Waiting. That's what you're doing as the large contraption moves towards you. The sound of the wood creaking makes your breath shudder as you remain frozen in your position as if you're almost debating whether you should move or not.

Shutting your eyes you recall the minimal amount of good times in your life, mainly those with Cassy before a hand yanks your arm and your body jerks away from danger. "Are you crazy?" a voice yells as you tear your eyes open.

You look into the eyes of your saviour. With a scolding face an older peach haired boy stares down at you, his taller frame hovers above you as his slender face arches with perplexity. He gives you a knowing look, as if he's recognised you, but you've never seen this man before.

You can feel him questioning your sanity so you do what any guilty runaway would, throw him off your track a little. "I almost died" you wail, tears escaping your eyes faster than you thought they could. The man, clearly alarmed raises his hands at onlookers as if to motion his lack of involvement.

"Hey, it's okay" he says softly whilst placing a hand on your shoulder, you look up blinking through your tears before grabbing the tissue he gives you. "Thank you" you sniffle as he gives you a reassuring, dimpled smile.

Students circle around the fallen bookshelf as he moves you to the side as if to hide the fact that this incident almost got you killed. "Are you going to be okay?" He questions with both hands on your shoulders as you sniffle and nod.

As if to convince himself that he has the right person, the man looks into your eyes desperately searching for any sense of malicious intentions, he doesn't find any, and maybe that's because you're not here with any bad intentions.

"Thank you...", "Kim Namjoon, that's my name" he splutters out unsurely, "y/n" you reply with a smile. "You know your way back?" He questions with uncertainty as you nod. You mumble your last goodbyes before leaving to retreat to your dorm where you're certain no bookshelves are going to be falling on you anytime soon.

Taehyung's POV

"Namjoon I'm a hundred percent sure it's her" Taehyung barks into his phone before switching it off. "What, is he having doubts again?" Jimin questions as the other boy nods as a response.

"What if we did get the wrong person?" Jungkook voices out as though he's just concluded the long list of thoughts he was having whilst the other two were talking.

"Jungko-" Taehyung begins to say but is cut off by Jimin who hisses, "can you two shut up?" He snaps, Taehyung can hear it too- the whale like sounds emitting from his dorm, they were no quieter than Jimin shouting 'I HAVE JAMS' or Jin's squeaky, high pitched laugh.

Jimin runs to his room opposite and grabs something before the boys slowly creep and tiptoe, the shorter boy's hand reaches to unlock the door waiting, dreading to see what's inside.