(Unknown)
Yoon Eunha,
17 years of age,
Studies at Sekang High,
Has a brother: Jung Hoseok, a student
Mother: Jung Misoo, a teacher
Father: still unknown
Has other relatives: still unknown
Best friend: Andrea Kim
I write down Eunha's information in my note pad with a sly smirk. I stare at the distance to find pretty, little Eunha talking to her precious Andrea. I bring my phone out to inform my fellow members.
"Boss, I've got her info," I say with a satisfied smile "I've done well, haven't I?" I chuckle softly.
"You've done better than I could ever imagine," his husky voice praises me.
"Isn't she ready, Boss?"
He chuckles "No, dear. Not yet,"
"Understood," I end the call with my gaze still latched on to my victim.
You're adorable Yoonha. So sad you'll get ruined.
After a few classes
"Hey! Andrea!" I call out for her.
She turns around "Oh hey...aren't you from Class A?" She questions out, face stern and arms crossed.
"Yeah, I am," I pretend to feel down "Your classmates probably told you already. Not to get close to anyone who's in Class A, or you'll get in trouble,"
And from the looks of it, her expression seems to soften.
"Sure a lot of my classmates are horrible people but you can't consider all of us to be like that," I explain "I hate my class. I'm not one of them," I lie with a fake frown.
Slowly her eyes seem to change to something brighter and... friendlier.
She brings a hand out and a toothy smile on display "Sorry for judging too quick. Give me a second chance and let's be friends?"
"Gladly," I smile up to her innocently.
She then lets go "God, it must be hard studying in a room with the people you hate," she says with a pitiful face.
"It really is hard," I respond.
Andrea, you pity too much. You're an easy catch, dumb mouse.
(Eunha)
"V? I need to talk to you," I call out for him. I'm back home sitting on my bed with an obvious frown.
"Why is my Princess summoning me?" He appears with a joking attitude and a bright face but I seem to feel quite the opposite.
"Just, take this," I murmur out. Quickly understanding that I don't feel cheery, he takes the yellow sticky note away from me and carefully reads it.
"Better be ready to say goodbye little one or let your friends say goodbye for you. What psychopath would write this to you?" Taehyung crumples the small paper into a yellow ball only to fist it in his hands. His brows furrow.
"Hm, don't know. Maybe a psychopath that doesn't like me?" I sarcastically point out. I look at his fisted hands.
He's starting to boil again.
"Tae, y'know, you really don't have to be so angry over it,"
"I-I know, it's just... what does this even mean?" He passes the yellow ball back to me.
I catch the item with one hand "We'll have to find out for ourselves," I say in a more serious tone.
(A/N: yes, i am updating trice and yes, "Unknown" is a psychopath :))
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