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Chapter-2

Years flew by and it was Song Yi's 18th birthday and her mom's 18th death anniversary.

She woke up early, looking all sad and weary. She went to the cupboard to see Hoseok.

"I know you are wishing me a 'happy birthday' thank you so much hobi-ah. Without you I'd suffocate till death! You are really my best friend!"she said.

She did her morning routine and came down for breakfast. Her dad, stepmom and Yeo Na already started eating their breakfast and as always no one remembered Song Yi's birthday.

Song Yi was not bothered by no one remembering her birthday anymore.. she was used to being ignored and neglected.

For her Hoseok was the only one who she ever talked freely to.

Song Yi reached school by time and entered the class. To her surprise, the class was still empty.

She put her bag down, sat on her desk and slid out a book to read.

The next second she was flooded with trash from head to toe.. her bullies emptied a trash can over her head and started singing in evil voices
"Happy Birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday trashy Song Yi, happy birthday to you"  and started laughing at her.

With teary eyes she stood up and tried to take her bag and run from the classroom.. little did she knew that her bullies had a whole disaster ahead for her.

In no time Song Yi was encircled by them and they started throwing eggs on her, pinching her, hitting her head, pulling her hairs, they crushed her glasses and what not!

Her bullies were satisfied after seeing her all covered up in egg yolk, chalk dust, trash.. with messy hairs, bleeding nose and tears flowing from her eyes like a river.

They decided to end their 'bullying session' but this time Song Yi was not just crying.. she was angry and disgusted. She was imagining something in her head,

"Only if I had a knife in my hand right now! I'd have killed them all!"

That's when her powers started overpowering..

Song Yi felt something in her hand.. to her astonishment it was a knife! A knife that she imagined! She started freaking out, dropped the knife and ran towards her house.

Without even washing up, Song Yi ran straight to her cupboard and started crying in front of Hoseok. Her hands covering her face, with a bleeding nose and knee she started shivering out of fear.

"How did that knife end up in my hand? I never had it.. I- I just imagined it.. h- how?"
With that being said, she continued crying for a long time.

Somehow handling her weak body Song Yi went to clean herself up and changed into a plain white t-shirt and blue shorts.

It was late, yet no one returned home. Song Yi turned all silent.. she sat in front of Hoseok with her head buried in her knees. She didn't utter a word, she just sat still while warm tear streams slid along her cheeks.

Almost a week passed by, Song Yi skipped all her classes, barely had her meals, stayed silent all the time just sitting in front of Hoseok's painting. Her family didn't even care to ask about her well being.

Song Yi was still sitting in front of Hoseok with her head dumped down when suddenly she heard a deep voice
"Why don't you say something?"
She looked up and behind her.. no one was there.

"Have I started daydreaming now?" She said with disappointment.

"I'm talking to you Song Yi. What's wrong? Why are you sad? Won't you tell me everything.. just like you do everytime?"

Song Yi started panicking. She hesitantly looked up to Hoseok's painting and turned pale in shock.

Hoseok's face.. that heart shaped endearing smile.. it changed into a sad expression. All by itself.

Song Yi froze, terror streaming into her blood.

"Y-your f-f-face? H-how d-did your f-face..?" she started stuttering out of fear.
Before she could complete her question Hoseok's painting started changing again.

This time it was a worried expression of doubt,
"What about my face? That's not important right now! What happened to you?" the painting said.

While pointing her trembling finger towards Hoseok,
"H-how are y-you m-mo-moving?" she said with terror in her voice.

Slowly she started approaching the moving painting with her fingers.
She was taken aback!




The solid cupboard wall was now watery and delusional.. her hand could enter right through the wall! But how? What exactly was happening to Song Yi?

Was she really daydreaming? Or was it actually happening to her?

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