It's been a month since Jimin lives at the house. He's been so fine living there. Unexpectedly. It's been 3 weeks he last saw the figure that he thought dark shadows and only his illusion. He can't any longer wait to be scare by him every night. Jimin decide to make sure if the figure was real or not tonight. Since tomorrow is school holiday, Jimin decide to stay up late night. He will wait for the figure to come over. 

It's already past 12 midnight. But there is no sign of the figure. But still Jimin waited for him with sit up on his bed straightly and quietly. Time passed so fast. It's already 1 a.m. in the morning. Still no sign of him. Jimin eyes got sleepy as the time flies. With his heavy eyes, its suddenly wide opened. The figure is in front of him now. He blink his eyes for several times. It's real. It's so real. He's not dreaming. He's not in illusion. He even slap his face to make sure that it's not dream. The figure was about to go but Jimin manage to stop him. He hold his hands. It's so cold. Jimin was shocked by the man face. It's so pale. There is no blood can be seen on his face. None. Jimin stare at him. His eyes. It's. Red. What is he? Who is he? How did he get into this place? How did he entered the house? Jimin know him, but where? He have seen this man before somewhere but when? It's the questions that Jimin wanted to ask but he said, "I met you again" instead. The figure smirked. Jimin jolt a little. It's scary. It's feel so surreal. Suddenly his mind was stop him from thinking as his eyes felt so sleepy suddenly. His eyes was so heavy to open. "Who are you? " "Where did you come from? " "Do I know you? " "What are you? " Jimin mumbled in his sleep. The man brought him into his bed. He leave him alone as Jimin already sleep soundly.

 "Fool." The boy mumbled. 

Jimin sleep so soundly last night. He woke up late due to he waited for that figure that he has confirmed that it's real. Yes. Last night. Jimin mind suddenly get attacked as he remind of what had happened last night. How did he get on the bed. No. What is he? His eyes. Yes. Eyes. It's. Red. What is he. Who are him? Jimin mind continuously thinking. "Who are you? " Jimin mumbled alone. He then grumble his hair. He felt so irritated as he got no answers for his questions. His mother who saw his hair is in messy asked him if he's okay. "Jiminnie.. Are you okay?