This is not the story of an evil man but a sick man. A man who started losing the fight with himself.
What happens when he can't control it any longer? Read to find out! 🦴
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a Jungkook ff
Thriller au
GE...
Walking through the empty dark street, gripping the straps of his bag tightly, Jungkook slowly strolled towards his home.
A small bandaid on his forehead and he was biting his lips.
"Why did I react like that?" He questioned himself. He was never someone who would react to these bullies but why did he suddenly react?
Was it the drugs that he had two days ago?
He continued to walk through the street until a loud noise from behind caused him to flinch and grip the strap tighter.
The car alarm went off, beeping continuously and his breath heaved. Sucking a breath, he turned around and gasped to see the sight.
A woman's body on the top of the now-dented car. The glass shattered on the road, the car alarm beeping continuously. Her bloody head turned upside down, falling back and shaking while staring at him.
Instead of getting even more scared.
He walked forward.
The red liquid. The way she was still shivering with her parted lips.
It intrigued him.
His lips streched and he stood right in front of the head, staring at him. He smiled.
He wished to capture this moment in his canvas. This was an inspiration to his next artwork.
He slowly left the strap of his bag and extended it towards the face. The blood trickling down her head as she shook vigorously.
"So beautiful."
"It is." Jungkook replied to the voice with a smile and touched the face, cupping her head and then pulling his hand back to see the blood on it.
"So perfect."
"Yes." He mumbled, admiring the blood of the woman in his hand.
"Won't you paint it?"
"I will." He whispered with a smile and looked up at the woman who stopped shivering. He tilted his head.
"It is electrifying to watch her die."
"Right?" Jungkook nodded with a smirk. He chuckled and looked at sight for quite a while. "Did she take her own life?" Jungkook questioned, pouting and blinking while watching the closed eyes of the woman.
"Why? Would you rather take her life?"
"Should have." Jungkook said but gasped immediately, eyes widening as he looked at the woman and then stumbled back, falling to the ground.
He struggled to breathe and looked around but then felt that his hand was soaked. His eyebrows scrunched and he brought his hand to his face.
His eyes budge to see the red liquid on his palm. "Isn't it beautiful, Jungkook?" Jungkook held his head again and shut his eyes, the veins of his forehead popping up.
"Who are you? Why are you doing this?" He said through heavy breaths as he heard chaotic voices inside his head but among them one voice said, clearly for him to hear,
"I'm doing this to show you, your reality."
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