Jiang was closer to Taehyung. She had his number and they texted daily, but it wasn't enough for her. She wanted more. She got more and more greedy, her gluttony for his love growing.
She was scary, not scared. She was screaming, not shouting. She had blood on her hands, but not a trace of an injury on herself.
She started to stalk other women so that she could murder them. Her logic was that Taehyung could notice the other beautiful woman. Jiang started out small; killing random, beautiful woman she found in the streets at night.
Then, she went bolder and bigger. She started stalking and murdering the female models that worked for Gucci. She didn't like that Taehyung modeled with some of them or that he greeted some of them.
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"This has been the fourth killing of the week. All victims have been female models this time, while two weeks ago, they were all random females."
"Hyung, look at this. The murders are still going!" Jungkook exclaimed, moving over on the couch.
Taehyung looked over to the television from the kitchen. He was currently microwaving popcorn for them as it was movie night. He took the popcorn out two seconds before it was supposed to beep and made his way to the couch.
"We have Officer Soobin on the case. Can we call this a killing spree from a serial killer?" the news reporter asked.
Soobin sighed. "I'm afraid that we can say that this is the work of a serial killer. Females should be careful, especially female models. Do not go out at night, always have someone with you, and do not trust strangers."
Taehyung pulled out his phone. "I should tell Jiang to be careful," he muttered.
Jungkook secretly rolled his eyes and pulled out his own phone. "I guess I'll tell Iseul to be careful."
Taehyung's ears tingled at the mention of her name. He was texting Jiang to be careful, but he had a temptation to text Iseul.
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