don't go to school at night. i'm serious.

so i'm a complete lurker. been reading here since high school, never posted once. but this actually happened to me a year ago and i need to get it out.

context: i was a senior (수능 year, so basically hell) at Chooji High in Ansan. our school had this setup where there's a main building and two separate annex buildings facing each other. Annex A had this new gym they were building called Cheonghun Hall. my class was on the 2nd floor of Annex B, which had a clear view straight into Annex A.

it was during final exams season, 1st semester of senior year. the actual tests were Fri/Sat/Mon/Tue. i bombed through Saturday and went home to study my ass off. Monday i had 3 subjects, two major ones and one elective. English was one of them and i usually liked English so i thought i'd crush it. except... i brought the textbook but LEFT THE EBS WORKBOOK AT HOME.

for context, our school took EBS seriously. like *seriously*. the exam was 50/50 textbook and EBS material. so i panicked. couldn't just cram it the next morning, material was too much. it was summer so even though it gets dark late, by 9+ PM it was pitch black. i know this sounds dramatic but a school at night is genuinely creepy as hell.

i walked to Annex B 2nd floor. emergency lights and streetlamps only. i'm not a believer in ghosts but my legs were shaking the whole way there lol. finally reached the classroom, fumbled for the key, got inside, turned on the light, opened my locker for the workbook.

that's when i looked across at Annex A.

and i saw something in that narrow window on the 5th floor gym. a shape. humanoid. moving wrong. weirdly.

i just... stared at it. curiosity before fear. huge mistake.

then i swear to god its eyes met mine. and it smiled. its mouth twisted up like it was actually *smiling* at me.

goosebumps exploded down my spine. and then it just... vanished from the window.

i took a breath. relief for like 0.2 seconds.

BUT. Annex A has glass staircases throughout all 5 floors. you can see everything. someone going up or down, you see it all.

what came down those stairs wasn't human anymore.

its joints. every single joint—neck, shoulders, elbows, wrists, fingers, knees, ankles—they were ALL bent the wrong way. backward. at angles that shouldn't exist. and it was moving. MOVING. like 1.5x Usain Bolt speed down those stairs. 5 floors to ground in maybe 10 seconds flat.

when it got close enough that i could actually see it...

its entire body was charred black like it'd been burned. where the eyes should be were just empty holes. and the mouth. god. the mouth was split open, absolutely torn apart, bleeding. streaming blood.

and it wasn't stopping.

it reached my building and just CHARGED in, joints snapping and cracking with every movement. that's when my brain finally kicked in. i thought, "if it catches me i'm actually going to die. i'm going to actually die."

and i RAN. out the opposite entrance, sprinting harder than i've ever sprinted in my life. before i even hit the stairs i looked back (stupid, so stupid) and it was in the hallway crossing toward where i'd been. the sound... man. empty school building at night, sound carries EVERYWHERE. and i could hear every joint popping and cracking as it moved. "THUD-DUK! KREEEE-KRIK! THUD-DUK-DUK-DUK! KREEEE—"

like stereo surround sound of breaking bones. my legs were shaking so hard i could barely run. i genuinely thought i was going to die.

i burst out the front gates and collapsed. my legs gave out. then i looked back at the classroom window.

it was standing there. in the window. staring right at me.

i jumped up and ran home full sprint. took maybe 10 minutes. i was soaked through with sweat by the time i got there. didn't shower, didn't study, just locked myself in my room shaking all night.

next morning i had to show up early for cram study. the school was dead quiet. 6:30 AM, nobody around yet. walking up to the classroom i remembered yesterday and got scared all over again.

then i reached my classroom and saw it.

my EBS workbook. on the floor where i'd dropped it running.

except. there were handprints on it. bloodstains. one handprint. not super dark but unmistakably blood. unmistakably a HAND.

i almost passed out. 19 years old and i almost cried right there. i ripped the workbook to shreds and threw it in the recycling bin next to the building.

after that i just... stopped thinking about it. didn't look back at Annex A again.