Warnings: blood, weapons, profanity, use of the word "oppa"
Everyone got out of the car and walked into the cafe. The group of friends sat down while Seulgi ordered.
"So, how do you know Seulgi, Irene?" Hyun-Jae asked her while putting her cigarette out on a white ash tray in the middle of the table.
"I have her for one of my classes. We started talking through Instagram." Irene replied in an almost monotone voice.
"Seulgi needs to stop inviting random people to hang out with us.. it's so annoying." Chan-ri said while pulling her phone out.
"So, Seulgi told us you're an upperclassman? Shit must be tough, eh?" Byung-chul asked in a flirty tone.
"It is. I actually really need help in English class.. and you seem like a smart boy. When Seulgi drops me off, would you wanna tutor me?" Irene asked while pouting her lips. This was her plan in seducing him. "Please, oppa?" She felt gross for acting like this, but it was mandatory.
"Ah- I'd love to tutor you, Irene!" The boy said while practically drooling over the upperclassman.
It was the perfect time for her to slide him her number since Hyun-Jae and Chan-ri were completely occupied on their phones.
"Hey guys, I got our drinks!" Seulgi gave everyone their coffee's and snacks, then sat down.
"Ah, Irene, I'm sorry, I don't know what drinks and snacks you like, so I got you a vanilla frappuccino with a slice of strawberry cake.." Seulgi said nervously.
"Ah, I love strawberry and vanilla flavor! Thank you, Seulgi." Irene said, then drank her vanilla frappuccino. She wasn't actually a big fan of strawberry, but anything for her beautiful Seulgi.
Everyone finished their food and decided it was time to go. Seulgi drove everyone home, and dropped off Irene and Byung-chul as planned.
"Come in, Byung-chul oppa!" Irene said cheerily. "O-okay, Irene." The dumb boy was completely flustered.
"Let me go change into something more cozy, please make yourself comfortable." Irene said, then walked into her room to change. She wasn't really gonna change, just get ready for murder.
She wasn't afraid or nervous, she just felt bad. But whatever, he would've died either way. Everyone does.
She peeked from behind a corner to see Byung-chul snooping through her things. His back was turned. It was time.
She grabbed the knife out of her purse and tip toed towards him from behind, until he turned.
"Hey, Irene- WOAH, GET THE FUCK AWAY!" Byung-chul sprung up and ran to the front door, but it was locked.
"I'm not that stupid, oppa." She jumped onto him and stabbed him to death. She didn't feel any emotions, only a bit upset because she got blood on her blouse.
♡
Irene changed into a black t-shirt and pyjama shorts, started fake crying, and called Seulgi through Instagram.
"Hey Irene, how's studying-" "SEULGI, BYUNG-CHUL IS DEAD, H-HE'S ON T-T-THE FLOOR, KNIFE IN HAND, PLEASE COME OVER!" Seulgi hung up and immediately went into a panic, rushing over to Irene's house.
Seulgi opened Irene's front door, to see Irene crying on her knees in front of Byung-chul's dead body.
"I-I-.. T-This isn't a p-prank, is it?" Seulgi fell onto her knees, next to Irene and hugged her.
"N-no, I was changing and i came in here th-then I saw him d-dead.." Irene started crying harder.
"He had no reason to do this.. He's rich. He's a famous clothing designer. He has a girlfriend. He had everything.. how could he just give it all away like this..?" Seulgi couldn't cry, she was too shocked.
♡
A funeral was held 2 weeks later for him. Irene, Seulgi, Hyun-Jae, Chan-ri, and his girlfriend attended.
"I can't believe this dumbass died so soon.." Chan-ri said while crying, her black mascara running down her face.
"Me neither.. He had everything a man could dream for." Hyun-Jae cried as well, hugging Chan-ri.
"He was such a good friend too.." Seulgi cried while Irene comforted her.
"I didn't know him personally, but he made me laugh a lot. I'm happy i got to spend time with him." Irene said trying to sound sad, but she sounded emotionless.
"Wanna sleep at my place? We could try to think of happy things and have ice cream cake." Irene told the younger girl.
"What flavor?" Seulgi asked through tears.
"Red." Irene responded softly.
One down, two to go.
