Imperfectly Perfect 3

44 : Ground Zero

—— Thursday. Six days from now, Four days after the leadership camp. At the Son mansion ——

In front of Chaeyoung right now, a girl is kneeling on the Son mansion's study floor. She is holding a small cloth that is soaking with some red liquid. Around the area where she is in, there is also what seemed to be the same colored liquid splashed all over. There is a bucket sitting right next to her. There are also shattered glasses scattered not too far from her on the floor.

It took a couple of seconds before the soccer ace recovered from the shock. She heaves in a deep breath as she tries to find her voice. "Mi— Mi— Minari?"

"Chae— Chaeng." Mina nervously stands up from the floor, still holding the cloth that is dripping with the red liquid. Her clothes are also visibly stained with splashes of something reddish all over. "I— Umm—"

"What— what in the world are you doing at this place, Minari? What are you doing in our house?" Chaeyoung's eyebrows are scrunched and her voice is full of doubt and uncertainty. "Moreover, what— how— why are you inside my dad's study? What are you— Minari, please tell me that there is a good explanation to all of this."

"Wait. I— I know this is absolutely weird right now and—"

"This is absolutely beyond the word weird!"

Mina flinches at the sudden raising of the soccer ace's voice. "Chaeng. I— I know that this is unexpected and all of this unexplainable but— but— Umm—" The council president starts fiddling with the cloth in her hands which only makes the red liquid be squeezed from it and creepily drip down again on the floor. "Let me— Chaeng, let me—"

Chaeyoung furiously turns to their head maid who is standing silently right outside the study's door frame. "Come here."

"Yes, Ms. Chaeyoung?" The maid quickly steps inside the room.

"What is she doing here?"

"Chaeng—"

Mina was about to speak again when the soccer ace obviously had patience thinning out. "YOU CAN'T EVEN TALK STRAIGHT TO ME, MYOI MINA! THIS IS STARTING TO FRUSTRATE ME!"

"Miss—" The maid then quickly begins her supposed answer. "Miss Chaeyoung, she arrived here hours ago claiming that she has an appointment with your father. Mr. Son acknowledged her so I guided her to the study and— and you know how your father doesn't like the helpers to be inside this room so we didn't know what exactly happened after."

"HOW COULD YOU NOT KNOW?!"

"I'm— I'm so sorry, miss! The maids— we— we were in the kitchen. It was one of the guards on duty who heard a loud sound from the study and the next thing we knew, Mr. Son urgently needed a doctor."

"CHAENG, please!" Mina stares deeply into the soccer ace's eyes in pleading. "There is an explanation for all of this."

"Don't tell me you did something to my dad? WHAT DID YOU—"

"LET ME— PLEASE. Let me explain everything first." The council president says in a firm voice this time. "I will explain everything. Just listen to me."

—— Present day. Second day of the leadership camp ——

"Umm— He— Hey." Tzuyu tried to speak first after the council president left the room. She is just flatly standing beside the door. Her eyes are busy glancing in between Sana and the bedroom floor. Her hands are fiddling with the bottom hem of her shirt. "I— I'm sorry I left in a hurry earlier. I— I just didn't know what to do when she suddenly knocked at the door."

Sana clears her throat and flashes a wide smile. "It's— Umm... It's fine."

There was utter silence in the room for a couple of seconds. A weird awkward tension is in the air.