❝ Oppa ❞ .bts horror 1

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Cheonya's P.O.V.

The two girls dragged me in the ladies' bathroom.

"Jungkook-oppa is only mine.."Saeun said.

"W-What? I'm not taking him away from you!"I said, acting really scared but actually I am shaking with excitement to kill them.

"Oh yeah? Liar!"Jinyoung said and poured a pitcher of  iced tea on me.

[A/N: Where the eff did the iced tea come from? Ahahah but I'm craving for iced tea..]

I wiped the iced tea off my forehead with my hands. How dare they.

"Oh.."I said, standing straight.

Saeun and Jinyoung's smiles melted.

I tilted my head to the left.

"S-So.. Y-You're trying to s-scare us, h-huh?"Saeun said.

"No.. I'm not trying to scare you..."I said softly.

And I grinned.

Saeun and Jinyoung screamed.

I wondered why, but I looked at my uniform and it is now covered in blood.

Oh.. So I transformed into myself... No wonder why they screamed.

"Cheonya! Stop! Don't kill them!"Chayeon said in my head.

"Shut up."I growled.

I lunged at Saeun..

I had a tight grip on her neck and pinned her to the wall.

"He-lp.."Saeun croaked.

Jinyoung screamed, dropping the pitcher on the floor, and it shattered into.

And where the hell is my knife?

"Nobody can hear you, bitches.."I growled.

"C-Chayeon..W-Who are y-you? I-is this your true self?"Saeun asked.

"Well.. Actually, I'm not Chayeon.. I got rid of her and I possessed her body so.. Yeah.."I said.

I tightened my grip.

Saeun choked as my fingernails dug deep into her skin.

My grip becomes more tighter and tighter, until I held the bone in her neck.

Blood sprayed on my face, and I like it. 

I licked the blood of Saeun on my lips, and it tasted delicious.

"Your blood is delicious, but your attitude isn't.. That's why your blood doesn't taste perfect.."I said, pulled out Saeun's throat out of her neck and dropped her on the floor.

I looked back at Jinyoung, who is shaking.

Seriously? She's right there on my back while I was having fun with Saeun, I thought she's gonna stab me with the shattered pieces of the pitcher but she didn't.

What an idiot. I left myself open for her, yet she didn't grab the opportunity. Tch.

Opportunity doesn't knock twice..

So I'll use those shattered pieces on her instead.

I picked a broken piece on the floor and had a grip on it tightly.