serial killer || pcy ✓

ℓ-13

I was in the same exact situation. The same room, the same atmosphere.

These two men, chubby cheeks' frightening aura, and Chanyeol's horrified look.

Was the dream I had that day a precognitive dream that is happening right now?

It was the same, but it felt different.

In my dream, chubby cheeks was a young man. He was slim and lean. I couldn't remember his face but I remembered he looked like he was in his late twenties.

But the chubby cheeks in front of me now was an old man, maybe twice or thrice my age. He looked drugged, continuously huffing and puffing from the cigarette he held in his between his fingers. Chubby cheeks stroked my cheek, smirking at me and glancing at Chanyeol.

"Well well, look who we have here." The same action, the same voice, the same vibes, but this was even more terrifying.

Those tiny little hairs on my body rose and I felt weird. I had goosebumps, chubby cheeks was giving me goosebumps, the situation was giving me goosebumps, Chanyeol was giving me goosebumps.

"What's your name?" chubby cheeks asked me the same question like he did in my dream.

I didn't reply him, furrowing my brows to his question. 

He lifted his arm above my head and I looked him dead in the eye, causing him to stop his movement. If he didn't stop, I would have gotten slapped like how I predicted the situation.

I broke eye contact with him and looked at Chanyeol, glaring at him and biting my lips. I ignored chubby cheeks' questioned and questioned Chanyeol instead, "So it was all your plan? Befriending me just to do this? Spending time with me so you could win my heart?"

He started at the ground, his brown hair covering his eyes. "Telling me you love me.. Was that a lie too?" My voice cracked when I asked him that. He didn't reply and I knew his answer. It felt like my world was crumbling, how cruel it was of him to play with my feelings. 

It was like I was his toy. He would come to me when he wanted to and abandon me when he found other toys more interesting. Just like how he played Tana. 

"What is this, some high school drama?" chubby cheeks scoffed at my conversation with Chanyeol, looking uninterested. He took out a white colored handkerchief from his pocket and dusted it.

That handkerchief.. I've seen it somewhere before.

You'd think it was stupid of me to find a handkerchief familiar when you can purchase them anywhere. But the one he held wasn't an ordinary handkerchief to me.

On a small corner of it stitched a silver outline of a golden butterfly. It was the exact same design of my necklace worn on my neck, a silver butterfly outlined with gold pigment. I was told by Halmeoni that this unique butterfly design was drawn by Umma herself, and that no one else had such a copy of it. 

I opened my mouth with the intention of asking chubby cheeks where he got the handkerchief from, but that gave him the opportunity of gagging it into my mouth. Still, I tried my best to speak with the cloth balled up in my mouth, failing pathetically and I only produced muffled sounds. 

Umma used to wear my necklace before she died. When she was on her deathbed, she stroked my head and passed me it, telling me to treasure it well. Appa had something similar too, but it wasn't a necklace. It was the same white handkerchief with the butterfly imprint in my mouth that Chubby cheeks shoved.

It was such coincidence.. Or was it not?

Only one thought ran through my mind. 

Appa?!

Chubby cheeks turned around to back face me, slowly making his way to the exit. He stopped when he was almost stepping out, tilting his head back to look at Chanyeol, "Loey."

"Ne, Minseok-hyung?" Chanyeol replied, raising his lowered head and looking me in my eye.

"Remove anything that is valuable on her and hand them to me. I will be back tomorrow. If she doesn't give me the information I want by 6pm, "

Chubby cheeks shifted his gaze and glanced towards me, smiling. His eyes showed no signs of emotions, his smile seemed so forced. His expression was like a psychotic person, a serial killer.

"Carve her wrist like how you carved her friend's."