True Beauty Oneshots

Seojun's Sadistic Show (M/M)

Summary: Seojun's a sadistic freak, to put it bluntly.

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The bad boy of Saebom High couldn't stand her. Miss Goody Two Shoes, aka Im Ju-Kyung, was the worst thing he's encountered during high school, and that's saying a lot. The way she had a grip on his secret crush/frenemy, Lee Suho, and vice-versa made Seojun's insides bubble up in disgust. Luckily, he didn't have to witness any more of it since school was over for the week, per usual. Students flooded the entrance, squishing themselves through the floodgates. Seojun was walking alone, unfortunately spotting the couple he dreaded so badly.

But this time, compared to the countless other times he'd seen them, his mind changed to a rather violent one. Seojun quickly thought of something (a plan rather) to quickly and efficiently rid of that girl. No matter how messed up it was, he was going to stick with it. He didn't care if the school's precious student was kidnapped or killed. He just wanted her gone, simple. The mere thought of knowing she was gone and it all being thanks to Seojun made his face curve into a wicked smile.

"She's fucking dead meat."

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Once Ju-Kyung arrived at her family home, the living room was automatically lit with light. The place was beautiful if the sadist (Seojun) was being honest. But today would be the last day it would be intact, without blood everywhere. Seojun quietly snuck into the house once he figured out the lock, realizing she was perfectly occupied. It gave him a good enough timeframe to put on a show, so he quietly sat on the couch and waited to hear footsteps while he slipped a pair of gloves on.

"...Seojun!"

"Hello, Ju-Kyung."

"What're you doing here?!"

"I have my reasons. But for now, you won't hear them." Seojun suddenly pulled a knife from his pocket and pointed it at Ju-Kyung's chest, threatening her.

She straightened up in fear when she realized what was happening, "Seojun, what're you—"

"Take the knife from my hand and stab yourself with it."

"W-what? Why?"

"Just do what I said and it'll be fine for the both of us."

"No, it—"

"Do it or your pictures will be across everyone's screens." Seojun's phone magically appeared in his hand, displaying all of Ju-Kyung's nudes downloaded.

Her eyes widened once she saw them, confused and scared about how her naked body was on someone's phone; "...How did you—"

"I have my ways. Now, take it."

Ju-Kyung slowly got up and hesitantly took Seojun's knife. She felt the cold knife press against her ribs harshly as she held it, presumably leaving a mark that was waiting to be opened. Ju-Kyung felt tears form at the bottom of her eyes, falling afterward like a waterfall.