The hallway was too quiet, like those scary hospital ghost movies. What the hell Mingyu, ghosts are not real. I quickened my pace and almost ran, Chan’s room is on the tenth floor and there is no way that I’ll walk down the stairs. I walked to the elevator and there was a guy wearing white pajamas. I stood beside him as we waited, it was too quiet and I wanted to sing or something so I started humming, I looked at him, he was a little bit shorter than me, he was looking at the floor, hiding his face, but I know how he looks like. The elevator’s ding made me jump a bit. We both walked in.

“Uhm-what floor are you going?” I asked, trying to talk to him, no answer.

“Hey, I’m going to the ground floor” I told him, I looked at him, his face was so pale, with pink lips.

“Same” he murmured.

I clicked the button, the weird elevator music played. I turned to him and my heart dropped when he raised his left hand.

Author's Note: 

I wrote this story while listening to Teen Top's "Cry" so I recommend that you guys should listen to it too XD