me feel better by pretending?" He chuckled but once he took a good look at Chaeyoung's dead serious face he quickly stopped. "Y-you're serious? Jin hyung and you can see spirits? As in ghosts?" Chaeyoung nodded and Jimin released one of Chaeyoung's wrists to run the hand through his hair. "Wait...what do you mean by cursed? Chaeyoung you said you would end her curse and yours as well...what does that mean?"

Chaeyoung took a deep breath, giving Jimin a look that sent shivers down his spine but he instantly responded to her unconscious orders. He carefully brought her to sit on his lap, which earned a quiet squeal of surprise from Chaeyoung who was unaware of the command she had been giving him; the command of wanting to be held. She was stiff at first but soon relaxed when she felt one of Jimin's hands push her head down gently to lean on his shoulder and then run his fingers through her hair. 

"What did you mean by cursed, Chaeyoung?" he asked once again, intrigued in hearing Chaeyoung speak about herself. She sighed, "I meant that I too am being affected by a demon, Jimin. However, my situation differs from yours. While your eomeoni thought of you when she made the deal...my parents didn't. I became the sacrifice, not them. I'm the one that is going to die at the end..." Chaeyoung's words became a mere whisper and Jimin could hear her begin to sniffle. His heart was beating at rapid pace and he had so many thoughts in his head, blood instantly drained from his body when Chaeyoung said she had been used as a sacrifice for a deal and that she would die.

Jimin started to feel the blood return to his body in a boil as he recalled her words once again. Her parents used her as a sacrifice? She's going to die because of them? Jimin would have continued to get lost in his thoughts if not for Chaeyoung's small gasp of pain. He immediately looked down to see what was wrong only to find that the hand that had been caressing her hair was now pressing into her arm tightly after having wrapped around her back. "I'm so sorry, Chaeyoung! I d-don't know what got into me. I was so overtaken by anger that I didn't realize what I was doing." He quickly attempted to remove his arm but Chaeyoung shook her head to prevent him from doing so. "It's alright...thank you for feeling angry. It just showed that you care." Her voice was so quiet and she sounded so weak that he didn't know what to do with himself. All he wanted was to have her engulfed in an embrace forever, thoughts of not holding her due to hurting Seulgi further completely gone. He was now in full protective mode and he wouldn't let anything or anyone hurt Chaeyoung.

"I-I just found out about my parents using me as a sacrifice today, actually. Your eomeoni told me that I had the mark of death on me and that a very dark presence looms around me. She explained everything to me and it was so overwhelming at the time that I fainted. I just couldn't believe that my parents were capable of doing such a thing. Parents are supposed to love you unconditionally and protect you but after some realization I came to think that it wasn't that hard to believe." Hearing her say those words so sullenly made his heart clench in pain for her and he now understood why his story made her cry as well. 

"My parents turned their back on me one night. I vaguely remember that night, but I see their backs going further and further away from me when I remember. Ever since then, I woke up to being able to see spirits. Not only could I see them but they would physically touch me so it was a terrifying experience for me at first." Chaeyoung just said one sentence after the other, almost running out of breath if not for Jimin changing their positions so that Chaeyoung was sitting on his lap with her legs on each side of his waist.

Jimin's hands were now on her waist and she was hunched over in an almost looming position over him. Her arms were just by her side until one of Jimin's hands left her waist and guided one of her arms to wrap around his neck, her other arm automatically wrapping around his neck as well. Jimin's hand returned to her waist once again and Chaeyoung remained still for a second, her body not reacting until her bottom lip quivered and tears fell from her eyes. She lowered her head to hide her face but Jimin quickly pressed his forehead against hers to stop her from hiding herself from him. "It's okay to cry, Chaeyoung. I will take all of your tears. I will take every single one of your tears until you have none left to cry." Chaeyoung felt embarrassed and shy but finally getting her life story out of her chest to someone else was making her feel better if only a little. She was glad that Jimin was the one in front of her right now and was grateful to him.

"I-I was so lost and had no idea what to do when I woke up and my parents were gone. I was starting to see people that weren't there, some were scary and others were not. When someone would encounter me they would just avert their eyes and pretend like I didn't exist no matter how much I cried for them to help me." She took a brief pause to catch her breath as crying and telling a difficult story for her was not an easy thing to do and left her short of breath. "I-I-I tried to return home but I couldn't find my way back...I was just a young girl yet no one in the world wanted to help me. I survived on scraps of food that I scavenged for while I walked around from place to place. Despite being afraid of the dark, I had to sleep in alleys or hidden corners where I wouldn't be seen. I had completely given up on the idea of asking for help, I was alone; truly and utterly alone." Jimin brought his hands to her back, moving his head to the side so that Chaeyoung could easily fall onto him when he pulled her closer. His eyes stung with tears as he heard her sob and it was easy to tell that she was having trouble saying her story as she froze from time to time.

After a short break, she finally gathered enough energy to start back up again now that she was all snuggled up in Jimin's embrace. She could feel his body tremble and could hear the soft whimpers coming from him as he tried to hold onto his tears. "As I travelled, I gained the interest of several individuals that thought it was weird for a young child to walk around on her own, especially a child that looked as much of a mess as I did. I honestly don't know how I survived on my own for so long, I was dirty and extremely thin but whenever someone actually offered to help me I would run away and hide. I grew up stealing from houses in rural areas, hiding from authorities by pretending to belong to other families so I wouldn't be taken away as that was a thing that I learned could happen to children with no parents. I didn't want to put my trust on someone again so I refused to let someone take me. My education came from old books I had found in the garbage dumps of schools I would come across of. I loved to read so I would stuff many into my backpack that I acquired during one of my runs and once I was safely hidden I would go off on a reading marathon. I did that for many years until I was finally old enough to work at a place."

