Prompt: If you murder someone you get their IQ points. Students are killing instead of studying, just to get perfect scores in standardized tests.
"Jimin, do you see the pretty dude over there?", I asked my best friend quietly, not wanting the guy I was talking about to hear me.
"I'm not blind, so yeah I can see him. That's Namjoon.", my pink-haired best friend answered me like I'm stupid. I hate him sometimes. "I want to kill him, I heard he has the highest IQ in the whole school, if not the whole town."
No one knows how that happened, but scientists discovered that if you kill someone you get their IQ points added to yours and now every student tried to kill someone just to get a little smarter. Jimin and I didn't kill anyone yet, we weren't that cruel. We tried it with studying as normal people did before that discovery.
"You really wanna do it? You could go to jail and that just for some good grades. I wouldn't do it if I was you. But do you I guess."
I sighed, I really needed good grades for college and if I kill him I wouldn't have to kill anyone else, right?
That's how I got into this situation, sitting on a bus to I don't even know where, just because I want to kill some poor (but good looking) guy for his IQ.
As soon as I saw that he already stood up I tried to look normal. I also stood up and got to the exit. He didn't notice that I'm really close to him, even though we almost touched.
He's really handsome up close. His dimples make him adorable and his russet-colored eyes are to die for. Wait how do I know what eye color he has?! He looked right into my eyes, smiling. God he's really attractive, I didn't wanna kill this beautiful boy, but I had to. I needed good grades.
He kept smiling at me which makes me blush, could he please stop? His smile is so pretty and sweet, it hurts knowing that I wouldn't see that smile ever again. We steped out of the bus, I immediately acted like I was searching for something in my bag. You could hear my gun and keys clinking. I'm so nervous.
He walked somewhere, probably to his home, I really didn't know if I'm honest. I followed him until he's about 100m away from me. How do I get him to the forest? I didn't want to kill him on his front porch, his parents were going to be devastated. It's already late, the moon was out and everything around me was dark. His tanned skin was glistening in the pale moonlight, how is he allowed to be this beautiful. I should stop thinking about his beauty, he's going to be dead in a few minutes. We've already been walking for a few minutes, which confused me, most of the houses were already behind us, he's walking straight into the woods, on his own. What the fuck. He's probably a weirdo who likes the woods at night.
He suddenly stopped, right in front of me to be exact. A bench is next to us, I almost crashed into it. The boy turned around and looks me right into the eyes, a smirk on his lips.
„You want to kill me right? For my IQ?", he laughs after that sentence, and god it's the most beautiful thing I have heard in my life.
„I- I'm - I don't know what you-"
He laughs again, his hand is in front of his mouth, his eyes are completely closed.
„You're not the first one, but the prettiest so far, if I'm completely honest."
I was stunned, I didn't know what to tell him.
„Normally I would just hold you down here, call the police and tell them that you want to kill me, but you don't seem like you do that out of completely selfish reasons, so what's up?"
My mouth closed, my lips pressed together. How does he know without knowing me? He's right, I didn't want to do it just because of myself.
„You really want to talk about the reason I want to kill you?" He nodded and sat down on the bench, patting the space next to him. I wanted to murder him and he's still nice, I don't get it.00
„So tell me, why?"
He smiles at me, not in a weird way, but in a nice and curious way.
I tell him about my mom and my siblings, how my older brother didn't make it into a good college and how he's now working at a little supermarket. How mad my mom is, how she wants me to be better than my brother. I also tell him that I don't feel really smart enough so I wanted to kill the smartest guy in town alias him. His hand brushed my thigh, not longer than a second, but I still felt it.
"It's okay. I hope you don't want to kill me still. If yes tell me and I'll call the police.", he chuckles at his own statement before talking again. "But how about we study together, Jimin can come too, and maybe we'll get you through it without killing other people."
I wanted to accept his offer until a question came to my mind, he knows about Jimin, how?
"Wait a second how do you know about my best friend?"
He chuckles again, lighter than before.
"You know you both are known at our school right? You're two good-looking people that are attached to the hip, of course, I know you. The fact that everyone thinks you're dating makes it more intriguing."
