"I could still remember those eyes... He glared at me as if he wanted me dead."



It was the dream, the nasty dream that drove Jin awake. No signs of pleasure, no signs of sleepiness. Just plain emptiness in his heart and mind. His eyelids flickered open and a white room entered his sight. White walls, no windows. Furnitures? None, just the bed. He started to sweat, feeling uneasy. Where am I? What is this place? He shouted to himself. His mind was a complete blank, with no memories of anything. 

Jin tried to get up from the bed but his movement were stopped. He looked down, started to feel terror when both of his hands were chained. Something was wrong, definitely wrong. Thinking about escaping, he struggled to pull away the chains. Though, it was impossible for a weak man like him to pull away the metal chains. Giving up, he laid on the bed and stared at the white ceilings. 

He was all alone. All alone in this white room. The only thing he could do was, sleep.


"Are you awake?" Jin opened his heavy eyelids, when he could felt someone's palm on his head. He quickly jumped and avoided the man who was standing in front of him. Jin could tell that something about that man felt suspicious and strange. "Jin." The man called out softly, looking at him with a worried expression. 

"Who are you? Where is this place?" Jin asked, his body trembled. 

The man chuckled, and said, "Jin, are you joking with me?" Jin shook his head and glared at the man. Implying that he was not joking, and he was not in the mood to smile at the man. The man remained silent for awhile before he responded. "Jin, I'm your lover." He smiled. For some reasons, Jin felt disgusted looking at the smile the man gave him. Shivers were sent down to his spine. 

"I don't trust you." Jin said. How could he trust the man in front of him when he was all chained up by him? 

The man sighed. He stood up and walked outside, leaving Jin alone again. He wondered, what happened to him? Why couldn't he remember anything? Just then, he heard footsteps. Multiple footsteps. 5 person? Wait no, 6 person. Jin felt anxious, he had the thought that he might get killed. 

"Are you serious? He doesn't remember anything?" 

Jin felt like his heart was going to jump out when he heard a deep voice of a man. 1, 2, 3. The footsteps stopped in front of the door and Jin could heard it clearly, the turning sound of the doorknob. He faltered when six men entered the room, all looked scary and couldn't be trusted. "Jin..." The man that approached him first was the one he met just now, and Jin knew that he will hate that man really much. 

Slapped!

Jin slapped the hand away and shoot a glare at the man. "Don't touch me." Jin said, in a warning tone. 

The man sighed again, turned around to his 'companions' and shrugged. "I told you." 

"It was probably because of your smug smile, Namjoon." The man who was the shortest among all said nonchalantly, as