It is almost night. And the school has reached its destination-the resort in Hawaii where they all are staying at.

Quite near to the beach it was. And while everyone is taking a rest after the long  hours of travel, Yoongi is out admiring the beauty of his solitary walk at the shores. The aura there isn't the same as the ones in Korea.

The golden sand which now seemed silver stretched along the horizon as far as one could see. It was mine field of corals, with a collection of various multi-colored sea shells. Smell of salty sea tingling sensations with each breath of the fresh air taken. The waves are singing a dulcet lullaby, that could make one reminisce their childhood. The stars are shimmering like little diamonds hidden within igneous rocks. And, cool gentle breeze ruffling the hair of the few passerbys. The sounds of the beach complemented the beautiful imagery, creating a sense of inner peace and harmony.

The young teacher halts as his eyes comes upon a certain figure sitting at the coastline. His smooth red hair fluttering in the air as the bright moonlight shone upon his sharp yet soft face, detailing each of its enchanting features, for whom countless girls would fawn over. Especially the ones reading this.

The figure is silently watching the high and low tides of the ocean go up and down, as if performing a fan dance of their own. Yoongi stays still for a while, deeply inhaling the glorious scent of the mighty water body. He then goes straight ahead to sit down right beside that figure, without saying anything.

"It's beautiful here, isn't it Yoongi?"
As if he immediately recognized the said boy just by the sound of his footsteps, Jimin speaks so and turns his face towards him.

"Indeed it is. But what are you doing here ?"

"Admiring mother nature....just like you."

"Weren't you not totally willing to come, earlier ?"

"Hmm...actually, I wanted to go for a mountain hiking trip, but...if *you like it here, I'm more than happy."

Yoongi didn't really understand Jimin. One moment he would act so kind and nice, other times he'd be annoying and flirtatious. But this time he sounded somehow genuine. And the pale boy couldn't help his cheeks from turning a slight pink.

"Yes. Here is better for me." Yoongi giggles, "Hiking is just too much energy."

"I could have carried you all the way~"

"There you go again." (￣へ￣)

"Haha can't help it. "

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"Not long ago, there was a big mansion located a little far from this tourist spot. The area was less populous but it people often came by. The owner of this house was a young rich married couple who didn't have any children. The lady was extremely beautiful, with soft sun-kissed skin as smooth as honey, long wavy brown hair that ran down her toned waist, long eyelashes which brushed her high cheekbones as she blinked.  Green almond eyes, sharp straight nose, and plump cherry-tinted lips, and a voluptuous curvy body ;  she possessed it all that made her the enchanting goddess she looked like. B-"

"Whoa! Just the imagination of her turns me on."

"You're disgusting. Shut up and let him finish."

"Uhh...so as I was saying. She was indeed gorgeous, but..a bitch. Taking advantage of her husband's job, which made him stay away from home for long, she used to have several affairs with people nearby and far off. All of this kept under shade from her husband. Although neighbors often complained about random men getting in in but he loved and trusted his wife too much to believe them.
One night, his husband got a leave. He decided to give her a surprise and not inform of his arrival. He quietly entered through the gate since it was unlocked. He made his way towards the bedroom, and as he opened the door he saw.... "

"........"

"He saw his wife in silk nightdress, sleeping in the arms of another man. The husband got furious and grabbed a baseball bat in anger. Meanwhile that man felt his presence and quickly escaped. Swinging his bat ferociously, the husband yanked his wife by the hair out of the bed. He started beating her and soon she was bruised purple. But he didn't stop. Ignoring the crying woman's apologies and pleadings, he beat her until her skin bled. He then harshly smashed the bat against the woman's head, causing her to die instantly."

"Whoa!"

"Man...that's insane!"

"Yo. That's what a hoe deserves."

"There's more y'all. *cough* After the husband realised what he had done, he immediately regretted it. And didn't want to stay there any longer. He started dragging the corpse ; leaving blood trails behind and threw  it in the basement. For no one to ever find it. He soon packed up and left the mansion....not long after, for their own reasons, the neighbours too started to abandon the area leaving it all deserted. Since then...there have been mysterious sightings in and around the house at night. People hear crying noises and claim to see a figure of a woman wearing silk nightdress, her skin bloody and bruised, ravaged face with bloodshot eyes, and a crack on the back of her head.
Legend says, she still roams around the place at night..with the same bat in her hands, ready to kill anyone in sight. You can still hear screaming and crying from the mansion if you visit that place after 11. It's also said...that once you go in, you never come out."

"This just increased the fun!"

"Now that place is much more worth visiting."

"I'm in."

"Me too...how about you Jungkook ?"

"Y-yeah...sure."

Jungkook had agreed. Willingly agreed. That's what he tells himself. He knew well how to supress the part of him which always questioned his actions, questioned his reputation, questioned his friends, questioned....
himself.

It was final. His gang had decided to visit that abandoned mansion the night after tomorrow. They will sneak out while everyone would be sleeping.  And simply go for the fucking ghost hunt. Oh and after 11 p.m. that is.

No matter how much or what his conscience would speak, he pretends it doesn't exist and is cool with it. Of course how could he say no to such a thrilling experience ? Wouldn't his friends call him a coward if he did ? Besides, he isn't scared in the slighest of these damned imaginary ghosts. After all, he is the Jeon Jungkook. At least, that's what he tells himself.

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J

imin and Yoongi sat in tranquility as the tender seawaves caressed their bare feet.
It was a good opinion to let their feet be immersed in the warmth of water.

"I wonder why is the water not rather cool...."
Yoongi calmy speaks while his hand feeling the contrasting cool sand.

"Hmm...isn't it because of the sea breeze and land breeze phenomena?"

"I guess. By the way, what time is it ?"

"Lemme check... Damn! It's past 12:30 we should get going NOW!"

Yoongi nodded in agreement, gazing at the male in front. They both make eye contact for a while as they stood. Their eyes staring straight¿ ahead into the each others.
On the same level.

"Jimin...you shrunk?"

"Eh." The said male dropped his gaze now to the ground nervously as a drop of swear flowed past his temple.
"I......well...hehe.." He starts wears his socks and shoes in an instant, smiling cheekily when he's done. "Look. Now I'm back to normal hehe."

Yoongi wordlessly smirked at him. Then turning back to wear his own shoes.

"Hey... Yoongi its just...just-"

"I see." The pale teacher spares a glance at the latter; his face retaining the smirk, before speeding walking  back on his way to the resort.
Jimin, now straining with awkwardness and not knowing what to do too paces up to Yoongi.

"You wouldn't tell anyone right? ....right ??"

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Hello everyone! Sorry for the due, I was busy with my exams the whole week. 〒_〒
But thankfully I did quite well this time.

&& THIS BOOK REACHED 50K READS AND 2K VOTES?!?!?!?!

Like WOW. I never thought it would even reach 10k before publishing it and now 50-OMG
Thank you all so much my lovlely dear readers. Stay safe and happy. ❤