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March 2nd. 02.51 a.m
Seoul university, Hongjoong's dorm.
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The panic stroke Wooyoung as it never had before. His accelerated breath was the only noise that prevented him from hearing how hard his heart was pounding. Drops of perspiration were running down on his chest under his blazer. His hair were in shambles and his legs ached in exhaustion.

*BZZZZ*

His eyes got watery as he was hoping Jennie was finally paying attention to her phone. But when he slid his phone open :

Hongjoong:
Your friend is dead.

His heart missed a beat. His stomach ached like he swallowed a thousand needles. He couldn't hold back the tears, and he felt like his lungs couldn't fill with oxygen which was odd given the air flow from the opened windows...

*BZZZZ*
*BZZZZ*

Other messages arrived and Wooyoung's hand trembled as he held the phone higher to his face.

Hongjoong:
He died because of you...
You have blood on your hands.

Me:
Who are you?

Hongjoong:
I will make you pay Wooyoung.

Me:
I'll call the police and show
them your messages...

A few seconds passed as Wooyoung tried to dial the police number. But then his phone started vibrating madly. He tapped on his conversation with Hongjoong and he couldn't believe his eyes. It was multiple pictures of him and his friends.

One photo was him asleep at the bar earlier this evening.

One was his friends dancing together at the party.

Another photo was Jennie and Taehyung asleep in a bed in each other's arms.

Wooyoung slid through all the pictures he received of him, Jimin, Taehyung and Jennie at the party and before. Some of them were intimate, most taken from behind or when they were unconscious.

*BZZZZ*

Hongjoong:
If you try to tell someone, they
die next. Hongjoong already
died because of you. Will you
let your other bitch friends die?

Wooyoung's knees weakened and he fell on the floor. His face was stuck in disbelief and he stared in nothingness as tears were uncontrollably pearling on his cheeks.

*BZZZZ*

He ignored how he found the strength to pick up his phone but he somehow slid it open.

Hongjoong:
Oh by the way... How fast can
you run?

*BZZZZ*

Hongjoong:
Faster than the cops I hope.
Cause I called them earlier
and now they're about to find
you in there...

Wooyoung's eyes widened in a sudden. His body rose on his legs like an automat. And he heard steps coming closer to the door. As he thought panic couldn't get any worse, he found himself in a stressful situation where he couldn't think right and find a solution. Was it the end of him?

*BZZZZ*

Hongjoong:
I suggest the window.

He didn't have time to ponder so Wooyoung ran to the window, stared down for a split-second, considered the height between the ground and the first-floor, and jumped without giving it a second thought.