She felt confused at his statement. It makes sense, but Namjoon and she ate lunch together. What was the restaurant guy talking about then?

She turned her attention towards the tall boy in the room. Namjoon smiled at her, then walked to her TV set. He knelt down, took out the remote from the cabinet under the TV and switched it On.

Then he went to her kitchen, opened the cupboard and took out her wafers packet. Walking back to the living room, he placed the open packet on the table after grabbing a few chips, sat down on the sofa and placed both his legs on it, relaxing. Her eyes followed him all the while.

Without another word, she cut the call and sat on the single seater, not taking her eyes off Namjoon.

"What was that notification earlier?" She asked him.

"Hmm?" He asked looking at her.

"Before my dad called, there was a BTS tweet notification. What was it?" She asked him again.

He looked clueless and just watched her with wide eyes. Upon getting no response from him, she unlocked her phone, and opened the notification. It was another tweet from Taehyung.

"Ah! It was a tweet from Tae," Namjoon suddenly replied.

"What was it about?" She asked him. He remained quiet, thinking deeply.

She slowly opened the tweet, and it played a video of Yeontan.

"Its some video about Yeontan," Namjoon said.

She started feeling a little uneasy. She could feel her heart beat race as she thought the events over the day. Finding it difficult to breath, she walked into her kitchen, looking for her particular meds.

"Are you okay?" Namjoon asked from the living room.

She checked her kitchen cabinet but couldn't find it there.

"It's in the bedroom. You had left it there a few days back," she was startled as Namjoon suddenly appeared from behind.

She raced to her bedroom and found the tablets on the bed side table, untouched for days. Her charger was switched on, but no phone was charging.

She ran to the kitchen, took the waste bin and emptied its content, scattering them onto the kitchen floor. There was just one single box of Japchae packaging.

Breathing heavily from shock, she turned to the living room and took slow steps. She saw him, sitting on the sofa, smiling as he showed off his dimples. His black overcoat was missing from the single seater. The pack of wafers he had eaten earlier, lay unopened on the living room table.

Ping!

Another notification. Controlling her breath, she raised her phone and opened the notification. It was a Vlive notification. It said: RM live with Jimin.

She looked up at the person in front of her. "You should seriously take your meds. Do you know how many days has it been?" He asked her, concern in his voice.

She opened the video notification and saw Namjoon with Jimin, both ready to address the Army.

"How is this possible?" She cried, feeling confused and devastated. She collapsed to the floor, pulling her hair messy as tears rolled down her cheek.

"What is happening?"

She watched him as he walked to her and crouched beside her. She moved back in terror, when he held her hand. But then, he held it tighter, showed her the screen of her own phone and said, "Unblock your friend and call her. Tell her you need to go to the hospital. NOW!"

His yell was so powerful in her head, she immediately followed his instructions. As soon as her friend picked up her call she said, "Help," before she collapsed and fell unconscious.

A blinding light woke her from her slumber. She grabbed her head as she slowly opened her eyes. Her vision wasn't clear at first, though gradually her eyes adjusted to the light. Her friend walked to her and asked, "Hey! Take it easy. How do you feel?"

She nodded her head and said, "Much better today. You don't have to come everyday you know. I'm fine now."

"Nonsense," her friend replied as she sat by the right side of her bed, "It has been just a few days in the hospital. I'm glad you are eating better. And please don't stop taking your anxiety meds."

"I won't," she replied to her friend adjusting the blanket covering her.

"Good. The doctor said you can be discharged soon. Let me go see what other criteria do we need to meet, if we are missing anything. Two more days, and you can go back home!" Her friend said excitedly as she walked out of the room.

She watched her friend leave the room and sighed. Hearing the chuckle of another, she turned her attention to the person who sat on the left side of her bed.

"So, are you never going to tell her about me?"

She shook her head.

"Are you never going to tell anyone?"

She shook her head again.

"But you know that I'm not real."

She merely nodded her head and said, "I have been alone my whole life. I don't want to be anymore."

"Sighh. It's your life. As you wish," Namjoon shrugged his shoulders as he gave a sinister smile, showing off his adorable dimples.