We finished the project in three hours. While I had searched for informations in Jungkook’s laptop, he had done it in Jimin’s iPad. We had written the important facts in an app where both could access it. We had finished our research, we’d read our text and had corrected or changed something so that the teacher would think that we had copied it from the Internet. When we’d found the text good enough, Kookie’s printed per Wifi and I had had to go fetch it in the sitting where the printer was. The other were watching TV and I had smiled at them before leaving the room with the sheets in my hands. I had gone upstairs and had found Jungkook already working on the PowerPoint. We had chosen some pictures before and had added the more important facts. It had been quite easy to distribute the lines though we had had a little discussion because he wanted to the most of the lines. I knew it was easier for him to mesmerize because he was a vampire, but I was good at mesmerizing too. We had stopped arguing when Namjoon had shouted from the living room for us to be quiet because he couldn’t hear what the people on the TV were saying. Both sighed when we were finally finished.

“We do a good team. We should work together more often.” Jungkook suggested and I smiled to show my approvement. “Do you want a piece of chocolate cake? Bogum did it yesterday and there is a bit left surprisingly.” I didn’t even answer. Namjoon’s chocolate cake tasted like heaven and my stomach growled anticipating the piece of heaven. I went downstairs barefoot, but stopped in the last step. Ara, who had just left the living room, and I made eye contact and both started running towards the kitchen because both had the same idea on mind: to eat the last piece of Namjoon’s marvellous cake. I was faster than Ara in human speed, so I got in the kitchen. With a smile, Yoongi took a bite of the last piece of cake and I slapped him in my mind. He must have used his supernatural speed to get there first. I felt someone bump into me from the back and fell forwards. My nose started hurting and I felt blood running out my nostrils.

“Mina. I’m so sorry.” Ara apologized worried. In a matter of seconds I was being carried by Hoseok upstairs. I covered my nose in order not to dirty his sweater. We entered the bathroom and he put me down.

“Put your nose under cold water.” He said while looking for the first-aid kit. I did as he told me to and saw the transparent water turn into red because of my blood. I let out a small yell when I felt something extremely cold on my neck.

“You could have warned me before.” I said, embarrassed and Hoseok smiled.

“The ice will help to stop your bleeding.” He explained and it actually did work. When he noticed that I was barely bleeding, he put cotton in each nostril.

“Thank you.” He smiled. “I can do the rest alone.“ He put the kit back to its place and went out. I looked at my sweater and I was glad that there was no blood on it. I washed my hand and analized my reflect on the mirror. My nose was certainly going to be swollen the next day. I sighed and went towards the door to go out. I was about to open the door, but stopped.

“Mina.”

‘No. Not again.” I thought and covered my ears in a failed attempt to hush that enchanting, yet wicked voice. I could hear my name being said over and over again and the more I would hear my name, the more attired to the door in the front I would be. I couldn’t let it pull me again into that damn room.

“Yoongi.” I whispered his name and made sure to make my fear audible.

“Mina, are you okay?” He knocked on the door and I sighed, relieved. I didn’t answer and I opened the door. Instead of looking at Yoongi, I looked above his shoulder and He understood the reason of my fear when he followed my gaze. He grabbed my hand and pulled me so that I would follow him. I was trying really hard not to listen to that voice, but it was as if its call was becoming more hypnotizing with each step I was taking. i stopped walking when the call became too intense for me to ignore. I could feel Yoongi’s confused eyes on me, but I was staring at nothing. My body was being pulled by something invisible and my mind was starting to daze off. Without control over my body, I walked back to get to the door even though I was ordering my body no to go there. Luckily for me, Yoongi grabbed my arm and dragged me as far as possible from that door. He dragged me to the living room where everyone was waiting for us and he made me sit down on the couch. Even though I was aware of my surrounding, I didn’t managed to make my body obey my orders. Jimin waved his hand in front of me, but I didn’t even wink.

‘WAKE UP!’ Rose’s yell was as slap for me and I woke up from the hypnose. I looked around confused and looked down as I felt a cold hand on mine. I stared at Namjoon who was looking at the others as if he were asking for permission to do something. After Yoongi’s nod, he looked at me and his eyes, as green as the forest turned into a green as clear as water.  

“Mina, what happened last time in that room?” I started laughing. I couldn’t believe he was trying to hypnotise me after the failed attempt last time, moreover, the serious he did when he hypnotizes someone was just funny.

‘Stop acting like a fool.’ Rose scolded me and I stopped laughing immediately. In my face was nothing, but seriousness.

“I’ve already told you that I don’t want to talk about it.” He widened his eyes and everyone looked at me strangely. I rested my head on Kookie’s shoulder and closed my eyes. “I want to go home."

“I’ll give you a ride.” Y