Obsession [Taekook] ✓

Chapter 12

"Hey Jungkook-ssi."

Jungkook raised his head up, frowning when he saw the crazy girl yesterday standing in front of him.

"Yes?" Jungkook asked. Even though the girl acted crazily yesterday, Jungkook still needed to talk to her politely.

"I'm sorry for what I did yesterday, Jungkook-ssi... Could you give me a chance and forgive me?" The girl asked, face screaming guilty.

Jungkook exhaled a deep breath. "Sure." He said. He wasn't a petty person after all.

"Oh my god, thank you so much!! I've prepared an apology gift for you. Could you meet me in the school garden during lunch break?" She asked.

Jungkook wanted to say no, but when he saw the girl's pleading eyes, he gave up. "Sure, no problem."

"Thank you, Jungkook!" She smiled, "See you soon then~"

Jungkook pursed his lips, watching the girl walking away. "She's so weird." He said to himself. "Where's Junho by the way?"

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As promised, Jungkook went to the school garden during lunch break. He looked around the big garden, can't find any presence. No one will come to the garden during lunch break.

"Where is she?" Jungkook muttered, walking around, trying to speed up the waiting time.

His expressionless face turned into a frown when he saw something swaying on the huge tree. It looks like a human but it's hanging on the tree branches.

Out of curiosity, Jungkook approached it with slight hesitant steps. His heart is getting more and more uneasy. He told himself not to get closer to the tree, but his mind won't listen to him.

"Ahh!!!" He screamed out when he saw what's on the tree. He stumbled backwards, landed on the floor with his bum. He backed away, whole body shivering in fear.

"J-Junho..." He muttered, tears started to fill up in his eyes.

It was Junho, hanging on the tree, lifelessly.

His body was terribly damaged, cuts were all over his body. Blood still flows out from the cuts, making his whole body bloody. His eyeballs were out, hands were cut off and moreover, his mouth was hung open, teeth all disappeared.

A rope was tied tightly around his neck and tree branches, his body swayed left and right with the help of wind.

Jungkook felt his stomach churning and it's like thousands of ants were crawling around his body. He wanted to puke, but nothing was out.

He again screamed, hands basically roaming around the grasses. He wanted to hold something, something that could calm himself down. Suddenly, he touched something, making him screaming louder.

It was Junho's hand, his cut off arm.

Jungkook's eyes were blown wide. He wanted to scream again but no voice was out.

He wants to run away, he wants someone to comfort him yet at the same time, he doesn't want anything.

He doesn't know what to do.

"H-Help me..." He mumbled helplessly, hugging himself with his arms, trying to calm himself down. "H-Help me please..." He sobbed loudly, wailing like a baby.

He raised his head up, only to end up looking at Junho's corpse. He quickly tugged his head down, hiding his whole face on his knees. He wants to forget the horror sight in front of him.

His body slowly went numb, like he can't control it anymore. His body tilted left then landed on the soft grass. His eyesight went blurry, but he doesn't know why Junho's corpse still looks clear, as if Junho wants him to remember how he died.

He quickly closed his eyes, slowly slipping himself out of reality, heading to his safe place, dreamland.

When he finally lost consciousness, a person walked out from the dark and approached the unconscious male.

"He fainted, Mr Kim." The person said, crouching down, staring at the male with slight pity in her eyes.

"Hmm, don't touch him or anything. I'm coming now. Keep your eyes on him."

"I got it, Mr Kim." She said, tilting her head up, "What about the corpse?"

"Someone will throw it away. No need to bother about it. After all, it's just an object for me to get my hyung."

"Yes Mr Kim." She replied, cutting the call off. She again stared at Jungkook's pale face, clicking her tongue, "Poor little thing. Getting controlled by him while you're such a weak, fragile porcelain doll."