Sungjae woke up with a startle, screaming from his nightmare. It was Monday, only four more days until the fashion show would start.

He glanced around him, and moved his body once again, to confirm that he was still able to move around.

The sun was shining outside his window, and he opened it. The sky was cloudless blue and everything seemed normal.

He sat down in his room for hours and waited, until it was time for the rehearsal again.

The rehearsal ended as usual, very late at night.

That night, he was visited by the spirit of Kim Junseok once again, lurking above his bed.

He grinned with a wicked smile.

"You're next." he cackled as he vanished again into thin air, releasing Sungjae from his binds.

Sungjae was able to move again, but he was still uncertain of what would happen next.

He barely slept, traumatised by the previous moments that would just not stop going on and on in his head.