Flashback Cpt.2: Night of Murder

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Jasper's POV:

Jihyo's not around so Yoo John is with me, my co-worker, chilling for a while in the bar. Work stress me lately, client's demanding,

I took a sip of a root bear, twirling the beer around.

"Dude," He patted at my back, "I'll be somewhere else for a while." I can't feel his presence anymore, time for me to mind my own business, sipping the drink, feeling my alone vibe with calm music and sitting here at this chair with my shot glass, another music was played.

"🎶I~ I know where to lay
I know what to say
It's all the same~🎶"

I rotate the chair around, a woman with guitar standing in stage, a spotlight reflects her true expression in singing, vocals from heaven.

I smiled at her.

"🎶~Ooooooh~🎶" Strumming the guitar, indeed a great singer and guitarist.

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I walked out from the bar after my alone time, waiting for a taxi to respond my hand calling. Poking my head from left to right, searching a taxi far from my distance, without removing contact from the road, I felt a presence of a person beside me.

"Jasper?" A girly voice behind me, I poked my head from my right, she smiled so do I... Wait? Park Chaeyoung?

"Roseanne?"

"Yeah! JASPER!" She embrace me tight, also me, returning the favor, it's been 5 years since we separated!

"Hey! So you are a singer in a bar?"

"Nah, it's only my part time, I'm working in a café nearby, you know near to your office?"

"There?! Why I didn't notice you?"

"Oh, I'm working inside, in the kitchen, I'm the baker there, what about you? What job are you in?"

"I'm working as an architect, I don't know why boss has a "favoritism" and that's me." I shrugged, yes, it's me, almost all projects were given to me. He doesn't maltreat, he described that I'm a creative person.

"That's boring, you should be an artist."

"I'm a graduate under architecture."

"Oh yeah, we were in the same course before, by the way are you available tomorrow?" She smiled brightly, a slight blush appeared on her face.

"Why?"

"History repeats itself, we'll gonna do what we do last 5 years." I smiled.

"Ummm... Ye-"

"BRO!!!" John approached beside me, snakes his arm to my shoulders.

"Hi! Girlfriend?" He asked while pointing at her, I didn't agree with him, I told him our history in college, he was surprised when I told him about her dad almost did a scandal in the mall, and I saw him staring at her while I was storytelling, I smacked his head for him to stop staring.

"By the way, tell me if you are available, okay?" We walked away and wave at her, so do she.

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???'s POV:

As they went far from her, a glare from Rosé was shown, a temper inside of her showing.

"Sh*t! There's a mission I need to accomplish."

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Jasper's POV:
We got what we need, cheese chips (my favorite) and soft drinks in case I need food. John bought beer a lot of times, he's addicted to it, I encountered him on his tipsy stage, he admitted he's good on... Oof! I shouldn't tell you guys, if your mind's "triggering"... You know what I mean. Crazy man, he done it alot of times. Yeah, I admit, I did it to myself, but it doesn't offended me because we are different! I also noticed he's very talkative and he "purposely" reveal some of his personal secret, including that I said earlier, we both parted ways after purchased snacks.

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???'s POV:

John was on the way home with bottles of beer, his home was kinda far but he prefer to walk than waiting for a taxi to recognize his hand calling, also, he has no budget for expensive . Dark sidewalk he's crossing with street lights sparked to the floor, few transportation were around because of the darkness of the night.

Currently, the road's silent and lights were off, land breeze occurred. Wearing his leather jacket, he felt something painful from his abdomen, then to his upper chest; the bottles in his hand gravitates to the ground, the power of fragility applied to the bottle, beer scattered at the surface.

He darted his eyes down where he felt the pain, a blood spill covered his brown shirt and from his throat, he turned his face around however, a person kicked his face caused him to collapse onto the ground, blood spreading around his body, the person walked away.








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