Wicked, Cruel, and Vile | Jikook

Chapter 3 - Ding Dong The Bitch Is Dead [M]

(Jimin focus)

He threw away the bulgogi and washed the plate and chopsticks. "Jiminie can you bring me a towel!" He heard Jungkook call. Jimin ran to his room, where he would undoubtedly find a towel. Sure enough, there was one green towel on his chair.

He grabbed the towel and made his way to the bathroom. He had the door slightly open with his hand sticking out. Damn... I thought I'd see him nake- "Jiminie give me the towel."

"Huh? Oh right, here you go." Jimin slightly reddened out of embarrassment, so he quickly handed Jungkook the towel. The younger uttered a thanks. He then closed the door, so Jimin decided to go back to the couch. Alright, so how is this going to work out?
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(Time skip)

(Next morning)

"Jimin!" Someone was calling on him. Jimin heard someone shout his name, so he turned around only to see Sangmin running up to him. Tch. "Good morning Sangmin! What's wrong?" "Uh... J-Jungkoo... W-Where's Jungkook?"

How far did she run? She looks terrible! "Sangmin? Are you ok?" Jimin feigned to be worried and put both his hands on either of her shoulders. "I-I'm fine... just, where's Jungkook?" His smile twitched. "He's at his house. He'll come back say... around lunch time."

"Oh, alright." The pair walked to school together the rest of the way in awkward silence. What a drag. "See ya later Jimin-ssi!" She waved goodbye to him and bowed. With that she left.

She's the absolute worst.
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(Sangmin focus)

(Lunch time)

The moment the bell rung, indicating that it was lunch time, Sangmin burst with excitement. Once she heard the bell ring, she went running to the roof. I wonder what kind of surprise Jungkook has for me! Ooh I'm so excited! When she got there, the roof was completely deserted.

That was expected.

Everyone was at lunch of course.

Sangmin waited by the balcony, marveling at the pretty clouds and the simplicity of the surrounding nature. What a nice day it is. She suddenly heard some light footsteps behind her. Oh, so Jungkook is gonna surprise me like that. What a tease. Sangmin closed my eyes waiting to hear Jungkook's voice.
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(Jimin focus)

Jimin walked up to her slowly. He had knife in hand and had it behind his back. He would be using that knife as a red herring. Nothing more than a tool that wouldn't be used for the actual killing. Poor Sangmin... it could've been fun getting to know her. Jimin hid the knife under the fabric of his school shirt and proceeded to grab her shoulder. "Jung-Jimin..? What are you doing here?" Sangmin scanned the latter with a perplexed look in her eyes.

Jimin chuckled softly. "Sangmin... things could've been so much easier for you if you had just stayed away from Jungkook." At this point, she was biting her lip nervously. "What's that supposed to mean Jimin-ssi?" She grabbed the bar of the balcony tentatively. Jimin's eyes glinted with some sort of malevolence, and that made Sangmin nervous. Jimin grabbed her wrist and roughly pulled her closer to him until she hit his shoulder.

He grabbed her by both her arms and slowly leaned forward. Sangmin's eyes were blown wide open in shock and nervousness. Jimin whispered in her ear and said the words slowly and clearly. "If you don't do what I say, I will kill you Sangmin." —he dropped the use of any honorifics for extra fun, "I won't hesitate, I promise." Sangmin stayed quiet for a second, but made an attempt to release herself from Jimin's strong grip.

"Stop bullshitting me, Jimin."

She had a strong resolve, but Jimin could hear the slight quiver in her voice. It was barely there, but it made a big statement to him. Jimin backed away and smiled sweetly, but never releasing his hold on Sangmin.

"Who says I'm bullshitting you? You can scream for help Sangmin. Scream as much as your pretty little fucking mouth wants to. I'm not stopping you, but what use will it make if nobody will hear you? After all, everyone's at lunch." He was trying to get under her skin. Jimin wanted a reaction. He shoved her easily and Sangmin landed on the cemented floor.

"What the fuck-" Jimin bent down to eye level to meet Sangmin's grey eyes. She was the type of person who had no life in them. Such a dull soul living in a colourful world. She was trembling in fear, but never once tore her gaze away from Jimin. Jimin took his knife from under his shirt in a haste. It was sharp, the tip was the sharpest you could find. Its silver blade glistened in the sunlight. "You're fucking insane. What are you gonna do? Stab me until I bleed to death?" She laughed at that. It could be possible that Sangmin was indeed not scared of death and her nearing fate. On instinct, she brought her hand in front of her for any protection.

Jimin shrugged. "It's nothing personal Sangmin, but that look isn't really working for you." She was as white as a sheet. Petrified with fear. Sangmin let out a broken sob. "I-I- just do what you must. I just hope Jungkook realises how much of a fake you really are. What do you want me to do." It was a bold statement, especially coming from her.

"As if that bothers me. Jungkook will be none the wiser. Take off your shoes first dear, we don't want those to get ruined." She shakily undid the laces of her shoes and took them off. Jimin was taking this in as pure amusement. A toy to play with. "Alright, now get on the ledge." "I'll fall-" Before she finished her sentence, Jimin cut her off.

"Oh I'm sorry, I meant please get on the ledge." Jimin said firmly and slightly louder. She flinched at his tone and nodded. She used the little strength she had left to pick herself up and balance on the ledge. "Fuck you Park Jimin." It seemed that Sangmin already knew her awaiting fate. Jimin laughed at that little meaningless insult.

"I'll see you in hell."

He pushed her off the ledge and made eye contact with her one last time as she fell to her death. She covered up her mouth so nobody would hear her last few screams. Not that it would help. Good, she listened. Too bad for her though. As her body hit the pavement, it made a satisfying crack noise. Her body was mangled and Jimin could see that her leg had been bent the opposite way, her back was arched and there was blood trickling down her forehead. Every bone in her lifeless body was most likely broken. She was in a pool of her own blood. It was a beautiful sight, an amazing artwork.

As expected.

Jimin hid the unused knife under his shirt once again and left the roof. He ran down the flight of stairs to the principal's office. "Stop running down the halls Park!" He heard his teacher yell.

"Mrs. Lee! Y-You don't u-understand... a student- they c-committed suicide..." The teacher stopped in her tracks. "What?!" The teacher nearly dropped her clip board in shock. I see my acting skills are getting better. "Y-Yes... I was going up to the roof, t-then I noticed a pair of shoes by the ledge, t-then..." He started to cry.

Damn I'm on fire today. "Come with me Park!" She dragged Jimin to the office, where she made a few calls and where he had to stay seated on the red velvet seats for the next half hour. Next time he won't make it so lengthy for him.

"Mr. Park!" Jimin looked up. "Y-Yes?" "The body was identified as Kim Sangmin." Jimin's lip quivered and he felt a few tears slide down his cheeks. "Sh-She was my b-best friend's girlfriend."
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Like damn.... aT LeAsT tHiS hAs mOre thAn 10 rEaDs *sighhh*
Well at least we got rid of Sangmin already 🤷🏽‍♀️

I'd like to thank my gRuCci editor Makayla_Nugget for the help <3