Why? || Kim Taehyung

24

'Han Taeshik, who was responsible for a couple of crimes and murders, was again found guilty for another one. The horrifying murder of Mr. Jeon Jungwoo and Mrs. Son Jina, was proven to be killed by Mr. Han.'

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My eyes wavered for a second before I continued on reading to the next paragraph.

'The further shocking news is that Mr. Han had committed suicide in his own jail. There was no further investigation done on why he had committed it.'

It all matched up to what I knew. But one thing I didn't understand was the grudge or hatred TaeKwang was holding against me. I mean, shouldn't I be the one to hate him?

Tears unknowingly spilled out of my eyes and slowly trailed down my cheeks before dripping onto my keyboard. Shaking my head a little, I wiped them away with the back of my hands while telling myself to not cry. It took me a few minutes to fully calm down and get aware of my surroundings again.

I hastily grabbed my phone and messaged YooJung to ask her if she knew TaeKwang's number since she had the whole grade's phone numbers. Luckily, she instantly messaged back his number and I dialled it immediately.

"Yeobosaeyo?" A familiar voice replied back on the other side of the line.

"I-is this TaeKwang?" I asked hesitantly.

"Who is this? Jiwoo?"

"Yeah... Do you have time to talk right now?"

The only thing that followed afterwards was the constant monotone beeping, indicating that he hung up on me. I clicked my tongue and stared at my phone screen blankly. When I was about to put it back on my table, a new message popped up from an unknown number.

010 **** ****: meet me by the big dumpster in the town. in thirty minutes

I blinked for a couple of seconds before finally getting into my senses and got changed out of my uniform. During this whole time, I was in a little daze, still not being able to process the whole article in my head and couldn't focus clearly. I grabbed my phone again and headed downstairs.

"Yah, why didn't you wait for me?" Yoongi oppa stepped into the living room and dumped his backpack on the sofa.

"Ah, I kinda forgot sorry. Oppa, I'll be back later okay? I have to go somewhere urgently," I said, patting my cousin's shoulder and then heading to the door.

Before oppa could stop me, I hurriedly slipped my shoes on and literally ran outside. The town's dumpster was where people trashed their unwanted clothes and shoes. It was basically a gigantic pile of unwanted clothes which had a few beggars taking things from time to time.

I yanked my hair tie off and let my dark locks freely flow down just past my shoulders. I stuffed my hands into my coat's pockets and hunched my shoulders a little, trying to keep myself warmer from the cold weather. The bright orange maple and the yellow ginkgo trees warmly embraced the streets despite the cold temperature today. It took me around twenty minutes to walk there and I could faintly see TaeKwang's figure from a distance.

I approached TaeKwang with silent steady steps and tapped him on the shoulder. He flinched in surprise and let out a small yelp whilst clutching onto his heart. I tilted my head and gave him an amused look, again surprised at how easily scared this boy could be despite the bold personality he had.