Deranged | Jimin

Conflict

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"So you all live here?" I asked Taehyung.

He nodded, "It's not like we have anywhere else to go."

I looked around. There were two sofas where the initiates now sat and not much decoration. At the back of this rather small living room, there was a corridor leading off somewhere.

"I'll bring you to the spare bed," Taehyung said, nodded towards that corridor. I followed him and we walked past a few door which he told me led to the kitchen, toilet, and storage room.

We then went up a flight of narrow stairs, arriving at the second floor which has five rooms.

"Umm..." Taehyung looked around, "You're the only girl here... You have to share a room though."

"Oh," I thought back to the rest of the initiates, and it didn't not seem like they were the slightest bit welcoming towards me, and adding my mission on top of that...

"Well there are two spare beds, one in the big room with three others, and one in the smallest room...with me." He looked away shyly.

"With you please," I said without hesitation. Taehyung was my only friend here at the moment. All the times I trained before, I had the mindset that I wasn't there to make friends so I didn't even bother remembering the names of the others.

He smiled, "Okay." He led me to the room furthest away from the stairs and inside, there was two single beds in the middle. Once agin, there was barely any decoration if you could call the drawers and wardrobe some. It was surprisingly tidy, with the exception of some random stuff laid on both the beds.

Taehyung ran to one of the beds and started gathering up all the stuff on it. "Sorry, I didn't know you were coming."

I shook my head with a smile, "It's alright."

When he finished tidying it I put on it the bag of things I just bought with Jimin before sitting myself down. It made a squeaky noice when I did.

"So how has training been going?" I asked.

Taehyung shrugged, "It's alright. I mean... I have already done most of it before. Leader Kim trained me very strictly, and I hated it. But the one thing I liked was when I was being taught about the computer."

"So you've been pretending you can't do all th-"

Before I could finish my sentence, a few of the initiates barged into the room.

One of them, who was taller than the rest, said, "You are Song Yerin right?"

I nodded.

"Are you the Busan Killer?"

I sighed, not that again. "No," I answered, "Haven't you seen the news? They caught the girl Nam Seoy-"

"But are you?"

My brows furrowed. "What? Do you not believe the police's investigation?"

He huffed, "I know how easy it is to fool the police. So are you the Busan Killer?"

"No," I answered honestly. "Even I if I was, what makes you think I'd just tell you if you asked?"