Deranged | Jimin

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BTS won BBMAs!!!!

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As soon as I arrived at the Blaze building the next morning, I was called to Eunjung's office. Of course, I already knew what it was going to be about.

"Yerin, Yoongi told me about the notes," she said as I closed the door to her office behind me.

"Yea, we've received two so far," I said as I dug into my bag to find my green purse. I took out the two small pieces of paper from one of the compartments of the purse. "Here."

She took them from me and read over them with a concerned expression. "...'Someone close to you'? The person didn't specify who he or she thinks is the real Busan Killer.... But if they were found in your apartment, then it must mean even if the person is bluffing, he is not completely clueless."

I nodded. "And the person's been following me."

"So he knows where you live with Jimin and that you work here. Anywhere else you go often?"

I shook my head. "No, I don't really go any where else, maybe except the restaurants where I eat out with Jimin."

"Can you think of anyone this might possibly be?"

"No..." I sighed, "Why is is happening? I thought we were done with this whole Busan Killer deal and Jimin was safe..."

She showed a smile of sympathy. "I understand." She handed me back the notes, "Go and talk to Yoongi about this. He is just leaving for something but I think you can catch him."

I nodded and exited her office to knock on the door of the one opposite.

"Come in," Yoongi said from inside.

I pushed open the opaque glass door and saw that Yoongi was putting his blazer on, about to leave. I showed him the notes I was holding and said, "Eunjung told me to talk to you about these."

He held out a hand and gestured for me to give them to him. I did so and he started reading them.

I said, "Someone has been following me too."

"You know what I think we should do?"

"What?" I asked.

"I know you don't like this, but I will have my men tail you starting from tomorrow. Then they can catch whoever follows you."

I sighed, "I guess that's what we should do."

He slipped the notes into his blazer pocket. "I will have someone inspect these and see if we can find any clue."

"Alright." I nodded.

He reached into the other pocket on the chest of he blazer and took out a small golden brooch.

"Isn't that...?" I leaned my head a little closer to inspect the brooch.