"Baekhyun, don't leave. I need you..."

He felt that tingling sensation again, that feeling when one is aware that someone is watching him. He shut the door quickly, forcing himself to walk instead of running like a madman along the hallway and down the stairs, leading to the common room.

Baekhyun lay for what seemed like hours on the disgusting, old couch, trying his hardest to fall asleep. It was no use. He couldn't even get his heart to calm down, couldn't get that whispering voice out of his head. He was still scared by whatever it was that had just happened in his room.

If this is some sort of prank, someone was going to get his kicked tomorrow.