I felt my eyebrows raising up in surprise.
"We're not dating, it's disgusting to even think about. He's like my brother." I shake my body in fake disgust, smiling up at him.
"So that means you're single?", he asks me. I nod my head, which makes the corners of his mouth rise up and his dimples come out. It's adorable, I still don't understand how he's that beautiful.
He seems to think a little, before speaking up again. His eyes are on mine and he sneaks an arm around my back.
"I figured you still have plenty of time before going home, killing someone and hiding their body takes a long time. So maybe we could go eat somewhere, you can tell me where you need help and then I'll bring you home."
Was he asking me on a date? This Greek god was asking me, on a date?
"Um... yes! Yes! I mean yes. That would be nice."
Smooth Y/N, smooth.
We're in a little diner in town. He got himself a milkshake and some pancakes, please note that it's already 11 pm, but he doesn't seem to care.
I had fries and a coke, he's been stealing some the whole time.
We talked for a long time, he's honestly such an amazing and adorable guy.
"How come that you're so smart? Have you killed anyone?"
I'm completely serious, I don't get how he's so smart.
"Nope never killed anyone I'm just that smart." He didn't say it in a cocky way, he just kind of states it.
My coke is still half full, kinda because I don't want the night to end, he's almost finished his milkshake and pancakes. I look at his pancakes, they look delicious. I don't wanna ask if I can have some, it's weird, right? He smiles at me as soon as I look up again, it makes me smile too. My phone rumbles in my bag, I search for it, knowing its Jimin.
"How did it go? Tell me you hid his body."
You laughed a little, such a baby.
"I didn't do it Jimin.", I grin at Namjoon, he just stuffed his face with my fries.
"What? Where are you now? Why didn't you-"
"Calm down, we're at a diner. Everything's good."
Jimin didn't answer, clearly confused about the situation. It takes him a few seconds to form an answer.
"Wait you mean you're out with him? Namjoon? The guy you wanted to kill?"
"Yes, I'll explain later, or he's going to eat all my fries. Love you, I'll text you later, bye."
I hung up, it would take way too long to explain now.
Namjoon didn't stop smiling, it's like he's on drugs or something.
"Are you okay?"
He nodded.
He cuts off a piece of his pancake, holding it in front of my face.
He literally feeds me like a child, laughing at the syrup dripping down the corner of my mouth.
"You're such a mess, you know that right?"
He laughs, it's not a mean kind of laugh. It's sweet and sincere.
"But you're also really cute and I'm glad that you wanted to kill me. I would never have had the courage to ask you out."
I'm stunned, he's above my league and he would be scared? What?
He keeps showering me in compliments, holding my hand and letting me sip on his milkshake. A great evening.
"So good night I guess?"
He walked me home, across the whole town. He lived near me, he just knew that I was following him, so he took a bus to the other end of the town.
"I really enjoyed spending time with you Y/N. I hope we can go out again some time. We could introduce my friend Yoongi and Jimin?"
He was right, Jimin had a major crush on Yoongi, Namjoons best friend.
"That would be nice."
He hugged me with his arms around my back, it felt nice. The hug wasn't too long, he breaks it but keeps his hands on my waist.
"Good Night Y/N."
He kissed my cheek, turned around, and just walked away. I don't even have time to ask him for his number or anything.
My keys are in one of my pockets, I reach into both of them, my keys are on one side, a napkin on the other, weird. I crumble it, ready to throw it away as soon as I'm in my room, but there's something on it.
"Text me. -Namjoon" and his number.The second date happened, this time with Jimin and Yoongi as our companies. Jimin was still weirded out, I wanted to kill him and now we're dating? "Hey, babe." Joonie leaned over me, kissing my lips. We're dating for a few weeks now, Jimin and Yoongi are still taking their time, but I know it will happen soon or later.
"Hey.", the word was accompanied by my big smile, making him smile too.
It's one of our weekly study dates, Jimin and Yoongi aren't here, they're on a date.
I'm truly happy, I had the perfect boyfriend and my grades are better than before thanks to him. Trying to kill him was probably the weirdest but best decision I ever made.
