Their little discussion was soon interrupted by Jieun calling out her blue haired friend . The three of them turned towards Jieun , waiting to hear what she had to say
" uhh , I need to talk to Hyerin do you guys mind ?" Requested Jieun . Hyerin glanced towards James and Parker to check if they were okay with it .
" ya sure we'll wait here " James allowed her . " thanks I'll be back soon ..." with that Hyerin strolled away with Jieun heading toward Minji and Taeyu who were seated inside the cafe .
" Minji wants to talk to you " states Jieun keeping her eyes forward .
" hmmm Minji are you all right , come here " said Hyerin wrapping her in a warm hug they sat down beside them .
" all of this is a walk down the memory lane " stated Minji . " I winder stand even we have been through the same situation even now my heart still breaks we should overcome all our fears we are not doing this for us we are doing this for the people who will be his next target we have to do this okay " , said Hyerin . They looked at Minji with pleading eyes . She took a deep breath " okay iim ready " said Minji " yeah girl let's kick some asses out there ! " exclaimed Jieun . This bought a small smile on her face they headed towards the two who had been waiting for them to finish their small conversation. " Mr. Parker and Mr. James we accept your kind offer " said Minji with a soft smile . " oh thank the lords , please meet us at the office Tomorrow at sharp 8:00 am at the morning " said Parker
If you like the story please leave a comment I don't know wether you guys like it or not . I feel my fanfic is useless. I'm gonna give you lovers spoilers after sometime our gods that is bts are going to join . I'm trying to make it as funny as possible and a little pinch of suspense and mystery . Thanks a lot and keep reading . Luv u guys. Sayofuckingnara
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The red ink
Mystery / ThrillerA story where four young detectives find out a murder and fail once but get up again and fight their fears and are later joined by 7 amazing detectives.
