NYX.

MAHINA

“I can’t believe they bought that,” I mutter, opening my eyes after the room went silent.

“Maybe I should go into drama and theatre.”

“That might be a tad bit difficult, given how you look.”

Props to me for not screaming out loud because that would have surely alerted everyone else that I was awake.

“Who... was that?” I ask, scanning the room.

I would’ve bet my entire BTS collection that they would have placed me in some kind of cell, but the room looked pretty normal. As normal as it would be with the giant bed I was on.

“Over here pretty face.”

I turn to where the sound was coming from only to be assaulted by the bright light spilling from the window.

“Woah! That is bright! Is it day already? How long was I knocked out?”

“Three days,” comes the voice again.

“OK, I give up, where are you? Wait, what! Three days?”

I feel a small weight settle on my feet and fighting the urge to yeet whatever it was as I slowly turn towards it.