End of beginning?[Hwang Hyunjin]

Song-Hi.

Third person's POV
°°°°°° °°°°°°°°°° °°°°

Seeing Seol-ah in the prison, Song-hi decided to throw a party for herself. She had celebrated it with some other new acquaintances of hers as well but wants to enjoy the happiness alone too. As if she had broken free from her insecurities, she was above cloud nine. She decides to celebrate in her house, her parents weren't home, luckily.

As she enters it, she's met by vibrant balloons all over the floor in living room. Switching on the lights her vision catches the beautifully ornamentals all over.

Congratulations.

The blue balloons wrote.

Wasting no time she opens and sets the cake and candle. Blowing it out, she sings a little congratulatory song for herself, giddily. She claps as she finishes but to her surprise something else happens.

A balloon pops on the wall in front of her.
But.

It wasn't normal.

Red paint splashes from the balloon, coloring the wall as she shrieks, tripping from her chair.
"Cra-"
Then another pops, again and again, one by one they started bursting as her face switched from confusion to horror. A series of screams escaped her mouth in petrification.

"Holy crap, what the hell?!" She begin whimpering at the smearing red sight as the whole room concealed in red bath. Even her cake frosted itself in red.  Red dripping and squelching around the whole map, uncertainty drives within her as she wonders whether it's just paint or. . .

She tries to process what's happening as she contemplates who would pull such a nasty prank on her. But she didn't realize, there was another danger above her head.

The biggest balloon hung on the ceiling supposedly to carry candies exploded as well with almost a bucket of blood as she showered in it.
"ACK!!!!" Whimpering horrifically, she rises up her feet and begins to panic awfully. Leaping around the bloody floor she tries to clean herself, only worsening her condition.

"Ack!!! Shit, who dared to pull this shitty prank on me??!!!!" She howls, heaving heavily with tears that ruined her makeup. Then a hushed hustling is heard as squelchy, bespattering footsteps echoed in each quarter. Her figure turns at the noise, as her furrowed brows elevate in cognizance.

"Don't you love the pool in front of you?" Myungho remarks as his smirk splatters into a menacing laughter. "What are you doing right now?" Her tone, as stagnant as the pond. It radiated the upcoming arrival of rage, indicating she could burst out any moment.

"Can't you see, I made your party better! You love splashing blood over someone else that you smeared. I thought you should, for once experience it as well." He snaps back, calmly as once again perplexity displays on her features as she absorbs his words. "You thought I wouldn't know? That it was you?" Realization hits her like a heat wave as she apprehensively struggles back.

Crimson red, till now had already been soaked in her teal soaks as she feels the cold liquid sending shivers up her skin. It worn her to almost frazzle. How did he know her secret? That she killed the professor.

"I can't believe you got yourself into this mess too, Song hi." He says, pityingly. "Y-Y-You. Why are you doing this to me? What did I do to you?" She faces a terrible stammer as a few tears brim down her frame. She never ever prepared herself for something like this which is why her emotions swept out of control.

"Nothing before. But you did aim to frame me for what you did."

"I was under influence. I did it because she threatened me too." Her terrific wails continue as she speaks. She already guessed he would threaten her.