(I'm so sorry, I forgot to add the trigger warning contents about this book but yeah, please beware of them and if you're uncomfortable with these things, it's better if you wouldn't read this book anymore. Thank you!)
"Kim Gunhak, a senior high school student from the RBW high was found dead in one of the dark alleys between the buildings of xxxx-xxx, this 4 in the early morning. After he was brutally murdered, he was placed inside a trash can that was big enough to get his body hidden. According to the autopsy results, he had earned almost a hundred of stabs on his chest, down to his stomach from a pocket knife that was said to be his and a trace of fingerprints was found on his neck that seemed like the suspect attempted to choke and suffocate him. But what made the case complicated was the fingerprints surprisingly didn't match anyone elses than Gunhak's own fingerprints. Half of the investigators thought that Gunhak might have tried to kill himself first before someone else had stabbed him..."
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"Have you heard?" asked Seoho after he placed the chocolate milk on the table in front of Y/n that he bought for her. It was currently lunch time and Y/N couldn't be anymore thankful that the pathetic morning classes had already ended but there's still two more classes left this afternoon so she'd just bear waiting for it to end soon.
"Heard what?" she asked back, her eyes not leaving the page of the book that she's reading that she just borrowed from the library a few days ago. A book about supernatural creatures and stuffs, to be exact. She's not actually interested on reading these kind of things but this book somehow intrigued her and got her attention so why not read it when there's no problem in doing it?
Seoho sipped his drink through his straw, "Gunhak was found dead..." he said and she stopped reading. She lifted her head to look at him with a shocked expression visible on her face. "G-gunhak? Like, Kim Gunhak, the school's bully?" her best friend nodded with a hum, taking out his cellphone from his pocket. "Yeah. Take a look at this." he handed the device to her and read the short article that appeared on the screen.
There were also pictures taken from the crime scene but was fortunately blurred out or else the photos would keep on appearing on her mind since she really don't like seeing stuffs like these. Yet seeing the blurred out pictures, she could tell that whatever happened to Gunhak was so... damn brutal. She let out a silent shaky sigh before handing the cellphone back to Seoho.
"T-that's... sad. I guess..."
He shrugged his shoulders, "He might have tried to pick up on someone else and actually chose the wrong person so, that's what he got." Y/N silently listened to him then eventually nodded in agreement.
"Well, he kind of deserve it but he didn't have to die in that kind of way. It's enough that he'd be put in jail and ask for forgiveness to the people that he had done some bad things of."
Seoho chuckled lightly, "Yah, you're being nice again. Don't be like that, Y/n. The world isn't like what you think it is so you shouldn't be this kind, alright? Be bad for some times also if everyone is being mean to you." Seoho told her as if he was teaching his own daughter a lesson.
"Alright, alright. I get it. But still, I don't think that Gunhak had to die like that." she said before proceeding to read the book on her hands while Seoho rolled his eyes with a groan leaving his lips. "You really don't learn things from me no matter how much I try to teach you, don't you?" in response, Y/N shrugged her shoulders and reached for her drink.
"Heh. Besides, I know how to defend myself whenever someone if being mean to me, okay? Like I've said before, I'm not 5 anymore!" she kept her head high while saying those words which Seoho laughed at. "What's so funny, squirrel?"
"Nothing. Don't worry, I won't let anyone hurt you..." he smiled at her, reaching his hand out and ruffled her h/c hair. "You're still a 5 years-old kid to me though."
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Dongju shook his head disapprovingly after he heard Y/n's conversation with Seoho then leaned his back at wall behind him. He was still staring at the duo in front of him, who were now having a small argument about Y/N being a 5 years-old kid. "If only you knew how much Gunhak deserved to die like that, Y/N... if only you knew..." he sighed out then looked around the cafeteria.
He spotted all of the familiar faces that had judged and made fun of him before. All of the people who hated and despised him for no particular reason. He thought for a moment of who among them is he going to drag to hell next. In all honesty, he wanted to collect their dark, sinful souls at the same time but that would be no fun. So he decided to be patient and make them suffer first before throwing them away like a trash themselves.
The door of the cafeteria opened and there entered a guy who's holding a pile of book and papers on his arms. The male student is thin and tall, his dark brown hair was quite messy like his jacket that covered his crumpled uniform that he was wearing a underneath. His eyes that had some dark circles under them, wore a pair of thick glasses and his bag that looked heavy was hanging loosely on one of his shoulders. Everyone there would think that he'd break his bones anytime for carrying such heavy stuffs that weighed twice of his weight.
Some people noticed his struggling state but no one dared to help the poor guy. He silently made his way on one of the empty tables and set his things there then minded his own business. If anyone among you felt sympathy with this guy, then Dongju felt the opposite. He was actually kind of happy that the guy is experiencing this. For him, he too deserved to struggle like this.
Dongju had made up his mind... now he knew who he's dragging down next and he can't wait to bid his farewell to him. "Lee Keonhee."
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