the kids don't wanna come home | SVT BXB

"so now we kinda caught two murderer?"

before i start the chapter, i just wanna say two short things:

firstly, thank you SO much for 3k, it's honestly something i would have never expected!!
also thanks to the guys who always read the new chapters and comment:

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(i hope i got everyone who's always commenting and voting, if not, im really sorry, my whole wattpad is a mess :') )

anyways, thanks to the people above, i still want to continue this story.
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im sorry for ranting that long, the chapter comes now xD

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everyone froze in their movement, even seungkwan stopped crying for a second. no one even dared to breath, listening to the footsteps coming closer to the music room. 
they could already hear the voice of a man - judging from the raspy tone, it was an older man or someone who smoked often - infront of the door, when kihyun finally gathered his thoughts together and sprinted to the light switch, turning the lights off.

they could hear the steps stopping infront of the door and the man mumbling a "looks like the storm just damaged something. no one's here." before walking away again, complaining about the "paranoid people around who always think someone's trying to kill them when there isn't even a soul".
"that was a close call! damn, who heard us?", changkyun asked in kihyun's direction (which meant he was actually just randomly shouting it into the room, since it was too dark to even see anything).
"dunno", came the answer from next to the black-haired boy.
"well that's some shit no-" he paused. that voice was waaay too deep for kihyun. that wasn't even close to the annoying high-pitched voice of his friend. 

before he could even fully realise that, someone was already covering his mouth and pinning him down on the ground. the faint smell of cigarettes and alcohol - the same brand as the ones in the bagpack - was surrending the one holding him down. anger bubbled up inside of changkyun, as he noticed that it was the boy that had slapped him before.
"you again!", he wanted to say, but chan's hand over his mouth didn't let a single sound out.

kihyun was currently in a similar position - seungcheol and jihoon were holding him down and using seungcheol's necklace as handcuffs to tie his hands together. the boy was protesting, but jihoon covered his mouth so nothing came out.

meanwhile, seokmin and wonwoo had gathered their guts together and slowly opened the door to check if the principal was already gone - which he was - before switching the lights on again.

now, they were sitting around, staring at the two tied up guys in front of them and wondering why they didn't just hand them to the principal. they obviously wouldn't have so many troubles right now if they did.
but somehow, none of them had thought about that option even for a second.