It was pitch black and dead silent. The person in all black slowly climbed up the old staircase without releasing a creak. The person reached a specific door which was locked. Taking out a tool from his small bag, he worked his way inside the dark room. With the help of the moonlight and his sharp eyes, he could see a cranky bed in the corner of the room, a comparatively decent night stand beside it. A century-old study table was standing in the opposite corner. The majority of the empty space left was occupied by piles of dirty clothes.
The stranger's lips twitched out of disgust.
He walked closer to the bed where his 'target' was enjoying his last slumber in this world. He smirked, feeling the adrenaline rushing through his veins. After all, he was born for it. The man pulled out a knife out of his pocket. It shined bright under the moonlight. He came closer and closer to his target when he saw the face of his target. He was dumbstruck when he recognized the man on the bed.
Jeon Jungkook
But he recovered fast. Regaining the dark aura, he reached out to the neck of the man. The knife was millimeters away when Jungkook suddenly opened his eyes, feeling tickly. His eyes widened in shock. Although it didn't seem like it, the stranger was equally surprised at the situation. Taking this to his advantage, Jungkook quickly stood up from the bed.
The two stared each other but Jungkook couldn't shake off the feeling that the pair of sapphire eyes in front of him was strangely familiar. He had no time to think about it as the black-hooded man charged towards him with two daggers.
Where did he even get those?
The man threw a silver dagger at Jungkook which flew near his left ear and got stuck on the wall. Soon enough, he threw the other dagger along the right side of Jungkook's abdomen. As a result, Jungkook could feel a slight stinging sensation near the abdomen area.
The man came closer to Jungkook with the demeanor of a predator walking towards its prey. But Jungkook didn't give up like that. He would never. He jumped forward to fight back. The two were equally skilled at the task.
The stranger did a high kick but Jungkook held his leg and turned it around, making the stranger fall on his stomach. But in the blink of an eye, he was back on his feet. Charging towards the Murderer, Jungkook successfully landed a punch on his face and one in his abdomen. The stranger took a step back for a second. For a second. The opponent did a high kick on Jungkook's chest, resulting Jungkook hit the wall. The crazily skilled man punched Jungkook in the stomach until Jungkook could feel the metallic taste of blood.
"Fuck!" he spit put some blood.
Jungkook took a deep breath to absorb all the pain.
The opponent took out a pocket knife and directed it towards Jungkook's stomach but Jungkook caught it in time. with a force, Jungkook twisted the man's hand and the knife fell on to the floor. He quickly turned the opponent around and folded both of his hands behind his back.
Jungkook scoffed before asking, "You're doing this for money?"
That was obvious. Everyone's a slave of money.
The strange guy, however, didn't say anything. He just glared at Jungkook with one intention. Finish his mission.
The stranger's wrists were was stuck between Jungkook's bulky arms. Jungkook was curious to know the identity of his murderer. So, he pulled down the hoodie and it revealed a dark, long, hair. He gasped.
It was a woman all along?
The woman struggled harder in his grasp but he held firm. He held both of her hands by one hand and used the other to take off her mask.
The result left him in great pain. It was Lee Sana, the woman he loved from the depth of his heart. No wonder those hypnotic eyes felt familiar.
"S-Sana, Y-you? Do you hate me that much?" he stuttered at first but gained his firm voice soon.
Hearing this she chuckled. "There are no personal hatred included in my business, Mr. Jeon. Out of all the people, you know it the best. It was solely my client's call."
She realized that Jungkook's grasp loosened and slowly pulled out the knife from under her hoodie.
"And the other thing is Mr. Jeon, Our story had ended a long time ago..." She paused. "And your story ends today" saying that she stabbed the knife into his abdomen.
He didn't expect it. He fell to the floor and saw Sana standing in front of him with a malicious smirk plastered on her face.
"And lastly, I never loved you"
