I pulled my lips dirty smile.
"What would you like Yoongi?" Jungkook glanced at me with raised eyebrows in hands and arms. I chuckled. Naive, young, and soon dead.
"Senpai" I said, and abruptly pushed he against the wall. I punched, kicked and then also with my knife i help to his rearly departure. I let go. Squeezing his hand is no longer straining the wrist,his lifeless body fall into floor. The red nectar soaked the floor. His lips started to drift and he closed his eyes. It was a beautiful sight.
"Well ... Jimin will be mine." I whispered. Now... i'm a killer.
