Texting My Killer | Straykids

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[ Third Person Pov ]

       Shinhye sat quietly in her bathroom, hugging her knees to her heaving chest. It's been a few minutes ever since she watched the video her stalker had sent but her mind hasn't been able to calm down— and she didn't think it'd be able to relax soon. The images still played vividly, the sounds as clear as ever, even the chuckles of the insane people who had committed such horrendous acts.

How could they do that to a fellow human?

The noirette curled more into a ball, sobbing into her sweaty palms, her eyes swollen and red, sharing the same shade as her congested nose. She couldn't help but blame herself for the poor man's mishaps.

If she weren't texting that evening, she wouldn't have bumped into him.

The guilt enveloped her in its cold embrace, gnawing her with its pain-ridden claw, stabbing his hurtful presence into her soul. She couldn't help but think how his family would react to his disappearance, if her brother and grandma were to suffer the same fate, she knew very well she'd go insane.

She wasn't ready to fathom the pain of losing them. And he knows where they stay. That sick bastard.

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+82xxx-xxx-xxx
Shinnie, you gotta
give me feedback
you know?

+82xxx-xxx-xxx
Is it weird that I want
to see you right now?

+82xxx-xxx-xxx
I really want to see
how terrified you
look

+82xxx-xxx-xxx
You hate gore so
much, haha

+82xxx-xxx-xxx
we should do this
more often

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    Shinhye's ears perked up, reacting to the sudden sound that resonated outside her solitude. It wasn't the usual dinging her phone would make each time she received a new message, it was far different from that. But she couldn't quite place her finger on it.

She raised her head, listening as it gradually got closer— a crescendo that shot fright through Shinhye's veins.

She got on her feet, and with an arched position, she tiptoed as quietly as she could, slowly peeking through the tiny sliver of door left ajar. She could barely see the intruder, only noticing that black cargo pants, scarcely hiding those familiar trainers.

Shinhye's brows creased when she realized who it was, she couldn't help but ponder how he got in, she didn't let him know she was at home, nor was her door unlocked.

She watched as he ambled towards her phone, giving the device a quick glance before averting his attention to the very door she was. Fear flooded her entire being the second their eyes locked, a shocking voltage that sent her heart thump faster, threatening to break out of her ribcage.

Shinhye shut the door, pressing her back against it. She was in no condition to see anyone, and only hoped that he didn't see her and would leave without making a fuss. She had already made a mental note to cut off everyone around her, just thinking about the fact that she's friends with someone who could do something so sick, so disgusting irked her so much.

The ravenette patiently waited long enough for the scuffling sounds to end, so long her legs had fallen asleep, that gross sensation that felt like a thousand bugs crawled on her feet, irritated her so much.

Once she deemed the coast clear, Shinhye slowly pulled the door open, she was met face to face with her intruder, he had a menacing grin, his hand on the doorknob, preventing the shorter from shutting the door. “Hi, Shinnie,” he waved. “You don't know how much I've missed you.”

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PiggyOppa
Hi Shinhye

PiggyOppa
I know this seems
out of the blue but
can we meet?

PiggyOppa
I really want to see
you

PiggyOppa
Jisung said you've been
really anxious lately

PiggyOppa
I'm just really worried
about you

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