Psychopath (BTS Suga)

Chap 9

Yoongi sighed and pulled the chair, making space so he could sit. He rested his elbows on the table and rested his head in his hands, slightly batting his eyelashes to the girl in front of him like a sign of aegyo. 

'It all started when I got scouted.' Yoongi looked up with a look to the light, trying to act pitiful. His moods were bipolar, one minute he's on the floor having a breakdown, the next he can be seen fooling around. The girl who sat across him snickered a small laugh. 

She continued to stare at Yoongi, in hopes he would continue on his story. 

'What?' He asked and scrunched his eyebrows up. 

'Aren't you going to continue?' She asked, pushing her nerd glasses higher up so she could get a better look on Yoongi and try to see if she can grasp any emotions of his. 

'Can I ask you a question now?' He tilted his head slightly to the side to make it seem like a dog when it questions a knock on the door coming from the other side. He honestly looked quite adorable and the boys who were observing gagged in disgust again. 

'Isn't he suppose to be serious?' Jungkook asked. 

'It's his childhood friend. I doubt he will.' Namjoon replied, taking a big mouth of his ramyeon. It was lunch time and they were all having lunch. They were eating ramyeon that their manager had bought since they refused to leave the office, wanting to watch Yoongi's actions like a hawk aiming on its prey. 

'Nope! Oppa, you said one line. How am I suppose to conclude anything from 'It all started when I got scouted'?' She laughed. 'Besides, my request is for you to tell me every single detail about your life after you left Daegu.' She continued on. Yoongi sighed in defeat. There's no way getting away from this girl nor fooling her. 

'Okay then. I sat the train here. I'm pretty sure my parents told you that I left. When I reached, I headed straight to Big Hit Entertainment. I was given a dorm to share with like 6 other members, it was honestly crowded and all of us had to squeeze into a small room because there was only 1 bedroom and we had to share toilets at times because there was also only 1 toilet and we ate ramyeon on the floor, fooled around, some of us didn't make it, some of us did.' He said out. 

'When I debuted about few weeks later, as I was walking by 7 Eleven, I saw a girl crouching down, searching for something that I suppose was ramyeon so I decided to help her out. Turns out, she was just looking for her earring that fell.' He said. 

'Day by day passed and we just kept practicing and by fate, I met the girl that I helped again. This time, she was searching for her coins that rolled under the shelves. I asked for her number and a few weeks later, we dated. She was like the light in my life. She was always there. She comforted me when I was stressed up and she cheered on when I felt down and felt like giving up. She was like my crutches when I break my legs.' He said. 

He was getting slightly emotional and his eyes watered. The boys one floor above were listening carefully. Their attention were lured back to Yoongi as soon as he said that. They were the only ones who knew deeply of Yoongi and his ex fiancee's relationship. 

'About 2 years later, I proposed to her. I loved her so much, so much that it hurts so much to see her take her last breath in front of me.' Yoongi stated before tears streamed down his face. 

'Sure, she may have her flaws but she was perfect for me.' He continued on.

'What happened to her?' The girl asked, out of curiosity which turned out to be a bad move. 

'She was killed, right in front of me. I was so stupid, why couldn't I just be in her place instead? She had so much in front of her! We were going to get married!' Yoongi screamed out. Tears rolled freely down his cheeks. His sudden outburst gave the 6 boys one floor above and the girl who sat directly across him a slight fright. Taehyung almost spit out his noodles from fright. 

'Why did it have to be her?!' Yoongi questioned out with tears still streaming down his face. 

'I'm going to get revenge for her. I will.' He vowed. His eyes turned dark and lustful. If looks could kill, his eyes would probably be a rifle gun that is just perfect for a head shot kill.