Chapter 14: Freak

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_3rd P.O.V_

"Your fingerprints match the ones we've found on three dead bodies." Gwangho placed the lifeless pictures on the cold metal table. "It also matches the prints found on the duct tape you used to tie up these women."

The man, with his hands confined to the nickel plated handcuffs, traced his finger tips across the picture that's closest to him. A euphoric sensation crawled throughout his body as he relives the nights him and his accomplice stole those women's lives. He cracks a smile.

"You think this is funny? You won't be laughing when you're in prison for life." Gwangho was loosing his patience and his partner, who was observing the interrogation behind the one way mirror, could also tell. It's only a matter of time before someone receives a broken nose or a black eye.

"We know about your friend Youngchul," Gwangho continues, "you tell us where he is and maybe... we can put in a word about your co-operation to the judge." The Detective takes a seat on the uncomfortable chair that's opposite the accused.

No response.

"Okay, here's an easy question for you then, why did you kill these women?" Gwangho points to the pictures again.

Minutes of silence takes the room. Gwangho is slowly losing his patience, knowing that the longer they're here, the harder it is for them to find Youngchul's friend and stop him.

"A serial kill does not come fully formed. Even he must perfect his craft" Sickness starts to spread through Gwanghos stomach from the maniacs words and his peaceful laughter echoing at the end. "They look so beautiful when they're sleeping." Youngchul looks up from the picture. His dark brown eyes locked with Gwangho's, his mouth curls into a smile.

In one swoop Gwangho leaps out from his chair, reached his arms out and grabbed Youngchul by his grey shirt. "You bastard!" He whispered with rage.

Before things could escalate any further, the door swings open which gained the attention of the Detective and his suspect.

In the door frame stood a tall man with thick, short hair, wearing a white button-down shirt that looked to be missing a blazer. In its place, he wears a black tie with thin lines of white going diagonally across it, sleeves rolled up reaching the upper forearm, black slim-fit trousers reaching just above the ankles, and black derby shoes. Finishing off with a dark brown leather strapped wristwatch.

"I'll take it from here Gwangho."

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_Eunahs P.O.V_

Due to the tremendous burden of work, prepping for final exams and the health of my dad, I haven't had much time to unwind in a long time. So going to the aquarium with my brother and Dohwan yesterday actually helped me take a breather.

Unfortunately, when I sat in my seat, all of my stress and anxiety came flooding back. The first half of the morning was spent reviewing previous classes to identify where we excelled and where we needed assistance

To add to my anxiety, I had the uneasy feeling that someone was observing me. I peek up from my work to see whether any of the students are looking at me, but most of them are whispering to to one another or taking notes.

Quickly scanning across the room I see Mr Lee looking in my direction, I try and shield my eyes from his but can't. His eyes, they're so... Wait is he even looking at me or at the bitchy witches who are also in his line of sight? Not to complain, It's amusing to listen in on their dumb ass conversations even if they're talking shit about me from time to time.

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