"Falling in love is a dangerous thing, darling, Especially if it's with me."
It all started when their laptop accidentally got switched. They met at the worst circumstances, but they can't seem to stay away from each other. What else can they do? T...
Jisung turned his head, he didn't realize that he was spacing out until she called her. "Nothing."
She sat down beside him, looking at the old piano next to her. She never knew why he loved this abandoned music room so much, but it's probably because it's the only place where no one wants to go here. "Do you want me to play that song again?"
Jisung turned his head towards her, nodding his head softly. Yerin stood up, sitting on the piano chair before pressing her fingers delicately creating the familiar soft tune. Jisung closed his eyes, feeling his body losen up a bit, getting rid of the negative thoughts on his head.
"Do you know why I hate flowers?" He suddenly asked with his usual low, yet quiet voice, making Yerin stop playing, turning her head to face him. "Why?"
"I saw something terrible, it happened in a flower arboretum," he stared.
He opened his eyes, remembering how terrific it was. "It was my fault for disobeying the teacher, but I was only a kid back then, I didn't know anything."
Yerin took a deep breath, her eyes softening as she heard his story. "And then what happened?"
"I witnessed my friend's death, right in front of my eyes. His blood stained the flowers, even until now I can still picture it vividly inside my head."
He didn't exactly know why, but he enjoys her presence. It gives him comfort, the type of comfort he had never experience before.
Yerin stood up, walking towards him to sit next to him on the floor again. She never knew any of this and now she felt bad for him. "You know, my music teacher always said that we're all afraid to lose the sun, but we never really appreciate the moon enough. Even if the sun no longer shines for us, we still have the moon and billions of other stars."
Jisung smiled, somehow finding that word very familiar. "You're really close with your music teacher, were you?"
"Yeah, but not for long though." She trailed, remembering what happened to her music teacher. "What happened to her?"
"Her house was on fire, she died there."
Jisung felt like his heart stopped upon hearing her words. It couldn't be a coincidence, isn't it?
At first he found it weird how she knew this exact song, how she said her teacher only taught her for a while and then she disappeared, it's too similar to a story he knew well.
He frowned. "What's her name?"
"Shin Kyungmi, why?"
He's right, it's not a coincidence. Her music teacher- she's Jaemin's mother.
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Jaemin stayed quiet, looking at the broken piano key on his hand. He took this right after the firefighter put the fire out. It's the only thing left he has from his mother, a broken piano key.
"It makes sense though, that song is not a common song to play, especially among music teachers." Mark said.
It confuses them, all of them. Because the fire on Jaemin's house that night wasn't an accident, someone did it on purpose.
"Why do I feel like this has a connection with the anonymous?" Haechan frowned, still thinking there's something odd- something missing.
Jeno nods, agreeing with him. "At least now we know his sister's name which happened to be Yerin's best friend's older brother."
It's al revolving around her, Choi Yerin.
"Should we try accessing the dark web again?" Chenle asked.
Renjun shrugged. "Well, it's the only option we got now. Jisung give me your laptop."
Jisung gave him his laptop, opening the server again. It's a risky decision though, whoever that anonymous guy is he could access their information easily through this web.
Jisung squinted his eyes, spotting a lot of disturbing contents. It's not a surprise that there's a lot of human trafficking here in the dark web, it's a common thing actually. Selling organs and humans are a common thing to find in the dark web.
They continued to scroll through the web and Jisung immediately stopped, seeing a familiar place. A picture of that flower arboretum, the place where he witnessed his friend's death.
"What's wrong?" Jaemin asked, looking at Jisung in concern. Jisung squinted his eyes again, looking carefully at the picture and the person who posted the picture. "Open the profile."
"But wouldn't it be dangerous though? I thought if we open someone's profile whoever that person is they'll be notified about it." Mark said, although he's quite unsure.
Jisung grabbed the mouse from Renjun's hand, clicking the profile of the original poster. They all ran out of words, looking at the computer screen in utter shock.
The profile name shocked them the most. It was under the name Lee Chaeyoung.
"Does this mean, this is the anonymous?"
As if it's on cue, Jisung's phone ringed not long after they opened the profile.
unknown number
congratulations, you've found me.
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not @ y'all saying it's a skz member💀
also i just re-activated my stan acc drop ur twt let's be moots;)
