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𝐌𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 

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I continued to watch, curious as to who it was, and saw a man walk in. He had black hair that wasn't too long, barely going over his ears. He was wearing a jean jacket with a white shirt underneath it with black dress pants and chunky sneakers. He also had a small tan messenger bag wrapped around his torso, with the bag falling just on his hip. Not much of his outfit went together, but it didn't seem that he cared too much about it.

"Who is this?" I asked, my curiosity getting the best of me.

"This is Lee Minho. Like I said, not the actor," Changbin replied sarcastically.

"Oh, did he think...?" Minho asked, looking at Changbin with a slight smirk, but pointed his finger at me. I rolled my eyes, not caring for their banter. "Hi, I'm Minho. And you are...?" He turned to face me again and waved his hand that he previously pointed at me.

"Jisung."

"Nice to meet you, Jisung," he said casually as if meeting new people was normal for him. It probably was considering what he was doing here.

He sat down on the couch, leaving a small space between the two of us, which confused me since there was plenty of space on the other end of the couch. I realized then that he was probably trying to leave Changbin some room to sit on the end. 

"So, you're going to be wasting it on him this time?" Minho asked, his eyes following Changbin as he made his way to sit down on the couch as well.

"I told you I'm not wasting it! There is an important reason why I need it!" Changbin whined, not tolerating being teased. He sat down on the far-right side of the couch and turned so that his back was resting against the arm. He brought his legs up and crossed them in front of himself, trying to get comfortable.

"Well, I'm waiting for you to tell me why before I give it to you."

Changbin sighed, trying to think of the best way to explain the situation. It was somewhat confusing to someone who wasn't in on it already. "Okay, basically, Jisung was dating this guy, Felix, and Felix cheated on him with me."

"Ooh, gossip time?" Minho asked with a giant smile on his face, turning toward Changbin as he spoke, taking up the same posture as him. He added an extra step by placing his elbows on his thighs and resting his head in his hands, signaling that he was intently listening.

"Shut up. Apparently, Felix was friends with this other guy, Chan, who we both somehow asked to get info on each other, so he sent us on a hunt to kill each other."

"That's a lot of 'each other's, but this is getting interesting!" Minho squealed with excitement like he was watching his favorite movie.

"Yeah, so Jisung came over and was pointing a gun at me, gonna kill me and everything, but then we realized that we were set up like this. So now, we want to kill Chan," Changbin finished explaining, looking expectantly at Minho, waiting for the incoming questions.

"Okay, and so why do you need that if you're trying to kill someone? That does the exact opposite." Minho spoke slowly, trying to process what he just heard, and looked at Changbin like he was the dumbest person on Earth.

"Because I'm gonna kill Jisung."

Minho then turned to me with the same large smile on his face. "Did you hear that? He's gonna kill you!"

"You seem rather happy to hear that despite only knowing me for less than five minutes," I deadpanned, trying to mask the laughter that wanted to escape my lungs.

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