MISANTHROPIC | pjm. [COMPLETED]

Chapter Four

It was the first day of sophomore year, and I tried not to act annoyed when I didn't understand anything of what the teacher was writing and explaining. The projector or the white board didn't help. It was hard to read words when the letters floated and messed around in my sight. 

I started writing, pretending to actually take notes - but I was just writing down the names of the people I have met today. Or at least, introduced themselves and all that. 

Though the man didn't give me any else information about this Park Jimin; I already did my research. And that was mostly of course, stalking him in social media. But as if I got much things from that - he had all of his accounts in private. 

Slyly, I went to all different social media accounts and added him on everything. By then, he wouldn't be too suspicious. As I added everyone else, including Taehyung. 

Yeah. Talk about that guy. He was so talkative. He was so social. He was likeable, that's for sure, but I just didn't like people in general. I didn't want to hang out with people, but if it meant succeeding this mission, I gave myself no choice. 

And conscious that the teacher might catch me, I pocketed my phone. 

She was a few years older than us. Her name was Erika. She then sat down before her desk and pulled out a notebook, "Alright. I hoped you listened well. Since you studied last year about the structures and ways of making a house blueprint," 

"And since some of you have just transferred courses, I'm going to be assigning you partners. Make a two story house blueprint. I have already explained the frequently asked questions about this, so if you have any questions, raise your hand." 

Apparently, nobody did. She was nice. But I hated how we were going to be doing this in pairs. But then.. I didn't know anything about it, so that was also a good thing. 

I waited for familiar names to be called, and my lips couldn't help but twitch into a smirk. "Chang Sumire and Park Jimin." she announced, before continuing with the others. "And before I forget, deadline is next month." 

Right after announcing everything, she dismissed our class. Of course Jimin was going to approach me. So I slowed down the process of putting my things back inside my bag. 

"Hey!" he greeted, making his way in front of me. I looked up, and he looked a lot.. wait, he looked unreal. His eyes were different. He wore a bright smile, and I couldn't even tell if it was real or not. "I'm Park Jimin!" 

I nodded slowly, flashing him a similar smile. "And I'm Chang Sumire!" 

"Aish.. I can't believe Miss Erika would give us something complicated on the first day of school," he pouted, instinctively walking out of the room. He was half a head taller than me, and he had nice hair. He looked.. mischievous. But at the same time.. innocent. 

It was hard to explain. 

"Yeah." I shrugged. "But if we submit it earlier, we'll get a high mark! Let's get started as soon as possible," I said. "But where?" 

"Your place?" he slowly pointed at me, though seemed unsure himself. He placed a hand on top of his mouth, as if realising something. "Oh no, I don't mean it by that! But I think it'll be really difficult if we do the blueprint in a random place. How should I say this?" he paused. 

"My roommate just doesn't like having people around.." he trailed off. "So we if do the blueprint in your place, if it won't be much of a problem.. would that be okay?" it looked like he was being so careful with his words. 

Though at the same time, I didn't need to lie. I didn't have anything to hide in my apartment - I just adored my privacy. 

"Okay." I nodded slowly. "My place then. Tomorrow?" 

"Yeah!" he seemed much more confident now. "You should text me your address. Here's my number," like Taehyung, he handed me his phone to see his number. And my mind started to hurt at the messy arrangement of the numbers. 

"Uhm." I started, moving away and forcing a smile. "Can you just dictate it?" I pulled out my phone. He didn't seem suspicious about it. And I was relieved. He nodded and started dictating his number. "Alright.. I'll text you my address." 

"What time?" he questioned. "Would 11 be a good time?" 

"11." I said, but it sounded like I was questioning myself. "So you'd be having lunch there? Sure." I hated how used I was to being alone - that even questions I asked, I answered them myself. 

"And by the way," I said quickly to prevent suspicions. "Your friend Taehyung said hi." 

"Taehyungie?" his eyes lit up. "You know him?" 

I nodded. "Yeah. He sat beside me in the train and started introducing himself and all that. He started talking about his girlfriend and his friends." now that I think about it - Taehyung was social. But he was secretive. 

He pretty much left out important things such as everyone's full names - where they lived, and all that. He was smart. And aware - in a weird way. 

"Aish, he's always like that." he waved a hand. "Did he spill anything about me?" 

I forced a light laugh and shook my head, "No." 

"Can I ask for a favour?" he asked. I slightly tilted my head, before nodding again. "Can you say hello to Taehyung for me?" 

I cocked an eyebrow, "Do you not see each other?" 

"We only see each other on weekends." he pouted. 

"Okay." I say. 

 "Alright then! I'm kinda excited. I'll bring all the other materials - since I have so much in my dorm. See you, Sumire!" he turned on his heel, waving goodbye. 

Forcing another smile, I waved back. 

This was much easier than I thought. Though at the same time, suspicions would rise. 'He was last seen with this girl,' Or, 'He was partners with her!' I shook my head, trying to get the thoughts off my mind. 

I always got away with my crimes. This was nothing. 

I made my way to the women's bathroom and stared at my reflection in the mirror. I couldn't smile at myself. I hated looking at my face. 

I was a liar. 

I couldn't face myself. I wanted to change - but at the same time, I couldn't bring back any part of my childhood.. my innocence.. my sins would always lie within me. I was always going to be a sinner. A liar. A murderer. 

I took a deep breath and pulled out a usb. 

I might as well end what I started. 

---

My chapters are becoming short. I'm scared. 

So if the chapters suddenly become long after this due to my guilt, I apologise in advance. HAHA. But hey.. longer chapters are better!