What the hell?!

That is everything you can think of. Is this creepy feeling coming from... Yoongi? Impossible. But then you take a look at his eyes, they are cold and never stop looking at you. Furthermore, he never looked this pale before or was it because you never saw him in real life, and he just is this pale.

He is completely silent, just looking at you until you decide to break the silence, "Uhm... hey." For some seconds he doesn't react and just keeps looking until he holds out his hand, signalizing you to give him the album. You do so and he just looks at the name the other members wrote down and he copies it and adds his signature. Is something wrong with him? Is he tired? Or is he just like that? 

Yoongi gives you back your album, still not saying a thing. You decide to just go on and leave him, it is freaking you out. You are now going towards Jimin, Yoongi's gaze still not leaving you. Jimin again is acting just like the others, cheerful and cute. 

You get the signatures of the remaining members, the creepy feeling of being watched not leaving you and you feel a shiver down your spine.

When you are just done with Jungkook and about to leave the room, you look back to get a last glance of Taehyung. But as you do so, you also see Yoongi getting up, who just finished with his last fan. You see him leave the room through the back door and the other members are yelling after him. The six look at each other and just shrug. So, he really is behaving weirdly, when even the other members don't understand what he is doing. 

"Oh well," you think to yourself and leave the building. As you reach the outside, you realize it's already dark. Well, it is fall, so it gets dark pretty early. You start your walk towards your apartment and think about what happened today. You sigh. The interactions with Taehyung were amazing! He called you beautiful. You blush really strong as you think about that. 

You reach the part of your way home, which isn't used by many people and it seems like you are alone in this alley right now. You like this more than crowded areas, but an alley in the pitch-black is still not really enjoyable.

It is at this very moment, you realize that your footsteps start echoing. Why the hell did they start echoing?! The environment didn't change, so it is not possible, that suddenly echoes appear. You suddenly stop walking and hear one more footstep after stopping. What the fuck?!

You start to walk again, but this time faster, way faster. You hear the 'echoes' at the same speed as you walk, no run, you are running. You decide to take a look back for a split second and you detect a weird silhouette at the other end of the dark alley and quickly look back forward. You really don't want to stumble right now.

You can finally see your apartment building in the distance and then you just start a final sprint. You had no idea how fast you can actually go. 

You reach the front door. "Fuck! My keys!" you say aggressively. You put your hand into your bag and start to look for your keys. In fear, you look back, but can't find the silhouette, which can mean either something good or something really bad. You just hope it was your imagination all along. You finally find your keys and open the front door hectically.

As you reached the inside of your apartment, you lean against your door and start breathing heavily. "What the hell?!" you say between your breaths. Still sitting against the door, trying to calm down, there was suddenly a piece of paper slipped under the door right next to you. Your eyes widen and you pick it up with shaking hands to see what's written on it: 

Found you! <3

What the fuck?! Was really someone chasing you?! Or is it just someone who plays a prank on you?! But then you had an idea... a really stupid and risky one to be honest, but you have to do it. You actually didn't think about it and like that you quickly open your apartment door and look left and right.

Nothing. No one.

But someone just slipped the paper under your door, it was just seconds ago. It's impossible to disappear like that. At this point, you are really freaked out, for good reason obviously.

You get back into your apartment making sure to lock the door. You also decide to close the window, which was open a little bit. You sit down on your bed and look at the paper in your hand. "Found you..." you read out loud, still not understanding anything. You then start to smell something... What is that? You think about the smell until you come to a conclusion: 

Cologne?

Where the hell does the smell of men's cologne come from? Once more you look at the piece of paper, which you are still holding, and decide to smell it. You take the paper to your nose and the smell increases. You have to admit, it does smell good, but this doesn't change the fact, that this paper is really creepy.

You place it on the nightstand and lie down on your bed, of course not able to sleep. You just think about everything again.

What a day...