MISANTHROPIC | pjm. [COMPLETED]

Chapter Seven

They said falling in love felt like you were on cloud 9. 

If only those people told me if things were going to be like that, even if it meant hiding my identity, and hiding everything from her. If only I never went on that mission - maybe I wouldn't be alone. But at the same time, maybe it was meant to be. 

For me to be alone. 

She was the only person that approached me back then. When I flew to Korea and enrolled into college, she was there, too. I took the ones that involved editing - while she took medicine. She was so social. 

I never knew why I fell for her. 

She talked to me. And before I knew it, things went so smoothly, I forgot about the bad things in life for a while. I was genuinely happy. She was always there for me. I hated myself for thinking about it and making myself seem like a fool. 

I remember the night so vividly, because all I wanted back then was to get it out of my memory. 

"You.. murderer." she breathed out, staring at me with scared eyes as I stood up from the ground, the blood soaking my shirt and my hands. She's always been curious. Maybe that's why she knew about my whole identity. 

That I was a murderer. 

"Aika, I-" she walked closer, and I hoped she would comfort me just like she always would. But this time, all I felt was a sharp pain on my cheek. It wouldn't of have hurt so much, but the pain in my heart made it worse. 

The muscles that mildly ached were suddenly severe. 

"You're a murderer!" she slapped my hand and moved back, placing her hands on her ears. "Stop talking! I can't believe I listened to everything you said! I can't believe I talked to you, I can't believe you!" 

"You have to-" 

"Understand what?" she looked up, and there were already tears on her cheeks. I wanted to wipe them, but she was way too far. "I saw everything. You don't have to make me understand anything. I'm not that naive." 

"Well then," another voice said from behind, and my blood started to boil. They were the people I've been protecting her from. Please, Aika.. don't do it. "Join us. Let's give Sumire," he smirked at the name. "Another chance. But she continues her crime, and we do the job for justice." 

"Who are you? What are you doing?" I felt the intense gazes as we were surrounded. But at that point, I didn't care anymore. I know I was going to be left alone.. again. "What do you want?" 

"Aika, don't believe them." I said sternly. 

"Shut up!" she flashed me a look. A look that not only indicated that she was mad - but that she was scared. I pursed my lips and slightly turned my head. I had to do something. Pulling out a knife from my holster, I pressed the blade against the man's neck. 

I heard the sound of guns' safety turned off as pointed at me. But I didn't care. I was so mad. 

"Aish, you're always like this, Sumire." he smirked. "Always initiating things with violence. You don't even know how to hide yourself well! And now everything's been exposed to your girlfriend." 

"Let him go." I heard her words of desperation. But I didn't. I grew more tempted to slit the man's throat. "Sumire." 

The name that she called me made my body weak. 

The man dropped to the ground. And an unfamiliar feeling swirling in, I felt myself slowly putting my hands in the air. 

"Wow, the power, Aika." the man laughed, coughing and standing up. Though I wasn't looking at him, I could tell he was smirking. And gritting my teeth, I dropped the knife to the ground. "Now..about the deal. Let's give Sumire her another chance. And we'll give you an opportunity." he paused. 

But I already know what he had to say. 

It made it more painful. 

"Join us." he stepped forward.

But she was better than that.. 

Was she? 

"Join what?" she questioned. 

"Aika-" 

"Us." the man cut me off, and I couldn't help but look away. I felt so ashamed. The stigma of killing made it even worse. "We're on the side of justice. Unlike Sumire here, who seems to look for low reasons to kill people. We kill the ones who do that." 

Her brows furrowed. "And what do I get in return?" 

It took a while for him to answer. But he cackled a laugh, "Satisfaction. Relief. Since this is such a surprising meeting, we'll give you one more chance.." this time, he turned to me. 

He handed me a gun, "I'll give you choices. Continue torturing yourself, or join us." 

"Join you." I felt myself smirking. "Aren't we the rivals of hell? Fuck you. You killed my dad. You killed my family. What justice are you talking about? You're just entertaining your wants." 

"He killed my family." he shot back. "He was an assassin. He thought I would just cry and mourn over them. But not every man is the same. I'm giving you another chance - Join us." 

I called them The Misery. 

They were always so desperate. 

"What an offer," I scoffed. "But I never shake hands with my enemies. I kill for my own. I don't work for any government. The closest I can get to working with people is doing what they tell me to do without signing a contract." 

"But we're not telling you to sign any contract," he replied. "Just your approval." 

I gritted my teeth and bended down, grabbing the knife. And once again, the numerous guns were aimed at me. I panted, "Fuck you." 

He cracked a smile, "Alright. I guess you'll always be a lone wolf.. huh, Sumire? I wonder what got into this girl's head that she would actually be considerate of you. 

Aika took a deep breath, "Do I need anything to join you?" 

"No." I felt his gaze drop on me from behind. "None at all." 

"Well then." she paused, and since I was looking at the ground, I could only see her feet that walked past me. "I'm sorry." her voice was low. 

I didn't know things would be like this. 

I thought she trusted me. 

"But you deserve to face your crimes.." 

And the name she called me.. 

It made me scoff. 

How useless. 

"Sumire." 

I snapped out of my thoughts. 

"Sumire?" it was Jimin. He was here. Panicking, I stood up and eyed the messy room. Or was it? The shogi board was still on the table. The darts were still there. And the paintings seemed to catch more attention, unlike before. 

Sighing, I pocketed my knife and walked towards the door. 

Make more lies.. 

That's what I had to do. 

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Okayyyy let me break it up to you if you don't get the flashback - Sumire is bisexual~ I try to make my characters as diverse as possible!! And I find that really cool~