Y/N P.O.V.

I sighed as I walked into the door of my apartment, hanging to keys on their hook, and placing my book bag and package down on the marbled kitchen counter. I swiftly tied my hair up as I walked into my bedroom then changed and then walk out of the room. As I got to my room i slipped into more comfortable clothes. ;)

I set my phone down on the coffee table in the living room, and walked into the kitchen. Opening the fridge, I got out supplies to make a sandwich.Placing down the ingredients, I almost forgot about the package. I grabbed the package and walked to the living room. Cutting open the top of package, I noticed how the items inside the package were simple. As I opened the package even more, I noticed a pair of shattered round glasses, and a simple note reading:

"Don't you remember this?"

Holy Shi--

Flashback

There's this boy that has been bullying me for a long time. At the time, I had to wear big round glasses, and I was quite embarrassed of them. One day, as I walked into school, the boy pulled me aside and tore the glasses off my face, stepping on them as the hit the floor. Pieces of glass littered the floor, as tears flooded my eyes.

"Guys look! The nerd is crying again." The bully shouted, making everyone in the hallway direct their attention towards me. I felt absolutely numb in that moment, until I heard a different voice shout.

"LEAVE HER ALONE!" A mysterious voice shouted. I looked up in disbelief as I saw another one of the foreign exchange students shouted out. He quickly helped me up, and asked if I was okay. He proceeded to take me to the nurse. This was the first time in the last two months of being in America, that someone actually stood up for me.

End of flashback

Tear spilled out of my eyes, as I read the note, remembering every bit of that bittersweet moment. I took out the glasses, and held them in my shaking hands. I noticed the scar on my left palm. The scar that was created on that day, from slamming my hands into the glass on the floor, in anger and fear. But, it's been so long since then. Since the first day I met XXXXXXX. He helped me up, and stood up for me. But I was so naive then. If only I could see what he was truly capable of.

I angrily wipe my tears, and head to the kitchen, making sure to grab my phone. I took the box and threw it on the counter. I shakily open my phone and call Yoongi.

"Hey Y/N are you ok? Why are you calling?" Yoongi asked. I hear mumbling in the back, but think nothing of it.

"Yoongi, a package came. I think it's from XXXXXXX. Can you please come to my place?" I pleaded, whimpering a bit at the end.

"Ok. I'll be there soon. Don't worry." Yoongi reasurres. We quickly say our goodbyes, and then hang up.

Silence fills my apartment once more. A heavy feeling drops onto my chest once more, filling my entire body with dread. What if he's trying to hurt me? What if he shows up at school? 'What if's' are all that fill my thoughts for the next few minutes. My own thoughts, which were my safe haven, have now become my demise.

Knock Knock

I jolt up from my seat, and wearily walk to the front door. I look through the peephole and sigh in relief. It's just Yoongi.. I immediately let him in, and hugged him.

"Yoongi I'm so scared.." I whispered, tears welling up again.

"I know.. But it's ok, you'll be fine. Just tell me what happened." Yoongi cooed, stroking my hair. I let go of the hug,and gasped when I saw Jimin behind Yoongi.

"What is he doing here?" I whisper-yelled.

"Well... we were going shopping for food, and then you called. So we just rushed out of there." Yoongi said, scratching the back of his head. I just nodded, and pulled Yoongi into my room.

"Sorry, for dragging you, I needed a quiet space." I apologized. He just hummed.

"Ok, so when I got home there was a package at the door. I hadn't ordered anything, but I thought nothing of it. But when I opened it up, there was a pair of broken glasses and a note." I explained.

"Ok? So you were sent a pair of broken glasses and you got scared, Why?" Yoongi questioned.

"Those were the glasses I had when I arrived in America. Those were the same glasses that my bully broke. XXXXXXX saved me from getting hit. I think XXXXXXX is trying to sent a message.. I think he's in Korea now. I can have him find me!!" I said, panic arising in my voice.

"Y/N calm down. Is there is return address?" Yoongi asked.

"No, I already checked.He's too smart to forget that. " I said.

"You're right.. Since you don't feel safe here, I'll let you sleep at my house for the weekend. Is that ok?" Yoongi explained. I nodded my head, and began to pack my stuff.

"By the way.. Jimin's my roomate." Yoongi added, smirking at the end.

"Are you fucking kidding me!?" I yelled in anger, as Yoongi laughed his way out of my room. I began packing my black suitcase, and gathering toiletries. After packing I went out into the living room.

"You ready?" Yoongi asked, grabbing my suitcase. I hummed in response, and grabbed my purse. I turned off all the lights, and locked the door.

Once we arrived at Yoongi's car, he put my suitcase in the back, and hopped into the front seat, while Jimin in the back. I sat on the passenger side.

"Wait, Yoongi. Does Jimin know what is going on with me and the people?" I whispered in Yoongi's ear.

"No. You and I are the only ones who know, as far as I know. Did you tell anyone else other than me?" Yoongi asks with a worried tone.

"No, only you and I. But it's getting even harder to keep it. People are wondering what is happening to me. Hyuna is getting suspicious and she knows when I lie to her and I can't tell her anything anymore, I may have to run again" I whispered quickly.

"No Y/N. You are not running again. You just got here and I don't want you to leave. It's been 5 years, you're not going anywhere. I will not let anything happen to you." He said, starting to raise his voice. I just hummed at him, and leaned my head against the window.

This fucking sucks... I just got here, and all this shit is happening. Plus I have to room with Yoongi and Jimin...

I watched as buildings passed me, and streetlights zoomed by. Constantly crying has really been wearing me down.. I slowly closed my eyes, and drifted.

Timeskip

I was so tired that I didn't even feel the car stop, and somebody lift me out. I expected it to be Yoongi, but instead I looked up and my eyes met Jimin's. My body was so tired that I didn't react, and just drifted asleep once more.

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Hi again! This was mostly a filler chapter, so sorry there wasn't too much action... Anyways, hope you enjoyed! (Also.. Song had nothing to do with ch. lol. I just like the song.)

Have a good day..