Another sleepless night went by. The sound of the flute went on every single night. And this was the fifth night you hadn't sleep.

It had became harder and harder to bear with the sound. You didn't tell your Brother though because you didn't know how to explain it. How to put it in words. Even you, yourself, don't know what was going on.

Neither could you tell your Boyfriend who had been frantically trying to figure out what was happening to you. He almost dragged you all the way to hospital in the middle of school hours because you were looking so pale and those dark circles under your eyes made you look like you would faint anytime soon.

He tends to overreact but it's only coz he loves you.

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It's a Saturday today so you could sleep in for the first time this week ever since then. Seokjin needed to drop by at his workplace due to request and he told you that he might be late so he had prepared some meal for you and Jimin. You just needed to warm it up and enjoy it when you felt hungry.

Jimin decided to visit you. He couldn't stand the fact that he couldn't do anything about it. He wanted to help you figure it out too since he obviously figured that you were hiding something. This meant that you have no choice but to give in.

"So, (Y/N)... you are telling me it's the Pied Piper?"

You gave him a look and he raised his hands up to surrender.

"I trust you I trust you but it's just..."

"Unusual."

He nodded in agreement. It's true no one could figure it out. After all, you had spent your days researching about this Pied Piper.

The two of you had settled in the living room, down on the floor with a table in front that is full of notes and papers. You had your laptop switched on as well, currently screening the blog page about Pied Piper.

None of the updates talked about the type of pain and temptation you felt. They only talked about how sweet it sounded, how handsome he is and how they got their hearts broken. No deep details attached to it.

But you did notice something. Every night you hear that flute sound, there would be a new update which meant a new victim. Thus the person responsible for your sleepless night had to be the Pied Piper.

But you wondered why it affected you when there's only supposed to be one victim each time. According to the updates that is.

You bit the top of your pen and tried to think of any further clue that you could get. All the thinking made you hungry. It was already getting late and both of you haven't eaten anything yet. You got up and went to the kitchen.

Jimin followed you as well. He then grabbed your wrist and pulled you back out. You looked at him shocked and he let go of your wrist to pull the chair out from the dining table.

He tapped on the chair, asking you to sit and you did that. He opened the fridge and took out the food to heat.

"Let me do everything, princess. You are tired. Just rest."

You had your hands up with elbows on the table and you cupped your face with your palms. You slightly pouted as you tried to concentrate again.

There was no idea popping up even after you finished eating. You laid on the floor with your legs stretched out while Jimin washed the dishes.

Your eyes moved to the laptop screen as notification popped up. Your fingers moved to play with the mouse. Jimin wiped his hands and sat down beside you. He checked at what you were staring at.

"Another one?"

You nodded but it was strange. It's late at night for sure but you haven't heard a single sound of flute. There were several images uploaded on this post so you clicked on the link.

Again the pictures were out of focus. There was not even a single photo that clearly showed his features but you could somewhat tell that he's around Seokjin's age, maybe slightly younger.

"This is not a new victim."

Jimin stared at you blankly, waiting for explanation.

"Only those who have met him knew how he looked like. So it's possible that this person was once a victim."

Jimin made a sound to it, in agreement.

You continued checking the post while Jimin excused himself as he had to take the call. You crossed your arms as you looked at the photo of the Pied Piper.

You noticed the background was similar and so you zoomed it a bit closer. Your eyes grew a bit bigger as you realised that it was your neighbourhood. You clicked on all the latest images and all those were places of your neighbourhood. You recognised them immediately.

You quickly scrolled the browser down and scanned through the different updates. It was only recently that the Pied Piper was in this place.

You checked the date and it clearly stated that it was the day you first heard the flute sound.

'He must be our neighbour,' you noted.

Jimin came back with his phone in his hand and placed it in his back pocket of his pants. You watched him grabbed his bag and letting out a sigh.

"I need to go back. Mom's calling me."

You could tell that he didn't want to go back as there was a visible pout on his face. You stood up and caressed his cheek. He placed weight on his face so that he could feel your palm as you stroked.

"Thank you for today, Jimin."

"I did nothing though."

You chuckled and shook your head.

"Anyways, see you on Monday I guess. You are busy tomorrow, right?"

He nodded, looking disappointed.

"Well, call me if anything happens. It seems like Hyung will be pretty late."

You made an 'ok' sign and held the door for him to leave. He grinned at you and turned around to leave. You watched his back slowly getting further away. Once he was out of sight, you closed the door and sat in front of your laptop.

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Time passed by without you knowing. You were way too focused on reading various posts, comments and checking the images of the Pied Piper. You were drawn to him and just couldn't help but find it interesting.

Your eyes started to sting as looking at the screen for too long caused your eyes to strain. You rubbed your eyes and closed the laptop. You placed your head on the sofa and closed your eyes for a while.

Your eyes flapped open when you heard the sound of the flute. You brought your head up and listened again. There clearly was a sound and your heart starting pounding.

It was bearable at first but you felt blood rushing throughout your entire body. Toes curling up and you felt too tempted to follow the sound. You bit your lip and gave it a thought.

You knew nothing will be solved if you just sat there. You thought maybe it would be a better idea to just find it out so you got up and grabbed your phone just in case you needed to make a call.

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The sound was louder and much clearer when you stepped out of your house. The sweet sound made you want to hum along. You knew exactly what tune was coming next. Those five days were torture and pleasure. Pleasure to your ears and torture to your heart.

You walked down the road with full attention to everything. You reached the corner where it was spilt into two roads. You scratched your head as you tried to decide which was the correct path.

You slowly processed your brain and came up with an idea.

You closed your eyes and placed all your focus on the sound of the flute. It managed to block out every other noise. All you could hear was the sound of the flute.

You opened your eyes again and you knew where it was coming from. You took a left turn and continued walking down.

You reached the house with a garden which looked similar to yours. All houses in this place had same appearance so it was not a surprise. You stood in your position and looked around. There was no one there but you could hear that the sound was coming from the house.

You pushed the gate and it was open. You entered the place and walked straight. You ended up stepping on something which made a crack sound. The flute sound stopped and you heard someone shifting.

"How may I help you, little kitten?"

You turned to your side and you saw a person sitting at the window sill. He jumped down and walked towards you.

He was way taller than you. It was dark so you couldn't see his face clearly but you could see that he was holding a flute.

"Umm I live here. I heard that you moved here a few days ago and I thought I should drop by to say hi..."

You couldn't take your eyes off his flute. It was silver played and had a butterfly engraved with small crystals in the middle forming a letter 'M'. You expected it to be a traditional wooden flute like in the story but this one seemed too pretty and modern.

"You came to say hi this late at night?"

"I don't see anything wrong with that," you grumbled. Actually, there's everything wrong with that but you just couldn't find an excuse.

You heard him laugh and it sounded like music in your ears. A very lovely one just like the sound of the flute.

"May I at least know your name?"

You looked up and you got the perfect timing. The moonlight shone on him and you could see his face. He had a strawberry blonde hair that made him look soft yet manly at the same time. His features were perfect. You didn't know how to describe it. He just looked so ethereal. Much better in real life.

He nodded his head, acknowledging your request and smiled which flashed dimples on his cheeks. You had never seen those in the photographs before and these dimples just made him look a thousand times better.

"Well, it's nice to meet you. I'm Kim Namjoon."