『Dangerous Love』

>Chapter 1<

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I smiled in delight as the mans blood splattered across the walls of the dark alleyway. "Poor guy. You shouldn't have pushed me and kept walking. That's bad manners you know?" I wiped my pocket knife off using his shirt and walked home.

In the backyard of my house, I made a fire and burned my gloves. Can't have myself getting caught now can I? I walk into my house and go into my bathroom where I look at myself in the mirror. Spots of blood on my face. It's not my blood though. I laugh. Then I keep laughing until it sounds like screaming.

I put my head in my hands then stop screaming abruptly with a smile on my face. I take a shower. I feel clean again. I make myself some ramen after getting dressed and eat. Then I go to my room and sleep.

The next day is a Thursday. I get dressed make some cereal and sit in front of the tv in the living room. The news is on. "Breaking News! The body of a twenty two year old male was found in an alley in Seoul with several stab wounds in his stomach and side. This is the fifth murder this week. The killer has yet to be found. "

I wonder who did that? I smile to myself walking back into the kitchen before I stop. I drop my plastic bowl and tears flow down my face. Why did I do it? I always do this. I look at my hands. Blood. Why is there blood on my hands? I scream. I keep screaming. I run my hands under the faucet trying to wash away the blood. It won't get off me. GET OFF ME!

I lay on the floor panting. I few minutes later, I look at my hands. The bloods gone. Was it ever there in the first place? I grab my backpack and pocket knife and walk out the door, not before putting the hood to my jacket on. Time for another day of hell.

Walking into school, everyone looks at me. What the fuck are you staring at? "Jinyoung's here." "He's so creepy." "Don't look at him." Shut up. Shut up. Shut up. Shut up. SHUT UP!

I walk quickly to my classroom and sit in the far back. When the class gets filled, everyone stays two desk away from me. I smile. They're scared of me. They should be. Assholes.

When school is out, a crying kid bumps into me. I fall. Bitch. "I-I am so sorry." He reaches a hand out for me. I grab it. His hand is soft. I stand with his help. "Thanks." The kid quickly runs away, out of the school. He's cute.

Walking home, I always have to cross a bridge. No one is really out since I live in a more secluded area. As I get closer to the bridge, I see someone standing on the rail of it. The kid from before. Looks like he's gonna jump. Oh well. None of my business.

I said that, but for some reason, when I looked at his face, those thoughts disappeared. For some reason I, I just couldn't let him jump. Without thinking, I ran over and wrapped my arms around his waist and pulled him down. We landed on the ground. I had his back pressed against my chest as we sat in the ground. Then I whispered in his ear;

"This isn't the way out."

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I've never wrote anything like this before but it's kinda fun! (I sound very masochistic. Oh my gosh.) I've always wanted to write a story like this but never knew how ao I'm kinda winging it. I'm trying to have between 5 to 8 chapters.

I'm trying to make it so that Jinyoung has like, BDP(borderline personality disorder), but I don't know if I wrote it right.

I'm originally writing this for datcuriousjoe s contest but I think I'm gonna have fun with this so I thank her(?[don't want to assume genders]) for giving me the opportunity to write this.

Please everyone tell me how you think about this. If I'm missing anything point it out to me.