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He arrives home after Jung Ha's death, Jungkook decided to investigate as to who had murdered her and he will make them pay.

He grabbed his notebook, furiously, writing in it, what Jung Ha Yoo had described on her murderer back in the alleyway.

He rips the papers from his notebook and tapes them onto the wall. He knew that the description that she told him wasn't enough to find the murder.

"Also, I could hardly hear his voice and i-it sounded very familiar." He recalled.

"His voice sounded familiar?" He repeated to himself confusedly.

He wonder that maybe the murderer was possibly close to her, like a friend, a neighbor, anyone that she knew and spoke to.

"But why? Everyone liked her and she didn't have any enemies. Who could have murdered her? Who would want to even hurt her?" He thought to himself.

He quickly realises tears flooding in his eyes, not ready to let them go flowing down his cheeks.

He loved her but now she's gone. He didn't even get the time to tell her.

...

Jungkook eyes open to the brightness of his bedroom from the sunlight raying through a small gap in between his curtains.

He rubs his eyes tiredly and sits up straight to check the time.

"Shit." As he checks the time, he realises that he is going to be late to school.

"Fuck Monday's." Jungkook groaned as he tosses his blanket to the other side of his bed and rushes out of this room to the bathroom with the little time he had left.

...

As Jungkook was running into the school as he noticed someone standing by the bathroom walls with a cigar between their fingers.

He approached the figure and soon realised it was Hoseok. Why is he skipping class and smoking?

Hoseok would never skip class or smoke. He was too good of a person to be doing that. And he would always talk about how smoking with be the death of everyone someday. Jungkook knew for sure that he would never do that to himself.

Jungkook approached him and questioned him.

"What are you doing hyung?"

He awaited for an answer from him but got nothing.

"Hello? I am asking you a question." Jungkook waved his hand in Hoseok's face playfully to catch his attention only getting his wrist grabbed unusually tight and uncomfortable.

"Why are you acting like a dick hyung?" Jungkook tried to release his wrist from his strong grip.

"Don't talk to me." Hoseok demanded with his deep voice as he aggressively threw Jungkook's arm away from him.

Hoseok walked away, throwing his cigar on the ground before stepping on it.

"I don't think I know who you are anymore." Jk muttered to himself.

Jungkook was walking to class while thinking of what had happened to him and Hoseok minutes ago.

'He's been acting like a pain in the ass lately. He'll usually be a bit annoying at times, with his loud screaming and telling us that he is the reason we wake up everyday is because he's always our sunshine every morning, but now something has changed and I don't know what.' Jk thought to himself.

"Hey Kookie~." a familiar girly voice spoke out behind him. Jungkook turned to where the voice had come from. "Oh...Min SooYoung"

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