- Chapter 3 :

I opened my eyes, feeling like I was in a dream. My body was floating in the clouds and the breeze flew through my hair, my feet soaring like the birds in my vicinity. How nice and gracious that would be if it true. 

If it was true.

But no, it wasn't. I felt myself falling deeper and deeper, not being able to catch to myself as I delved into darkness. I yelped, sobbed, and screamed but no one could hear me. Why? I was alone just like before, just always. 

My eyes eyes fluttered open for real this time and I found myself oddly disappointed that none of it was real. It would have nice to fly for once perhaps. I finally snapped myself awake and looked around to find myself on the bench in the same exact park. So I'd fallen asleep on the cold wooden structure. 

I finally got up and stretched, looking from left to right. It was early morning, the sun shining through the tree leaves to create an array of light on the grass that was still wet with early morning dew. I shambled up and groggily padded to the nearest bathroom stall, closing the door and locking it. I didn't want to interact with other humans to be exact.

I quickly rinsed my face and hair, combing it straight with my hands. I didn't want to look like a complete hobo and attract attention. My jeans were still clean and my blue sweater was in good condition too, all thanks to the hospital. I rinsed my mouth with the soap and flinched as the horrible taste.

It was stupid but I couldn't afford killing my surroundings with my stinky breath. All clean and fine now, I padded out the cubicle and to my bench and sat down, satisfied with a frown on my lips. Unsure of what to do, I stood and inspected a tree. 

"Um miss?" A stranger voice caught my attention and I turned around, shaking. It was a man around my age, handsome but still nevertheless a human. He was wearing a beanie, earrings, a supreme shirt and jeans. He inspected me, watching with an eagle's eye. I began to get scared, very scared. 

I always had anxiety when it came to humans, they scared me for some reason. I felt my body sweat as the man continued to smile at me, in a friendly way. "You looked lost, do you need some help?" He asked and reached his hand to touch mine. 

Oh hell no.

I ran like my life depended on it as he called out, screaming 'Miss!'. Did I care though? No again, I never trusted humans and this one in particular even though trying to be nice, was not going to fool me. Everyone here was cruel, not one could be trusted. That was the conclusion I'd come to in my stay on Earth.

I stopped and panted as I looked up, gasping at my surroundings. It was a grassy field, stalks of yellow wheat plundering up to the sky as the light blue sky above sported fluffy white clouds. The plants slightly swayed due to the wind and my heart clenched at the beautiful sight; I've always loved scenery. 

A small smile graced my face as I sat down on the stalks, lying down and slowing my breathing. It felt so good to be off medication and I knew that I wouldn't last without them. However I planned on staying here for my last days, it was calm and serene, nothing like the rest of the world.

I closed my eyes and relaxed....

***

Yoongi incoherently cursed the others as they laughed at him, and his well, temper. They had basically carried him into the car as he struggled, cursing the sunlight for deteriorating his health. He now was in the passenger seat, their manager and Jin having a conversation as the rest of the bunch and the camera man goofed off in the back.

Yoongi pressed his forehead to the cold window pane and exhaled, waiting for their chatter to stop as he tried to find sleep. He felt drowsy today which was normal, but still he was more irritated than usual and just wanted to hibernate. The car abruptly finally stopped and the boys screamed in delight. Yoongi cursed at them, earning a smack from Hobi and Jin.

Suga finally was dragged out of the car by Taehyung and Jungkook who teased him before running for their lives the minute Yoongi growled. Hoseok meanwhile, came over and hugged Yoongi from behind, smiling as he walked to the by to the sight of their shoot.

It was an abandoned park where people almost never came. Along with that it was deep in where a field stood. Yoongi and the others found themselves transfixed by the beauty of the place as they sighed, their worries drowning away as they admired nature's creation.

However more than that, the boys found themselves more drawn to the figure in the middle. There was a girl lying down, her hair loosely all over the wheat as her knees pointed up, her hand shooting to the clouds. Jungkook carefully walked, not the scare the girl as Yoongi and the others approached as well.

"Miss?" Jimin called, watching as she jumped, facing them with a petrified face. Yoongi felt guilty at how scared she looked but made no comment as they tried to communicate with her, after all she'd have to leave now. Yoongi was wondering why she looked so ghostly thin, and dead, her face sad and scared. It was quite something to see.

"We were wondering if-" All the boys stopped speaking as soon as the girl yelped and fell over, passed out. There was a silence before Namjoon spoke up, "Did we do anything wrong?"

Here's another update! It took me twenty minutes to write! I might update Sumgyeojin tmr but I do not know sinse I have a Test on Wednesday and other things to take care of. Thanks for reading and this is dedicated to you Yoon_Chimchim because I love you <3

-lunar1029