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“and don’t you know what they say about that? according to most, it’s just a bunch of superstitious bullshit. besides, i’ve never had any problems in the forest before.”

wrong. his problems begin and end here, in the place he calls home, the place that signifies all he is and is not. jimin pauses, steps faltering on the beaten path he traverses so often whenever the moon was close to full, turning to face the girl who’d stopped him. “unless you know more than what people tell you, of course. then i might be inclined to listen.”

it all happened that one night when byulyi was about to head back to her apartment after a long day at the university, it was tiring but the days was such a fruitful event that she couldn’t bring herself to be mad. a photowalk was pretty draining, she could barely feel her legs as she walked through the streets of busan. she was just a few blocks away, but the she halted once seeing a flock of people patrolling around, and byulyi’s reflex was so fast that she was already hiding behind a building wall seconds after. first things firsts though, whoeven are they?

she doesn’t know any of them, their faces doesn’t seem familiar, but her instincts were telling her that she should flee. her instincts were telling her they were a group of hunters. byulyi didn’t want to risk her self, so instead of heading home she took a different route. she headed to someone else’s home instead, someone not from her neighborhood, someone she knew would take her in without hesitation.

her steps were quick, eyes warily scanning around, her senses heightened. she was cautious of her surroundings as she ventured through the streets of busan. thankfully, she hadn’t encountered any naturals or hunters, so here she was outside someone’s apartment, hand raised to give the door a knock. her knocks were quick and sharp, wanting to give the woman from the other side some sense of urgency.

“it’s byul.”