“an upper class student, hong jisoo has passed away today. he was found in his dorm with cuts on both of his wrist and neck. we have suspected he might have suicide or have been murdered. but now, we are trying to find out. so students, please stay alert for your own good.” the speaker boomed.
“oh love, why are you scared?”
/
“yah, jihye. why are you so sad?” jinyoung asked the younger.
“my brother just died, leave me alone jinyoung. I need some space. please.” jihye's tears poured out of her eyes.
“my love , he's at a better place now. don't cry. he doesn't want you to cry. in fact, he wants you to be strong enough to get over this. be strong, my love.” jinyoung said before leaving with a grin.
“stop calling me that.”
/
“what the hell, jinyoung?! what are you doing?” lee chan yelled at him after being pushed to the wall, harshly.
jinyoung smirked sinisterly at him. “you were too close, chan. too close to my love.” he pulled out a knife before aiming it on chan's neck.
“w—wait,, jinyoung—she was the one who approached me. please, let me go. I—i've already told her to leave me alone. please, don't kill me. I promise, I won't do anything with her.” chan stuttered terrifyingly.
jinyoung leaned in to his ear and whispered, “too bad, she did approached you but you let that happened, didn't you?”
with that, a knife was plunged into chan's stomach,, pooling blood around him. a few blood escaped his mouth.
“why are you doing t—this?” chan manage to croak out.
“because hong jihye is only and forever will be mine.”
“students, we have a very sad news to share. a junior has passed away today in the school's locker room. lee chan has passed away with a knife stuck in his stomach. it wasn't suicide. it was a murder and I assure you, we will find the murderer. please stay alert and safe. also, stay calm.”
“lee chan?!”
“i don't get why this is going on.”
“fuck, this shit is getting serious.”
“poor chan, he was so young.”
“my lee chan? h-he died?”
“chan oppa died?!! what is going on?!”
“rest in peace, lee chan. I'll miss you.”
/
“c—chan.. he's dead!" jihye sobbed out to jinyoung, crying on his chest. “h-he got murdered. jinyoung-ah, I'm scared. he was so young. he was my best friend. w—why was that murderer so cruel to kill someone as kind as chan?!”
jinyoung's grip tightened on her waist, making jihye felt uncomfortable.
“j-jinyoung?” she stuttered out, suddenly feeling so small.
“don't make me do this, love.” jinyoung stared at her before carrying her to the basement.
“j—jinyoung? what are you doing?!” jihye yelled terrifyingly. jinyoung threw her on the ground before locking the basement door.
“jinyoung!! let me out!” she yelled, banging on the door. “bae jinyoung, get me fucking out of here! bae Jinyoung!!" tears poured down her cheeks like waterfalls.
she moved her eyes to the wall and gasped. there were blood stains on the wall.
what's worst, it was a sentence.
saying ;
“you're mine.”
