“I must be dead.”

**Mention of blood**

Half an hour drive from his apartment, Jimin arrived at their house. It is kinda big for a family of three but enough to hold some kind of meetings and gatherings that's why most of the time in his childhood Jimin stayed inside his room thus his parents often have guests to entertain.

He entered the almost empty living room, yet the feeling is different. He used to see different faces of business men every time he enter the front door but now? Even picture frames and house decors were gone. Maids and his father's assistant were there busy from moving and cleaning around the place as if Jimin isn't there standing.

"Uhm may I ask what's going on here?" He spoke, few of them lifted their heads to look at him, hands still busy piling up some boxes. "Your father told us to clear everything in this place as soon as possible."

"He also told us today is our last day so after this we'll be leaving Jimin-ssi." Seoyun answered. Jimin raised both of his brows a bit surprised "You mean they fired you?" The assistant answered with a nod.

"Did they mention why are they deciding these all of sudden?" She shook her head, eyeing those other maids behind Jimin. "Are you sure?" He said, eyes pointing at her suspiciously. It took a moment before she replied "Y... yes.." her voice in a low volume almost sounded like a whisper. She continued arranging the other piled up boxes even though its already done just to avoid questions from her boss's son.

"Seoyun-ah, you've been working for them for so long how can they fire you? C'mon don't lie to me. You know something."

"Jimin-ssi—"

Jimin cut her words, "Seoyun-ah. Tell me." Eyes still pointing at the assistant. She gulps,

"D..Death treats from their business partners. ..because of million dollars depth.."

Jimin's face visibly went pale, "million dollars... Seoyun-ah.."

"Since when did they have depth? when did the threats started?" Seoyun bow down her head still avoiding Jimin's now blank expression, "..If i'm not wrong Jimin-ssi they started gaining depth after depths when the business had a downturn few years ago.. you see they can't find a way to pay them until it comes to this point where those people are pissed off your dad's alibis and started sending us death threats.."

He stopped throwing questions to Seoyun. Instead, he rushed upstairs where the master's bedroom is located. Without a knock he barges into the room furiously "Why didn't you tell me?!!" he snapped, worried eyes looking at his parents though the tone of his voice is not as worried as he looks.

His mother couldn't say anything, same as the old man who ignores his son continuing to busy himself with that luggage. "Dad why? how? how could we pay millions amount of money!?"

"We?" Mr. Park finally spoke up. "Son this is my own problem.."

"Yes it is! This is your problem! but i'm still your son and I have to do something." He grabs his phone from his back pocket "I'm going to call someone to help us" before Jimin could dial a number, Mrs. Park hurriedly places her palm on top of her son's hand "You shouldn't.. Its better if you don't." her son gave her confused look, "Mom I can't understand. Stop running away from your problems"

"Stop putting yourself into trouble.You better step out of this mess Jimin.I have my own ways. WHY ARE YOU EVEN HERE?!" Mr. Park's fuming eyes met his son's confused and scared gaze, "LEAVE."

Silence spread around the room after the last word, the rooms atmosphere became heavy in a span of seconds, no one bothered to talk, clock's ticking sound can be heard clearly, until a loud scream downstairs echoes around the house.

Jimin swept his teary eyes with his palm and went straight out from the room "Seoyun-ah? Is everything okay down there?"

No response. Moments later a loud bang from the kitchen startled the three of them followed by a blackout.

His father immediately exit out from the bedroom and followed him before he step downstairs. He grabs his son's hand "Don't make any sound" Mr. Park whispered, "Take this, leave the house, now"

"This? D-dad.. is this a ..gun??"

"Just save yourself! we'll be fine"

He faced the old man "N-no but-" Even though its dark he still recognized the sternness on his father's face, he sighed and decided not to argue back. Because he got other plans rolling in his mind. He tightened his grip to the gun, "Okay fine" he replied before parting ways with his father.

Jimin's hands are shaking, trying to sneak silently downstairs, not minding his father's commands to leave their house. "I have to do something" that's the only thought he's been repeating inside his head.

The lights outside that reflects from the window light up his way till he reaches the kitchen, where he saw someone lying on the floor. He took a deep breath walking near to the body.

He crouched down to see the person clearly "Seoyun-ah, Is that you?" He whispered, quickly grabbing his phone to use it as a flashlight. And that's it, where a complete fear hit him. The person was not Seoyun, but their house maid whose stomach was covered with blood, staining the kitchen's white marble floor.

Now terrified that at any moment someone might either shot his head or stab him at the back, yet he still managed to check the maid's pulse. "I'm sorry" he mumbles after confirming that the person is no longer alive.

Right before he stood up, something clanked behind him, he turned his head back while grasping the gun tightly that was given by his father few moments ago, his breathing tightens as he break out in cold sweat.

There's a man standing, pointing the gun directly at Jimin's head "Drop the gun kid"

With his hands shaking, he mirrors the man's movements also pointing his gun at the man's direction "N-no! P..please..stop this.."

"I'm just doing my job" the man swiftly took the gun from Jimin's hand followed by a kick and hit unto the poor boy's stomach until Jimin is now lying on the floor next to the dead maid.

"w-we'll pay! we'll give you all the money!" The last hit made Jimin almost pass out, he's now coughing painfully with his own blood on his mouth. It's also the same time when he heard loud gunshots all around the house.

The man whose beating Jimin was again ready to shoot the bullet however another man punched him all of sudden which made the bullet hit the other way.

"Hyung! What the fuck!"

"My hand slipped thought you were someone else"

Although Jimin's visions turn blurry either from tears or from passing out, he's still trying to caught a glimpse of what's happening.

"Go check the whole house. We'll leave when we make sure everyone's dead"

The man assured his colleague was gone before he rushed and kneel on the floor. He placed his thumb on Jimin's cheek, caressing it slowly to calm the poor boy. "You're safe now. I'm here. Hyung is here" the man said in a warm tone.

From the lights outside reflecting on the windows, the light reached the man's pale face. "Yoon..gi.. h..yung?" He said with his remaining strength.

"I must be dead" Jimin thought.

"Yes its hyung. I'll get you out of here don't worry."

He didn't get a chance to hear what Yoongi was saying, because before he can even close his eyes everything around him turns blank.