PSYCHOPATH || Lee Minho

Chapter 3

7:00 am

My alarm goes off again, waking me up. I stood up and did my routine. This time I could make myself some breakfast.

Today it's pancakes. I learnt cooking pancakes by my coworker in London. His pancakes are the best and always will be. As I was eating, the news came on.

"A new murder has happened, nothing has changed. Victim is a female in her early 20's. Brutally murdered and raped. Stay safe everyone, it was once again Kim Seokjin."

I finished up quickly and went to work.

~~

"Morning guys," I said smiling.

"Morning," they all said, smiling back at me.

"Now that everyone is here, let's begin?" Bangchan said.

"Have y'all heard the news?" He asked. Everyone nod except Changbin.

"Ya. Why you never watch the news?" Felix said.

"To lazy," he answered. They cute. Would make a great couple. No what am I thinking. Anyways.

"To Changbin who never watch the news.." Bangchan began.

"It's once again a female corpse. She was brutally murdered and raped. Her legs and arms were tied. This time the victim was packed inside a garbage bag," he said.

"Aish, this bastard. He really need a punishment," Changbin said. Everyone agreeing.

"So today's task is to find what all victims have in common," Bangchan said. We then began our work.

~~ 8 hours later

8 hours have now passed. Everyone yawning, then there is Changbin who is already asleep.

"Everyone has worked hard today! We will continue tomorrow," Bangchan said loudly. Loud enough for Changbin to wake up. It was probably on purpose.

"Ehhh? What?" Changbin said, looking confused. Everyone laughed at him.

"Go home and sleep," Bangchan said, tapping his shoulder. We then all went back home, except me. I went back to the convenience store. I liked how comfortable and relaxing it was to just sit there looking at the view through the windows and eating their delicious ramen noodles.

Last time I bought chicken flavor, this time it will be the kimchi one.

I sat on the seat I used last time. Minutes later I could finally start eating my noodles. It has to warm up first, you know. Or else it won't be that good.

I heard the door open. It's the boy again. The good looking boy. Does he live around? Does he come here often? Why do I even care. Don't say I'm falling in love. I doubt it.

He sat besides me again. He is also eating noodles. I couldn't help but admire him. Like how can someone be so beautiful? My thoughts got interrupted by a voice calling me.

"Hello? You okay?" It's the boys voice. His voice sounds so sweet. I blush. He just saw me admiring him. What will he think about me? He probably thinks I'm a weirdo.

"You cute. What's your name?" He asked. My heart started beating super fast. Did he just call me cute?! No way.

"My n-name is M-Melinda.." I said. Did I just stutter. I probably look like a tomato now.

"That's a pretty name," he said.

"What is your name?" I ask.

"My name is Minho."