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Number 32: Violence

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She had seen him get arrested and she couldn't.

And wouldn't do that to him.

She squared her shoulders.

"Maybe when you're dead people will care for you more."

Her inner voice scoffed.

There's only one way she knew how get revenge by.

The only way is violence.

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🚓 Police station 🚓

"Jisung you need to calm down!!" Namjoon said looking nervously at the pacing boy in front of him. "I can't hyung! This is the first time I'm going to speak about this."

Namjoon's features softened as he saw the frustration in the boy when he buried his fingers in his hair and pulled at it. "Do you want me to call someone? Would that help?" Namjoon asked softly. Jisung paused for a minute before resuming his pacing.

"M-my phone. Minho hyung please. Call him." Jisung said breathlessly as he chewed on his lip aggressively. Namjoon sighed and went over to Jisung's bag and looked for his phone. When he found it he asked Jisung to unlock it and Jisung did so hurriedly and hands trembling.

Once Namjoon found Minho's contact he immediately pressed the call button.

🥓 CAFETERIA 🥓

Minho was very anxious. Ever since Jisung and Hyunjin had rushed out of there he had been so worried and he kept on biting his nails almost biting his finger several times and drawing blood.

He was rocking back and forth in the cafeteria seat and his hands were playing with each other since Chan had forbade him to bite them after he saw blood running down the finger. All of them looked worriedly at him.

Minho had wanted to follow Jisung and Hyunjin but that situation they had been in wasn't anything he knew about. And he didn't want to invade their privacy because he knew they had history together. But when the call came from Jisung he almost crushed his phone in his haste to answer it.

"Jisung!!" He called breathlessly.

"Hi, this is Namjoon. I was asked by Jisung to call you here. We're at the police station nearest to the school. So if-"

Minho had already packed his bags and was sprinting down the halls ignoring the shouts from the teachers and his friends. "I'm coming. Is he- is he doing alright?" Minho asked as he sat on his motorbike and plugged in some earphones before keeping his phone on his phone holder and pulling on his helmet.

"I'm afraid he's not doing so okay so he wanted me to ca- Oh my god-" Namjoon cut himself off making Minho go a little faster. If he went any faster he would cross the speed limit and he didn't have time for that. So he tried to go as fast as he can without going above the speed limit.

"Hello? Hello? Namjoon-ssi?? Are you there!?!! He yelled into the phone but he got no response. He finally arrived at the police station and he almost died when he saw the blood trail leading up to the door of the police station.

He hurriedly left his motorbike on and dropped his helmet on the ground and rushed inside.

"Yes sir?" The receptionist asked him stopping him from going further. Minho gulped two times before he answered dryly, "Seungmin, Kim Seungmin. Please." The receptionist raised an eyebrow. Then she picked up a phone and dialed a number.