While I sit on Namjoons bed, he searches for a jacket that could fit me . I don't think that he can find a jacket that fits me because Namjoon is way taller than me. I guess it will be really long on me.

Namjoons room doesn't look much different from mine. He has a lot of books in his shelf which I can't read. 

"Where are you from ?" I ask out of sudden to break the silence.

He  looks up to me for just a few seconds and then continues to search a jacket but answers me . "I was born in south Korea."

"Why do you live here now ? "

"A few years ago the director of this school died, which was an old friend of my dad and so my dad was asked if he wanted to be the new director. I didn't really bother, I haven't had a lot of friends in korea." He explains and shortly after that he walks up to me and gives me a jacket.

"I don't think it will fit you right but it's the smallest I have" he says and gives me his jacket.

I thank him and put it on.

Like I expected it's very long on me but I don't care.

Namjoon chuckles and mumbles "cute"

Suddenly Mr.Kim enters the room "You have to go, are you ready ?" he asks both of us and we both nod.

Let's go.

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"You're sure that we are at the right place?" Namjoon asks Jackson skeptical.

We stand in front of a really creepy looking house. It looks like a house that might be haunted.

Mr. Kim couldn't come with us because he has to inform the family of the dead demon hunter first.

"Yes I know it doesn't look that good but my old friend lives here so we have to go inside." Jackson says and knocks on the door but noone opens.

"Seems like noone is at home" I say quietly.

I wouldn't really like to go in this house. I watched too many scary movies and I am a little bit afraid of ghosts even if I know that they don't exist. 

"No my friend always..." Jackson opens the door without problem,"...has his door open."

Jackson walks in the house and Namjoon starts following him but before he goes out of my sight he turns around.

"Caroline, are you coming?" he asks and raises an eyebrow.

I nod and run after him.

When I reach Namjoon he smirks a little and I look at him questionly.

He just ignores my look and then whispers in my ear. "We can hold hands if you are too scared."

"What ?!? Who said that I am afraid?" I say confident and walk past him, after Jackson .

The inside of the house looks as creepy as the outside. On the wall are weird drawings and on the floor is a lot of trash.

It looks very gloomy.

"Jackson! Do you think your friend is at home?" Namjoon asks.

"If you mean me then yes, he is at home" a voice behind me says and I almost got a heart attack.

All three of us turn around and see a smiling man standing there.

"Hello, my name is Hoseok."