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Agony is an everyday occurrence. It weighs heavy on your bones and sits heavy in your heart.
"What the hell is happening to me?" Jungkook whispered to himself as he dressed himself for college. Just a thin long-sleeve black shirt and a pair of blue skinny jeans. Beginnings of an almost tattoo-like ink began flowing and creeping down his right arm. At a glance it looked like a vine wrapping around his arm. "I just need to go to school, get through the day then I can worry about this." He sighs to himself grabbing his backpack from the corner of his room by the door.
A loud honk suddenly sounds from outside the house. "Shit I'm late!" He groans under his breath as he rushes out the front door; locking it behind him.
"Took you long enough." Yugyeom sighed as he started the car and drove off. After around 5 minutes of the two being in complete silence. "Hey is everything ok? You haven't said anything yet. You seem to be in your head a lot today." He asks worry creeping into his tone. After another 5 minutes in silence he sighs again before exclaiming "JUNGKOOK!"
Jumping a mile and blinking back into reality "Huh? Did you say something?" He replied in a daze.
"I asked if you were ok as you have been quiet for over ten minutes now." Yugyeom sighed impatiently.
"Sorry, I was just thinking about the paper I have to write for my Psychology class." He shifts uncomfortably. As they pull up into a parking space Jungkook reaches for his bag, taking off his seatbelt while turning to open the door when his arm is grabbed preventing him from leaving the car. "You would tell me if anything was going on right?" He asks Worriedly.
"Of course I would." Jungkook expressed laughing nervously before ripping his arm out of the firm grip and stepping out of the car and walking away with pace from the awkward conversation.
"Well that was awkw-" He mutters under his breath before slamming right into someone's back; Falling and landing straight on his ass. "Shit." He groans while trying to recapture his surroundings.
"Are you ok?" A voice panicky in tone asked. A hand appears in his peripheral vision as he attempts to understand what had just occurred.
"Here let me help you up." The mysterious voice offers Grabbing both his hands in his and pulling the fallen boy from the floor.
"I didn't hurt you did I?" He questions letting go of Jungkook's hands.
"I'm ok. I wasn't watching where I was going. My fault, thank you for the help." He shakes his head at the first statement before looking at the stranger who helped him up. "Thank you again for the help but I must go now." He hurriedly exclaimed before hurrying off.
"What's your na-" He yells after him until Jungkook is no longer in his sights. "Never mind then." He mutters before looking up after hearing a small chuckle from beside him.
"Well that was strange." His friend states an amused smirk on his face.
"Shut the fuck up man, I was trying to be nice." He growls back.
"Chill out before you get us both in trouble.... Again." He says with a sigh and rolling his eyes.
"Let's just get to class. The faster we finish this year the sooner we can get out of here." He states hurriedly while fast walking towards the building. "Besides, humans are so weird." Shuddering as he mutters it under his breath.
A ringing bell can be heard signalling the beginning of classes. "That was fucking close." He sighs in relief as he sits in his chair waiting for his class to begin.
After having his head in his textbook planning what he was going to put in his paper his class started getting rowdy in front of him. The whispers slowly start to grate on his nerves before the intercom system crackles to life.
'Attention students, we regret to inform you that the Psychology Professor was found dead in his office 5 minutes ago. Classes are cancelled for the rest of the week while we investigate. Thank you.'
Voices erupting in fear and confusion could be heard throughout the campus as students filled out into the hallways.
"I wonder what happened to him." Jungkook pondered while whispering to himself under his breath before wincing as white hot pain shoots up his right arm as he walks past the closed off Professors office. "What the fuck was that." He mumbles to himself while changing direction to go to the 'haunted' bathroom on campus.
The moment he slams the door shut behind him and checked that it was empty he locked the entrance before shoving his sleeve up. The tattoo that was just big enough to cover his shoulder starting to wrap round his arm was now elbow length and almost covering his entire upper arm. "What is this. It’s getting worse." He begins panicking.
Knocking could be heard from the other side of the door. "Hello, has someone locked the door?" A voice cautiously asks.
Shoving his sleeve down Jungkook heads towards the door. "Sorry about that." He states apologetically as he opens the door and steps out. As he begins walking away he hears a shout behind him.
"Are you ok? No one uses that bathroom unless they don't want to be found." The kind stranger asks as Jungkook turns around to respond.
Mouth moving like a fish out of water, Jungkook stares at this kind stranger who shows worry at the thought of someone he doesn't know being hurt. "I'm ok. It was the closest bathroom to me at the time. Thank you for asking though but I need to go now." He then rapidly spins around and rushes off avoiding any corridors that he knows will have students in it.
After finally breaking free from the confines of the walls of the college he continues his pace towards his house. "I wonder what happened to the Professor and what the hell is happening to me." He groans in frustration, picking up as he craves the comfort of his home.