Ephemeral | Heehoon

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"What? What are you saying?" Heeseung laughed, "That's quite literally what my job is, you know, to know your business. It's the same reason I know that you asked Yang Seulgi on a date during one of her exhibitions only to end up rejected. The same way Soo did." Heeseung's eyes narrowed as he placed the files to the side, watching as Jaehyun struggled to come up with a response.

"That's not-" The agent paused, licking his lips before talking again but he was cut short by the detective whose tone was sharp, "Oh, is that not how it happened? Did you get her a bouquet of daisies like you did for your ex, Hwang Soo? Classic." Sunghoon noticed how the expression on Heeseung's shifted from cold to something more mischievous and he was loving it. "That-that wasn't what-"

"Not that one? Gotcha." Heeseung nodded and flipped through the pictures on the table. "Oh, did you use the old give me your number just in case you need to be updated trick? No that couldn't be it, you probably had it already as her agent. Was it roses instead? Of course, it worked for me. Roses are always the right answer"

He winked at Jaehyun, chuckling. Jaehyun was now fuming, his face growing redder with every passing second. "Here we go," Soobin whispered under his breath. Sunghoon's mouth was left agape at the way Heeseung danced with fire so beautifully. Like twirling a flaming sword with a silver tongue.

"I think Seulgi rejected you and then when she never contacted you, you lost it. You threatened Magnus to hand you her campus address because you knew exactly what he was once involved in then entered her apartment and killed her." Heeseung managed to keep his voice calm as he grilled the agent, wondering how he had managed to do that. "Wh-What? You're making too many assumptions," Jaehyun stuttered, his eye twitched again, his leg started bouncing under the table.

He pulled on the cuffs keeping him to the table. Heeseung was so close, so fucking close. "Of course!" Heeseung exclaimed and slid another piece of paper across the table. "Here's the search history in the library computer with his login credentials, that was the first time in the fourty years of teaching that he logged into the school system and that also on the same day you murdered Seulgi!" Jaehyun gaped, his mouth opened and closed several times.

"You know what, maybe you didn't go to Seulgi's dorm with the idea of killing her. Maybe you thought she was playing hard to get, so you tried again with a bouquet of daises. Like you did with Soo." He slammed another picture on the table, next to the library history. It was a bouquet of flowers next to Seulgi's pale body. "You presented her with the flowers. And she rejected you. Again." Heeseung's voice was now getting uncontrollably louder and louder, crescendoing with Jaehyun's anger and heart rate.

Sunghoon stopped moving and so does Yeonjun and Soobin. "Stop," Jaehyun suddenly pleaded. His hands shot up to cover his ears but they're stopped by the cuffs. The metal clinked and pulled, they dug into his wrists. "She rejected you twice! But you couldn't take that for an answer. God, why did she do that? Why did she turn you down when you were just trying to be nice? " Heeseung stood up slowly from the table, towering over Jaehyun.

"She was just like her, she was just like that bitch that broke up with you? She tore your heart out and spit on it! She was no better than Soo! So, you knocked her out and you tied her down to her own fucking bed in hopes that she would just hear you out!" Sunghoon flinched at Heeseung's narration, how had he managed to find out so much? "Stop, fucking stop!" Jaehyun slammed his head on the table, hitting it against the wood over and over again.

"Because maybe if she just listened she would understand that you're just a genuine guy trying to be a good boyfriend to someone! You're so nice, you're such a good guy, no one likes good guys anymore, huh? And, of course Soo didn't see that either. Neither did Seulgi, it just wasn't fair!" Jaehyun begged some more, pleaded him to stop but Heeseung wasn't going to have any of it.

"She tried to scream for help, so you killed her. You slit her throat without a second fucking thought for anything! And it felt so fucking good, didnt it? It felt so good to finally take power back from her? So, you didn't stop." Tears sprang from Jaehyun's eyes as he squinted them shut, his body physically curling in on itself. He writhed around, unable to get far because of the handcuffs.

"So you kept going, and you went after women who looked just like Soo. And it felt amazing because every single time you could picture her face as you slit their throats. Each and every one of them babbling for mercy, crying out, to only choke on their own blood-" He couldn't take it anymore.

"Fine! " Jaehyun screamed, slamming his fists on the table. "I killed them. I killed each and every one of the fucking bitches. And I fucking wish I could have killed Soo too!" The sudden seemingly endless torrent of sentences came to a screaming halt. Heeseung sat down on his chair once more with a huff.