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I turn on the tv to fill the room with sound as I cook breakfast. I lean against the counter waiting for the bacon to finish cooking as the next story came on.

"20 year old, Park Jimin, was found beaten to death in an allyway near his apartment. A metal pipe and a knife was used and it is said that his lips have been cut off. There are no leads as of this time, but if you have any information please contact police at-"

My world stopped as I stared at the picture of Jimin. My Jimin smiling at the camera, his eyes in crescents and his smile bright. I turn off the stove, not feeling hungry anymore.

The knock on my door brings me back to reality and I stumble my way to it, my legs feeling like jello. I open the door and see a blue box resting on the ground. After looking up and down the hallway not seeing anyone I pick it up and bring it in.

'You should have heard the beautiful screams that left his mouth. He begged me not to kill him and just take his money but I wouldn't let him off that easy. I didn't want his money, I wanted him away from you. Hopefully you'll remember this next time you let someone besides me kiss your lips.'

My hands shook as I read the letter over and over again. Tears formed in my eyes as the thought of Jimin begging for his life came to my mind. Jimin taken from this world all because someone thinks I'm theirs?

I look down at the box on my counter and debate on whether I should open it or not. After my internal battle with myself I slowly bring my hands to the top and pull it off. Inside layed a kitchen knife covered in dry blood. Upon closer look I realized that it's my kitchen knife, the same knife I lost last night.

My eyes travel to the right of the knife and I vomit on the floor. Since I haven't eaten yet only stomach acid came up, making my throat burn. The smell of blood filled the room as I continued empty my stomach.

With tears in my eyes and drool clinging to my mouth and shirt I look back into the box and see Jimin's lips open as if they were screaming.

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