I, Park Bo-Ra, wouldn't have known to become a victim of murder. To say I'm completely dead is not entirely true, but having your hands tied and hung in the basement with blood dripping just slowly eats my life away.
I heard an eerie sound above and out came my ex new friend dressed in black pumps, gray pencil skirt, and white polka-dotted blouse. Since my dying is near I couldn't focus straight yet anger strengthen my vision, giving a one last glimpse at her face.
No! Those crooked glasses she's wearing!
"Hello, sunbae*" Said person from my past.
Sunbae: Senior or Upperclassman.
100 words!
This is a fun challenge from _ShortStory_ and it's "Meeting".
The rules are make a Drabble of 100 words or less of the topic "Meeting". (Source is in the external link)
Now you're wondering why the title connects with this is because while I'm doing this for the challenge I'm also going to continue with this story. (How exciting is that!)
Who is this person? What did Park Bo-Ra do to that person?
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Infusco. (Winner in third place of #W.S Awards)
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