Bangtan & Murder 》kth

Hopeless Love

(Y/N) was a hopeless romantic. Being the average Korean otaku and a lot obsessed with Bangtan Boys, she was pretty much a loner. She had a few friends here and there, but not so much as to personally call her for a day out. Not that she even wanted to go. It wasn't that she was socially awkward- no. She was actually really good at being social. She chose not to though. She had better things to do on her laptop.

(Y/N) lived alone in her little apartment having no idea where her parents were. They payed the rent for her apartment, but never spoke to her since she was 15, which was three years ago; meaning she was 18 years old. She had a part time job at a convienence store, where she could take home instant ready food. As for the rest of her money, Bangtan Boys merchandise.

She didn't mind her life style, after all, BTS was there for her. Well, not literally, but she could think otherwise. You would think that a person like that would have a bias, but sadly, no. She couldn't pick just one. Heck, she couldn't not pick any of them! (Y/N) would get really mad if anyone called Kim Namjoon.. Unappealing. She would start cyber fights and end them with a good burn.

Her apartment. It was a mess. There were a lot of BTS posters everywhere. On the floor was some clothes, trash, and more merchandise. On the walls were posters and more posters. You'd be lucky to see a spot of her white wall somewhere. She had an Apple computer, Macbook Pro laptop, iPhone 6s, and an iPad. All bought for her by her parents. Still, she didn't know where they went so suddenly. Maybe they just wanted to get rid of her. They didn't really care about her when she was little either.

Although she was that obsessed over BTS, she hadn't actually gone to any of their concerts. She could never save up that much money and not use some of it.

It was night like any other night for (Y/N). She was browsing through the internet for new BTS videos. And, like always, she jumped off her bed and went to the kitchen. Hey, looking for new videos of BTS is hard work. Especially when you've seen every single one of them. Literally.

She got a few things from her fridge and closed it, when,
"AHHH!" She shrieked. (Y/N) saw a woman in front of her. She looked to be in her mid 20s. She had long, black hair with black eyes. She was a few inches taller than (Y/N). She was wearing.. a cloak. A long, black cloak. It didn't have a hood, but it was long. She was just staring at (Y/N).

"W-who are you? How did you get in here? What do you want from me?" She asked. "Don't be scared, dear. I don't want anything from you. Its what you want from me." The lady said.

"Excuse me?" (Y/N) was confused. "Who do you really want to meet, but can't? Who do you really love, but they don't even know you?"

"Isn't it obvious?" She asked while pointing at her shirt with a print of all seven BTS members. "Of course. You want to meet Bangtan Sonyeondan. Well, I can make it possible." The lady whispered.

"How am I supposed to trust a suspicious looking woman who comes into my house without knocking and just scares me like that? Doesn't seem legit." She said. "I am not a suspicious at all, for I am the one called Ms. Eun-Mei. I make people's wishes come true. Wish for something right now, dear. But make it something small."

"Uhmm, OK. Strawberry milk." (Y/N) bluntly added. "Now, just do something for me. All you have to do is take a small creature, like an ant, and kill it."

"Uhh, why? That's really, really weird. And suspicious. In fact, you are really weird and still suspicious. But, just because I want strawberry milk, I'll do it. I doubt it'll work though." She said. So she went to one of her messy corners of her house, and found some ants. She killed one of it with her finger, and showed it to the lady named Ms. Eun-Mei.

"Ahh, good good. Now, as you wished, your strawberry milk." Ms. Eun-Mei said. She tookmilk index and middle finger (kind of like a peace sign) and put them side by side. She waved it in the air in a circular motion, and with a swift motion, she pointed it at (Y/N)'s table. (Y/N) looked back and there it was, cute pink carton labeled 'strawberry milk'.

"Woah!! And it's so cute...! But, how?" She asked in disbelief. She went to take a sip, and said, "ahh~ This is the best strawberry milk I had!" She happily said. However, she didn't seem to notice Ms. Eun-Mei's smirk. "Now do you believe me, dear?"

"So, all I have to do is kill an ant to be with BTS??" She asked in a hurry. "Haha, not exactly.."

"What do you mean?"

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"Will I be able to talk with them, like friends?"

"Yes"

"J-Just.. Just her, right?"

"Maybe, unless you want something else..."

"N-no, I only want to meet them."

And with that, she prepared her strike. She about to do it. She about to kill one of her friends. She didn't really like her anyways, since she called BTS some trash that wore makeup to look pretty. That really got to her, but she didn't want to kill her.

Her friend was Anne, and she was sleeping. Ms. Eun-Mei had told her 'you do the killing, and I'll clean everything up'. This what you would do.. for.. for.. Love. Yes, that was it. Love. (Y/N) loves BTS too much, it hurts when she's not with them. She even cried a few times. It's hopeless love. But not now. She's just a few steps from being with them.

She went closer to her and raised up the sharp knife. With an instant move, she stabbed the girl with such force.. right in the chest.