THE UNEXPECTED KILLER [G!P]

Chapter 56

Becky's pov.

"I've never been behind on any of my assignments, I've worked as hard as I possibly can to keep up my grades. I would never ask for a free pass unless it wasn't serious. You of all people know that."

Professor Tan heaved a small sigh, "Miss Armstrong, you may be one of the fewer students who actually put in effort and want to be here, but that isn't enough." She took off her thick rimmed glasses, "If you don't hand in a complete profile, I'm sorry, I will have no choice but to fail you. If you want those perfect grades, you're going to have to earn it just like every other student in my class."

By this point, I was losing my patience. This was very unbefitting of my personality, but the thought of going back to that place was something I just couldn't bear.

"Yeah well, every other student doesn't have the Seoul Ripper to deal with." I muttered under my breath.

"Is that right?" Professor Tan tilted her head to the side. I remained silent. "I thought you had potential Miss Armstrong, I am thoroughly disappointed." Professor Tan shook her head, "Even the most professional of criminologists would cut their head off, if it meant they could catch a glimpse of one of Korea's most infamous killers. You get to sit across from the killer and get inside her head." There was a harrowing silence in the room for a minute. The apprehension in the air was as thick and palpable as it could have gotten.

I had my eyes cast down, "I thought I could do this, but I.....I don't think I can." I shook my head, "I don't think I'm made for this."

"Maybe you are, maybe you aren't. But you made a decision when you took that scholarship Miss Armstrong."

The scholarship.

It served as a reminder to me, that there was no way in the world that I could afford to fail an entire semester. So I nodded briskly, mumbling a small thank you as I got up to leave.

"This line of work will expose you to things you've only seen in nightmares, things you've only seen in the news and counted your blessings that you weren't in the wrong place at the wrong time."

"There's lot of messed up minds that you're going to have to get inside of, the sooner you realize that, the better."

My head still reeled from the fact that there was no way I could avoid facing Freen Chankimha in the very near future. And to add to the boulder that was crushing my sanity into miniscule fragments, the letter and the key that came with it were still lying in my desk, mocking my existence.

"Oh, and a word if caution Miss Armstrong."

I turned around.

"Getting inside a messed up mind is the easy part. It's getting out....that's daunting."

I worried my lip, trying not to flinch at Professor Tan's words, as I nodded, exiting the hall with one sharp turn. One hell of a word of caution.

I couldn't believe my ears.

But then, maybe Professor Tan was right.

Maybe Freen Chankimha had indeed messed my mind up.

Maybe insanity was going to go hand in hand with my hollow spirits.

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