(third person pov)
murder.
it wasn't as bad as people were making it right?
at least, chan didn't think so. murder was part of his everyday routine. it was a stress reliever, something to bypass time, even something to do when he was bored.
killing was something he'd been doing since he was young. from killing his neighbors pets, to random stray animals he'd see walking along the street.
"p-please! i'll do anything i swear! i-i have a family! i have kids! please d-don't do this to them." the man in front of chan pleaded. he was bound to a chair by rope, his hands almost purple from the loss of circulation to them.
they were currently in an abandoned house that chan found when he was about 14. ever since the discovery, chan would commit his murders in that house, burying the bodies in the backyard.
well, any murders that inconvenienced him as far as the setting.
the younger did nothing but blankly stare at him, not feeling any kind of empathy towards him. "you'll do anything you say?" chan asked, smirking as he did.
the man immediately nodded, hoping chan would truly let him go back to his wife and children.
chan chuckled before pointing a gun at the man, pressing the silencer against his forehead. "then shut the fuck up and stop begging for your life. it's annoying." the brunette said, firing the gun as soon as he finished his sentence.
the man's body fell limp in the chair, his face and eyes now void of all emotion. blood began to pour from the bullet hole and down the man's face.
chan giggled in excitement at what he'd done. this had always brought a certain satisfaction, and excitement in him. the electricity flowing through his body as he watched the red liquid continue to run.
he wanted to cover his hands in the liquid, watch it drip from his fingers and onto the floor again, but he knew he couldn't. if the cops ever found this place, they would find his fingerprints if he did that. hence the reason why chan always kept his hands gloved when he committed murders, and buried the bodies.
he wasn't gonna allow himself to get caught. he wanted to keep living his life. keep killing. keep feeling the pure euphoria that ran through his veins when he plunged a knife into someone's neck.
he smiled at the thought, eventually coming back to reality when he began to hear thunder.
'i'll clean this up tomorrow.' chan thought, making a mental note to do so after classes.
yes. classes.
during the day he was a normal college student, yet by night he was a psychotic killer.
he quickly put his gun back on safety, putting it into the back of his pants, covering it with his hoodie before pulling up the hood and making his way out of the abandoned building and back to his dorm room.
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(jisung pov)
"OH MY GOD YOU'RE GOING TO SEOUL UNIVERSITY WITH US!!!!!" my best friends yelled as i showed them the email i received a few days ago. "I KNOW!!!! I CAN'T WAIT!!!!" i yelled back in excitement.
my two lifelong friends, felix and hyunjin, i was finally gonna be able to be with them everyday again. they were both 1 year older than me, meaning they went off to college when i started my senior year in highschool.
it truly was lonely without them there. i missed them way too much for my own good, but now that i got accepted into the same college as them, i was gonna be with them again.
hyunjin pulled me into a tight hug, felix doing the same just hugging me from behind. i snuggled into both males' hold.
they have been here since we were in kindergarten. always helping me through my anxiety, always giving me affection and cuddles when i needed it, or even just stopping by and staying with me when i told them i felt lonely.
they truly were the best thing to ever happen to me.
once we all pulled away from the hug, we happily made our way to my room, i had to pack considering i was gonna move into the dorms tomorrow.
as i began to pack my things, i asked the two that were sitting on my bed a question. "hey, do you guys live in the same dorm?"
"yeah, we're in room 325. we tried to ask and see if you could be with us, considering the headmaster in hyunjin's uncle, but all he said was he'll try but he doesn't know for sure." felix said, making my smile slightly falter.
"well, if i'm not with you guys, i hope i can at least be close to you."i said, my smile soon returning, causing them to smile. "you're so cute sungie." hyunjin said, getting up and holding me from behind as i was organizing my suitcase.
i blushed from his compliment, hiding my face. they always randomly did this. they always complimented me out of the blue. i never understood why, but i wasn't complaining. i loved it.
"i'm not cute.." i said softly, only to receive a kiss on my cheek. "of course you are. you're the most precious thing ever." felix said as he pushed hyunjin away, only to take his spot. "hey! i was holding him already!" hyunjin said with a slight pout, crossing his arms in a very childish way.
"well i'm holding him now so suck it the fuck up buttercup." felix said as he kissed my other cheek this time. i laughed at their actions and blushed from felix's affection.
i'm so glad i get to be with these idiots. now that we're finally reunited after being seperated for a whole year, i won't let anything happen. nothing is gonna separate us again.
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CHAPTER ONE DONE
Also if y'all are wondering what language I'm using for the chapters, it's russian :)
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Fanfiction"i don't want them near you. i don't want them touching you. only I can do that." a story where chan meets a boy he ends up loving a little too much.
