Chapter 9. Suits
Jimin frowns and opens his eyes, the smell of medicine overwhelming his nostrils. Yoongi looks down at him with a worried expression, his face white with white wallpaper and blankets. This is a hospital. Yoongi curses at Jimin as he opens his eyes, seemingly worried.
"Wow... Min Yoongi worries about everyone" Jimin
"....what did you say?" Yoongi
"Thank you" Jimin
"Besides the thank you, what happened?" Yoongi
Jimin thought for a while"...No, nothing happened," he lied.
"Ugh. Running around like that, looking for witches... I thought I'd faint at some point." Yoongi
"A witch..." Jimin
At the word witch, Jimin smiled frighteningly, then rudely pulled out the IV needle stuck in his arm. Yoongi was surprised by Jimin and tried to lay him down again, but Jimin pushed him away, put on his jacket, and left. Yoongi followed after him and told him to go back to the hospital, but Jimin just listened and kept smiling.
Meanwhile, after sending Jimin away, Soo-jung gazes at the messy room for a while. Shards of glass strewn across the floor. Rose petals crumble against the blood-stained wallpaper. In the spot where Jimin had gone, Soo-jung raises an eyebrow and grits her teeth.
"Mother." Edit
"What would your mother do with that man?"She seemed determined, fiddling with her earrings with an expectant expression as she recited a spell. Then, the room, once filled with blood and glass, was greeted by a clean room, as if nothing had happened.
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Jimin's hand, where he had recklessly pulled out the IV, continued to bleed, as if it had no intention of stopping. Droplets of blood left their mark wherever he passed. After a long walk, he arrived at none other than his own home. His house was dark and quiet. Without even turning on the lights, Jimin lay on his bed, staring at his knife.
"Why did I do that?" Jimin
He nervously threw the knife at the door, and it hit the center of the door. "Ha..fuck"He muttered a curse softly and closed his eyes.
Jimin's dark house was brightened by the sunlight streaming through the curtains. He'd only been asleep for two hours. The moment he opened his eyes, his brow furrowed, he reached for a cigarette. He put a cigarette in his mouth since morning and lit it with the Zippo lighter he'd often played with. He inhaled and exhaled, picking out his clothes. For some reason, he pulled out a suit. He crushed the cigarette, which had shrunk from the cigarette, and threw it outside before going into the bathroom. How many minutes had passed?I shook my head, put on the suit I had taken out earlier, and put the lighter in my back pocket.
He touched his hair, which he hadn't done before, and pulled the sword from the door, placing it in the sheath at his waist. He put on his shoes and stepped outside. Jimin had no idea what he was thinking at the moment.
He came out and wandered around the house for a while. Then, he saw her walking towards him, her shoes clicking. Even though the light was blinding her, her dark hair swayed as she walked, and Jimin touched her hair for no reason before approaching her.
"Hello, pretty~" Jimin
"I can't say hello" edit
"Our pretty one always went to that cafe yesterday, even though something like that happened." Jimin
"Uh. I need a coffee transfusion. Then I'll go." Edit
"Pretty, are you flirting now? I dressed up nicely today, but you didn't even look at me once." Jimin
At Jimin's words, Soojung looks straight at Jimin.
"Ugh.." Edit
At Soo-jung's words, Jimin made a dumbfounded expression, and Soo-jung walked proudly to the cafe, leaving him behind.
"It's a bit fussy"
Chapter 10. The Witness
Jimin followed Soojung into the cafe, ordered a coffee for himself, and sat down in front of Soojung. Soojung clicked her tongue, looking at Jimin more pitifully than anyone else.
"ㅂ신" correction
Just then, the sound of fruit being blended in a blender was heard from inside. Jimin approached her and asked.
"What did you say? Pretty" Jimin
"No, you're so good" Edit
"What's with the pretty girl?" Jimin
Just then, the coffee arrived, and Jimin jumped up and brought it over. Soojung smelled the coffee and put it back down.
"Aren't you drinking?" Jimin
"Uh." Edit
"Why?" Jimin
"Why should I say that?" Edit
"Tsk..." Jimin
Soo-jeong was staring outside, and Jimin was staring at her intently. After a while, Soo-jeong got up from her seat. Jimin followed Soo-jeong, gulped down his coffee, and got up. As soon as Soo-jeong entered a small, deserted path where no one walked, she turned around and glared at Jimin, who continued to follow her. He also looked down at her with his hands in his pockets, as if he didn't give in. Her eyes turned red, as if she didn't like Jimin's attitude, and around Jimin, several knives that appeared from nowhere were floating and pointing at him.
"Can you just write something like this? You'll get caught being a witch, pretty girl." Jimin
"Don't worry about it. I'll take care of it." Edit
"Then don't worry" Jimin
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"Found it"
Someone secretly took pictures of Soo-jung and Jimin. No, to be exact, only Soo-jung. Why did he take them? Was he just chasing the witch like Jimin and finding Soo-jung, or was there another reason? He looked at the pictures he took for a while, as if he liked them.
"Still pretty"??
He turned around and went his way.
What is foreshadowing here?
It refers to a narrative device that hints at future events or situations in a story.