Jimin was amazed at Chaeyoung, he didn't think anyone in the world would be able to survive on their own as an abandoned seven year old. As time went by she learned to do certain things to survive, even if some were not the most honorable. He was utterly amazed that she even had the will to educate herself by reading books from schools she would find. Park Chaeyoung was truly one of a kind in his mind. Hearing her childhood made how she acted before finally make sense as to why she was so cold to him. She didn't have anything against him on a personal level. She just didn't trust anyone after the childhood she had experienced. She's doing too much to my heart. I think I might die of some sort of heart condition. I'm grateful to finally know about her. Thank you, Chaeyoung. He thought.

"Once I was older I would get odd jobs here and there just to buy clothes and food so I wouldn't have to steal anymore. I eventually quit every single job I would get after making some decent money because the world was full of despicable human beings. I had a better time interacting with random spirits I would encounter but I hated men like no tomorrow. They were disgusting in my eyes. At least the ones that I encountered while working that is. They would look at females with nothing but hunger in their eyes like pigs." Jimin held onto her protectively, the thought of other men looking at her both disgusting and angering him. "I decided to travel to other places eventually and moved here and there with the little money I had left I had ended up in Busan." Busan? How would our lives had been if we met at that time? He wondered.

"I spent a couple of days there until I finally ran out of money and would stay in alleys like I had been used to. I still had all my things with me until I got robbed ironically enough. Another homeless person attacked me when I was walking across a park to get to a different place. They even tried to take the clothes I was wearing but I put up a fight. Who knew that the homeless attacking me and leaving me on a bench would be the best thing to ever happen to me. I eventually woke up with Jin oppa and Jungkook staring at me." Jimin raised his head sightly at the mention of the name Jungkook. Chaeyoung had mentioned his name many times before and he believed that Jin had mentioned the name as well. He was curious about who Jungkook could be but he figured it would be best to ask another time.

"I was confused at first but eventually went crazy thinking that they were going to do something to me so I attacked them. It wasn't a pretty sight to be honest. I still feel bad about how I acted towards them at first...I'm sure Jin oppa can give you the details of what went down. I'm exhausted after speaking so much but thank you for hearing me out, Jimin." Chaeyoung pulled away slightly to see his face after he leaned back. She smiled making Jimin's heart swell in joy. 

"That's it. That's my life story. If I do forget some details I'll probably remember and explain them as we go but that's the basics. I can see ghosts and be touched by them as well as touch them too. I'm also being chased by a demon that wants to kill me. That accident we had in the library that sent us both to the hospital? That is the demon, Jimin. Now that I've told you...are you still willing to help me knowing you are at risk as well? I don't want to force you, Jimin." Chaeyoung's eyes were big and looked so innocent as she spoke that Jimin couldn't help but squeeze her cheeks as he gave her a bright smile that did reach his eyes this time. "I said that I would stick to you like glue and would help until the very end no matter what, didn't I? Even if my life is in danger, I am willing to risk it all for you, Chaeyoung. I'll protect you."

She blushed at Jimin's words as they sounded like a confession she would hear in dramas. "I don't want you to risk your life in order to protect me, Jimin. That is a huge risk that can be taken but I don't even want to think of that happening. Instead, let's all protect each other. We are not alone in this and together we can end this mess for everyone. To set your mother free, to set me free, to set Jin oppa free, and to set yourself free. We can finally live normally like we rightfully deserve." Jimin just chuckled and nodded, his heart swelling with utter joy and he couldn't deny that he was happy to have learned so much about Chaeyoung. Park Chaeyoung, the frail looking girl that has so much character that it makes him go crazy. She looks so innocent and cute but behind that face of hers has been a story of pain and suffering far worse than any he had ever heard and that has made her so strong. She had to grow up in a different manner at such a young age to overcome the abandonment of her parents. He had so many different feelings for the girl in front of him that he found it hard to control himself.

Despite previously holding back on showing his affections, he leaned closer to Chaeyoung's face without thinking, their foreheads bumping a little before he gently kissed her on the lips. Before Chaeyoung had the chance to react the clearing of someone's throat made both her and Jimin jump away from each other in an instant. They looked up to see a security guard with his arms crossed and a foot tapping on the ground looking at them angrily. "Yah! You hormonal kids go back inside! It's late now so this place is off limits and the door will be locked so get a move on!" he yelled, waiting as the two scrambling youngsters got off the floor. Jimin glanced at Chaeyoung who appeared shy as she looked at the ground and he smiled, grabbing her hand and making a run for it past the security guard. "YAH! Don't make a patient run, kid!" With that they left the terrace, both panting once they got inside. They looked at each other's flushed faces, eyes were twinkling as they laughed. Maybe I can have a scene like in dramas after all? Is that allowed for me? Chaeyoung wondered as she clutched her aching stomach. I just wish these drama-like scenes I am experiencing with you won't end in tragedy.

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Author's Note:

Hey guys!

I'm really freaking tired right now as school has not been fun but I was gone for a long time and had some free time to actually finish this chapter so here you go!

I'm sorry it's so super long.

I hope you enjoyed it though!

I'll try to be back sooner but no promises.

Bye for now!