You're a fan, and they're the Power Rangers?
“Wow! What a night!”
You walked alone, coming home from the most prestigious music awards night in South Korea. Your eardrums are still buzzing from the noise, the screaming crowds, the lights, and most importantly, the idol's amazing performances.
“As expected, a lot of artists are there.” You scrolled through your albums.
In just a night, your phone's memory storage is completely cooked. Stacks of fancams, memories you’ll cherish, and some photos you’ll post later on.
“Wonyoung looks so good— wow, look at Yujin– Damn Giselle too…”
There’s a lot, a mix of idols from other groups.
Boom!
“Whoa! What the fuck!?” Your heart jumped in surprise. The sudden blast caused you to lose your phone.
“Oh shi–” You fumbled wildly before barely catching it against your chest.
“What the hell is that?”
You scanned the surroundings, but there were no signs of fire, not even a hint of the explosion.
It sounds close, there’s no way it was just your imagination; someone must have heard it too—but there’s no one.
“...”
“Is this street always this quiet?”
You wait for a second, your mind slips into thoughts about that explosion and the absence of people.
“Oh? There’s a person over there. Hey! Hey, did you hear the explosion too? Damn, do you know what it is?” You approached the figure—a man.
But, he didn’t even turn around.
“I should have just run away, right? Like a normal person would do.” You speak through your mind.
That damn phone messed you up. Your idols are basically worth risking your life.
“...”
The man didn’t even flinch when you asked him a question.
“Hey…”
After a few more seconds, you decided to leave him alone.
A few steps away from him, he speaks.
“Boobs…”
“W-what the— what a pervert.” He doesn’t respond to you, and the first word you hear from him is boobs.
“I WANT BOOBS!”
“Aish! Sir, get some bitch out there if you really want it badly.” He didn’t even need to scream for it.
“BOOBS!!”
He’s hopeless.
“I don’t have time to— hey! Stop– WAAAHHH!!” You turned around and walked, but just a few seconds later, he grabbed your wrist.
What you saw after you turned around was something you never thought you would ever see.
A faceless man —no, it was more like a rotting face.
“WAAHHHH!!! LET ME GO!” You shook your hand to free your wrist, but he’s too strong for you.
“BOOBS!”
“I DON’T HAVE FUCKING BOOBS, YOU IDIOT!” You smacked his face, and he fell on his back.
You didn’t want to settle it with violence, but you’re too scared to even look at him, because there’s simply nothing to look at.
“Boob— RAAAHHH!” He angrily yelled at you.
“WAHHH! SOMEONE HELP— HUH?”
Suddenly, there’s a blinding light.
“AHHH!”
What an escalation of happenings.
From the awards show, then to the explosion, and now to heaven?
“...”
“Huh? What happened? W-where is he!?”
The creepy faceless man disappeared.
“W-what the hell?”
The strangest things happened right after another.
“...”
“I should head home.” You hurriedly walked.
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