Something was in his room. And it asked why he opened the door.

okay so this is a Korean summer ghost story that's been going around and I wasn't going to post it but it's been living in my head rent free so here we go.

Junho just graduated college and moved into a small house on the outskirts of Seoul. Living alone. New job, long hours, getting home super late most nights. normal stuff.

One night he gets home even later than usual. Dead tired. He checks the front door, checks his bedroom door, locks everything, gets in bed. Can't sleep though. Just staring at the ceiling, tossing around.

Then he hears it.

*tak tak tak.*

Coming from the front door. He sits up. It keeps going, getting louder. He creeps out of bed, opens his bedroom door, walks toward the front. The closer he gets the clearer the sound is, like someone knocking. He's shaking but he opens it anyway.

Nothing. Nobody there.

Okay. weird. He goes back to bed.

Except now he can't sleep AT ALL. He's scanning the room and something feels off. Then he sees it. The corner of the room, by the chair. Something sitting there. He rubs his eyes, looks again.

Nothing.

But the feeling doesn't go away. That feeling like you are absolutely not alone in the room. He pulls the blanket over his head completely and just. waits.

Then the tak tak tak starts again. FROM INSIDE THE ROOM.

I'm sorry WHAT.

The lights start flickering. He holds his breath. They go out entirely. Full dark.

He waits forever under that blanket. Finally gets brave enough to peek.

There is a WOMAN standing at the foot of his bed.

Pale face. Empty eyes. Just. smiling at him. In the dark. At whatever time in the morning.

She starts walking toward him. Slow. Step by step. Gets right up next to the bed and looks down at him and says:

"why did you open the door?"

Her voice was cold. Sharp. He couldn't move, couldn't speak, just shaking under the covers. She reaches out to touch his face and he SCREAMS and squeezes his eyes shut.

Few seconds pass.

He opens his eyes.

Gone. Room's empty. Just his own scream still kind of hanging in the air.

He never saw her again after that. But he couldn't sleep right for months, always felt like something was watching him.

Eventually he tells his friend about it over drinks. And his friend goes quiet and says:

"wait. wasn't a woman living there before you? she disappeared out of nowhere. people said weird stuff kept happening in that house after."

Junho just. froze.

He moved out. He never found out who she was or why she came to him specifically.

But something was still in that house. that part he was sure of.

even after he left... sometimes he still gets that feeling. like someone is watching.