Following Footsteps《 Kaisoo 》

Chapter 1: Marigolds

The last, slow drizzle of the summer downpour fell upon the weathered gray concrete, splashing the nearby chaffinch. Fluttering its feathers, it eventually emerged from the undergrowth, only to swiftly scarper back to safety. It was not quite dawn yet.

The gloomy clouds above remained, casting a dreary hue over the street. Curtains were drawn, allowing the reflected gentle light of streetlamps to paint across the window panes. With the soft pitter patter of raindrops gone, all was silent. A mistaken tranquillity. Gleaming a blissful glow, a rich golden bouquet of Marigolds sat proudly. They were, without a shadow of a doubt, glorious. Nothing could compare to their alluring beauty, not even the maiden that lay beneath them. Delicate locks of amber interlaced the flowers, while blanched fingers loosely clasped the green of the stems. It would seem the petals had drained all colour from the girl, consuming her beauty for their own.

The girl's name was Erin Robertson. A perky and intelligent young adult, aspiring to reach new heights. Given the chance she could've reached the stars. But the stars weren't out tonight and she, had fallen back to the ground. If only she knew there wasn't a logical explanation for everything. There are certain things that shouldn't be explained with science, alike the romance she shared with Terence Baker, perfect but just not meant to be.
Erin wanted nothing more than to be his. To forever be in his sweet embrace. With a letter across her chest addressed to Terence, she now could always be by his side.

The gable of her lover's front door provided shelter from the rain. However droplets had managed to spatter the edges of the envelope, crinkling the paper. Ink had smuged but only ever so slightly. It was a simple message. Appropriate, as only two words were needed. The letter inside held the message and yet pages and pages of words could not express the full extent of Erin's feelings.

Thud. Peonies cascaded down like a waterfall among the shattered remains of the fabrication of peace. The pretty blues faded into a murky brown as the petals kissed the murky wet ground. A quaking boot compressed them as a man apprehensivly tread foward. His trembling hands clung onto matted brown hair, his eyes wild and darting frantically. His attire was smart causal, but now was damp and clung to his body. Gulping down he took a deep shaky breath to collect himself. Reaching into his pocket he brought out a tattered silver phone. The man then hesitated. Thick curved lips pressed together quivering. Already a  florist was suspicious in this situation; but calling in a murder at 4am was sure to leave him with shackles around his wrists. Eyebrows arched upwards, tears brimming in his eyes, the man dialed 3 digits and held the phone up to his ear.
"I-I'd like to report a dead body "

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Tapping impatiently on the car dashboard, Inspector Do furrowed his eyebrows. This was the third murder in 2 weeks. For a small town police department it was was way too much to handle, even a city would be overwhelmed. How was a small station of 5 officers supposed to tackle this?
Leaning his head to the window, Do stared at his reflection. The dark bags under his eyes were even deeper, intensifying his notorious gaze into a foul menace. Raindrops delicatly danced down the window as the scenery passed him in a dim blurr. He could feel another headache coming on. The sounding sirens of the police car echoed in his ears as he sighed.
"That was a very depressing sigh," Do shifted his eyes to the man driving causing the driver to jump a little. "Jesus christ are you sleeping these days?" Upon hearing those words he chuckled a little.
"Yeah, I get an hour here and there," Do turned his whole body to face his superior whose dreary driving had been bugging him "Though I can imagine you get even less Junmyeon."
At this Junmyeon bolted upright and gave a quirky smile.
"I'm all good." Despite his efforts, his reply came out half heartily. Before Do could pressure any further the vehicle screeched to a halt waking up the officer in the back.
"Heck! What was that?" A moody voice questioned from behind.
"Wakey wakey sunshine Sehun" Junmyeon teased unbuckling his seat belt and swinging the door open. The younger rubbed his eyes, slouching against his seat before groaning and following his two fellow officers outside.