Insane. [Jookyun]

One

A/n: This goes with my story "Killer" but you DO NOT have to read it first. It just takes place in the same universe.

When Changkyun first laid eyes on a blonde male with curly blonde hair, he was sure he felt his heart stop. The male was mouthing the words to some rap while listening to music through his headphones. He was sitting on a bench underneath a large tree. The scene was memorizing.

Hyungwon placed a hand on his shoulder. "What are you staring at? You look like you've seen a ghost."

Changkyun pulled Hyungwon behind a bush. "That guy. He's so pretty."

Hyungwon scoffed. "That's why you're hiding. Didn't we already have this conversation? We don't fall in love. We kill people. We can't afford to fall in love."

Changkyun shook his head. "What if we make him our next victim?"

Hyungwon and Changkyun were inseparable partners in crime. They were best friends, but they were a bit more than that. They killed people together under the same serial killer name. Changkyun usually took it upon himself to find victims, but he had also became addicted to killing.

It started off as helping a friend with his urges. He thought helping Hyungwon kill someone would be okay. He quickly learned he loved hurting people. It was the start of a partnership.

Hyungwon nodded. "Fine by me. It's your turn to kill anyways. Make sure he lives alone and check for cameras."

"I always do."

Changkyun turned his attention back to the male. He was quietly scribbling in his notebook, ignoring the passing college students. Changkyun wondered what his name was, or what he majored in.

Hyungwon interrupted his thoughts. "We don't have to kill him, you know. You just can't fall in love."

"I'm fine," Changkyun grumbled. He finally stood up and decided to approach the male.

The blonde didn't notice him for a while. Changkyun decided to study his features a bit more. His cheeks were squishy. Changkyun would be lying if he said he didn't want to bite them. He wore a red hoodie and tight blue jeans. Changkyun admired his thighs. He wondered what it would be like to be in betweem them and-

"Do you need something?" A voice spoke.

Changkyun quickly looked up at face instead of his thighs and ignored the fact that he began to blush. "I, uh, um..."

"Are you okay?" The male set his notebook down and stood up to be eye level with Changkyun.

Changkyun gulped. "Yeah, I just was wondering what you were working on."

Yeah, that's good enough. Calm down, Changkyun. You're just going to kill him later.

"Lyrics. I really like writing them, but I don't think I'll ever use them." He flashed Changkyun a smile, revealing dimples, and Changkyun almost choked.

"I'm Changkyun," he finally spoke after recovering.

"Jooheon. I'm a music major." he spoke proudly.

Changkyun smiled a bit. "I'm going to be a surgeon."

"Wow, that's so cool!"

Before Changkyun could say anything else, someone walked up. "Hey, Jooheon, I'm still dropping you off, right?"

Changkyun turned to glare at the male before turning back to Jooheon. "I can drop you off if you want. I don't really have any friends here."

Jooheon nodded, "Sure. Gunhee, I'll call you tonight."