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Y/n was speechless and in shock. She didn't know what to think.
"They deserved it for ruining my life to the point it can't be fixed. Now I don't even care how dangerous I am. All I care about is myself.
They never tried to understand me. They said I was doing all that for attention. They thought I needed attention cause I think they don't love me.
They weren't wrong actually. They really never loved me. Or else why they would ignore my calls?
If by the time when I was still 13 or even 14 they took me to the doctor; this insanity that is now a part of me, wouldn't have grown in the first place.
Maybe I would've had a normal and peaceful life. Going out with my friends. Having quality time. Instead of killing others for the thrill.
They made my life worse. The daily fights and tantrums for being rude to them were getting on my nerves. As if I wanted to be rude. By the time they started getting irritated was the time when I stopped caring about others.
When the knife went through their chests, I felt the real pleasure. I didn't feel guilty at all. Instead, I was relieved and happy. More than I was ever before.
But after coming back to my senses I regret it all. There was a time when I used to come to my senses. But now? The word sense no longer exists in my dictionary.
My friends feeling concerned came to pay a visit a few days later. Getting the strange smell that is of the dead body of those mother fuckers and my angels, they asked if I was okay. I greeted them with a smile saying I was okay.
After the visit, they were about to go until that dumb fuck Taehyung decides to inspect.
You may already know what might have happened but I'll still explain.
I killed each one of them mercilessly and fed them to the dogs after. Because of one person's dumbness, everybody got killed. And that's why you shouldn't try to be Sherlocks.
After that, I was getting bored. I needed some more thrill and joy. The only source was by killing others. And that's when the legend of Music Killer starts," he smirks.
Y/n now remembered the news. So it was about him? How unlucky was she to end up becoming his victim?
He was done cooking so after serving the ramen he came out of the kitchen. He sat across her and placed the tray.
"Have some. I'm a great chef," he says smiling.
She didn't think that she'd be hungry but seeing the ramen in front she couldn't help but gulp. The smell coming from the ramen was delicious. Then how delicious would that taste if she gets to have a bite?
