Chapter 2

                                    

                                          
Both Sol and Jungkook halted their steps in front of the entrance of a room. Jungkook remained silent while Sol took her time to take in the details of what was in front of her. Being a fan of antique things, she was thrilled to see so many unique types of furniture, art pieces, and embellishments, all at once at this strange but beautiful place. 
The door of the room which she assumed was hers to stay for the night was gracefully carved with golden layouts giving it a royal look with two big flower bases on its sides, both authentic white and had pink lisianthus in them. Admiring the door for a moment, she turned around to thank Jungkook. But she found herself standing there, alone. 
"Aish! This rude!" Shaking her head she pushed the door open and moved inside. 
The bedroom was a fine beauty, she had to admit. There was a huge, circular bed placed in the middle of the room with silky, wine-coloured sheets laid on it neatly. There were some majestic-looking wooden chairs beside the bed in the corners, totally giving the vibes of some royal bedroom she had seen in movies and dramas. The walls of the room being wine coloured too, complemented the sheets and were decorated with paintings that were a kind of strange to her. 
Looking up, she found the white ceiling with golden patterns etched on it and a glassy chandelier dangling from it. 
"Wow, this room is too neat and arranged for reserving purposes. It looks like someone's bedroom. Hmm..." 
A beautiful smile arose on her lips as she admired the whole room in awe. "Man, can't believe this is a guesthouse. This is just wonderful. But if we come to think about it, it's kinda weird that it's made this way, like how would people know there is such a great place like this in the corner of the road, where there is almost no light? Most people would just pass by and won't even notice. It's like the owner doesn't want people to come here, hah! Quite an... unusual thinking." She chuckled thinking about the philosophy she just developed.
"Anyways I'm glad I found this. Maybe we were destined to meet, aren't I right, Mr Guesthouse?" Letting out a laugh she plopped her bag on the bed and hurried towards the restroom so that she could get fresh and rest. 
Sol's Pov...
I was slowly driving into the dreamland when the sound of slow yet sharp footsteps reached my ears resulting in waking me up. I opened my eyes but to my surprise, there was no one in the room except me. Examining the room I let out a soft sigh while my gaze fell on my wristwatch which was lying on the bed. I grabbed it and looked at the time, only to realise it was not working. And I realised the weirdest thing. The hour hand were stuck at the time I came inside the guest house which is midnight. 
Leaning towards the nightstand I picked up my phone, deciding to check the time on it but it was switched off. I was shocked, like seriously. I remember charging my phone to its fullest and my watch... it was a new one. How could both of them stop working at the same time? 
"What type of fucking fuck is this?" I let out as I checked the devices once again.
"Any problem?" A sudden voice reached my ears scaring the shit out of me. I turned around my hands on my chest due to the impact and there stood the culprit, Jungkook. God knows how he appeared behind me from nowhere. 
"W-when did you come in?" I asked.
"Just now." He replied making me look at the door. 
"But the door is closed and I didn't hear you opening or closing it," I gazed at him with suspicion but instead of answering me, he started leaning towards me and looked straight into my eyes. 
"Hey, what are you doing?" Aish! I sounded so meek. Why am I nervous? And he, I know he can see the discomfort on my face but this guy is doing it purposely.