["what will it t̵̢̢̮̟̯̞̲̏̈̄́̐͋̒͝ặ̵̧͐͠k̷̨̤͒͗̀̈́̒̚ē̴̯̦̟̩͓̙̝̒̀̾̕̕ just to find that s̵̨̟̳̜͓̉͆̀̄̈̔͜͠ͅṕ̷̛̛̙̯̖̥͓̪͎̖̩ͅę̴̡̝͓͈̞͖̞͐͆̊̎͑́̕͠c̴̦̙̮̬̪̖̗͇̹͒̾̽́̒̍͝ĩ̶̟̞̤̥̝̋͗̐̀̒̀͝͝ā̴̢̺͚̟̥͉͌͝l̸̎͂͝ͅ day?"]
taehyung hummed quietly as he watched the two boys converse quietly. his mind wandered to the fantasies tucked away of him and yoongi together and talking, laughing. he smiled at the thought and went back to writing, his pen's ink permanently marking the paper. the black ink swirled into cursive writing and taehyung found himself getting too in-depth with it that he never noticed someone was calling his name.
"taehyung!" the voice shouted and taehyung quickly looked up at the voice. he found jin staring down at him with his arms crossed over his chest, a pout on his face. taehyung raised a brow out the boy in front of him.
"can you tell jimin and yoongi to quit being so fucking lovey-dovey? not all of us have that in our lives!" he seethed and taehyung couldn't help but chuckle. he felt the same way. but they aren't kissing, nor are they making out so taehyung can't stop them even if he wanted to.
"i'm sorry but i can't. they aren't kissing or making out so they technically aren't doing anything wrong," he informed, smirking to himself when he saw a dark emotion flash over jin's face.
"what the fuck.. ugh, nevermind. but aren't you bothered by them too?" taehyung shook his head and jin raised a brow in suspicion.
"really? not even a bit? i can tell jungkook is jealous and yoongi is quite handsome. tell me; do you like anyone?" for some reason, jin said the last part loudly, snatching everyone's attention towards them. taehyung blushed under the gazes and shook his head no.
"ah-hah! yes, you do!" jin smiled triumphantly and taehyung couldn't help but glare. he was starting to annoy him.
"tell us who it is! tell us! tell us!" jin practically screamed, angering taehyung more and more. he was starting to get really annoyed.
d̶̛̬̬̄͐o̸̰͓̪͆̅ ̴̤͍̇͛̐̋͝ȳ̴̰̘͚̔̌͝õ̶̦̝̐͑u̶͙̗͈̓̎͌̅ ̴̗̞͔̮͌̿͐w̵͉̩̃̎̉ą̶̲̃̅̒̚n̶̙̲̙͔͒̈́̀̕t̵͉̰̋̚ ̴̲̦͒͂́ṫ̵̛͉̦͖̜̙̄̚ǫ̵̢̆̈́ ̸͚̠͖̦͛b̷̛̥͓̥́͋̓̓͜e̷͈̺̟̮̘̿ ̵̜̌̇ͅt̵̨̼̜̦̘͊h̸̪̬̺͗͊͠ë̸̥̦̯́ ̶̨͕̝̻̆̄͋f̶̳̽i̴̠͂̍̇̀r̶͎̅̉̏͝s̵̨̳͈͆̀̓̇̚t̴̯̹͕͎̎̋̇͋̈́ͅ ̸̧͚͔̟͈̔̅̊͋̚o̴̭̭͔͂̕n̵̛̺̠̬̗͎̊e̷͕̻̺̪̍̓̾͜͝?̵̧͙̓̓̔͆͒͜
soon enough jungkook, jimin. and yoongi came up to him asking who he likes. taehyung was so close to fucking snapping.
taehyung abruptly stood up and was about to leave before he stopped himself. he turned to the group, a sudden change in his mood. the group shivered at the smirk displayed on his face.
"you'll find out soon." he purred, walking out of the club room.
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taehyung started out slow and took his time, trying to be precise with his work. it was hard manipulating these guys into being his puppets, controlling their minds but he soon enough gripping the strings around their minds tight in his hand, a sinister grin on his face.
the first person he was going to start with was jungkook. that boy, innocent boy, started forming a crush on someone he wasn't supposed to so taehyung decided he should take care of it before anything nasty came out of it.
"you know he doesn't like you, right? he likes jimin more."
"just give up, jungkook. you guys are nothing more than friends."
"you don't deserve him. you're fucking pathetic, no one wants you here."
they started off as small notes, but soon taehyung left bouquets of dead flowers with sickening messages. taehyung knew what he was doing, but the other members didn't know. taehyung would be the one to comfort jungkook and while the boy only wanted yoongi to comfort him, yoongi was being held back by jimin. literally. taehyung noticed how clingy jimin had become and would never let him leave his side. yoongi seemed to become concerned. taehyung couldn't help but laugh at jimin's attitude when he was by himself.
no one suspected taehyung of the notes. he deliberately came in late everytime he placed the note or bouquet of dead flowers before it was time to leave school to go home or clubs.
taehyung also noticed jungkook's sudden mood switched and felt proud of what he is accomplishing.
he's breaking jungkook.
jungkook's favourite flower was poppy (specifically pink ones). so taehyung brought a bouquet of dead, pink poppies. he added an extra long note as a cherry on top and found himself wanting to bang his head against the wall as he comforted jungkook.
"dear jungkook,
as you may know, yoongi doesn't like you. he never will. he always gets a sick feeling when he thinks about being in love with you. i don't blame him, you're so fucking pathetic. i don't even think jin likes you. or jimin. or even taehyung! you know why? it's because you disgust them. you're nothing to them. you always pester them with the dumbest shit and act like a huge baby. grow the fuck up or hang from a tree."
taehyung smirked when he saw jungkook's officially broken. no emotions were shown in his eyes and he never smiled. he never bothered to open his mouth, to speak, to get near anyone. he never bothered with yoongi even when yoongi tried his hardest.
the next day, jungkook wasn't at school. everyone thought he was sick, but he knew better.
he walked into jungkook's house and into his room, watching his body sway on the rope. he looked at the blue and bloody fingers and the pale face, a sickening smirk making its way onto his face. his eyes widened as he laughed at the hanging corpse.
"one down, two more to go."
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a to the g to the u to the std.
wow i love writing this !!
and yes the glitchy text is supposed to be there, i didn't put it there on accident lmao
