FALLEN ANGEL
🕷️ ─── ❛ in which :: a young women,
whose an immortal demon, went on to
punish five individual.
tw // murder, r*pe,
suicide, kidnapping,
stalking, mention
of r*pe, & abuse.
status: completed
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FOURTH VICTIM: KANG TAEHYUN PART TWO
TW // DOMESTIC ABUSE, MURDER
(Y/N)'S POV
I had arrived at Taehyun's home and knock on his front door. I expect Taehyun to answer the door but it was the same beautiful girl from the other day. His girlfriend.
Notice her black eye and nasty bruises that's showing on her arms. Perfect. Just the girl I was looking for. I presented her with a smile and introduces myself to her saying I'm a friend of Taehyun and lie to her we were being partnered up for a school project together.
I also mentioned to her that since he didn't show up to school the other day, I decided to come over to his house and get to work.
"I'm sorry but he's not here right now," she tells me while she hides behind the door even more.
"I don't mind waiting on him," I said as I walk through the door and went inside the home. Looking around his living, there were few empty beer bottles on the ground and I raise my eyebrows as I look at the girl.
"I didn't know he drinks," The girl picks the empty beers and threw them in the trash while I follow her to the dining room where I also notice a gun on the table.
Now, why is that doing there?
"I never got your name," I said to the girl that was came up to me but then notice me looking at the gun on the table. She apologizes to me and excuses herself once more to dispose of the gun.
Few minutes she comes back, "Sorry again and my name is Jayun," She says as she tells me to sit and try to get me something to drink while I wait for Taehyun.
Patiently waiting on the girl so I can discuss something with her, or more like helping her get out of the toxic environment of a relationship she's in.
She came back again, place a glass down in front of me, and pours me lemonade. I thanked her and she sat down next to me.
"What's this project about?"
I smile at the question. I sigh deeply and told her that we're doing a pas in class, the teacher gave us a topic to talk about in class. And I mentioned to her that our topic was Domestic Abuse in relationships.
Soon as I told her this, her coloration from her face turn white and her smile slowly faded out of her face too.
When her sudden face changed, I ask her if something was wrong. "No, it's nothing, um so, can we talk about something else?"
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