Jungkook, age 15
"There's no point of your existence if you're weak and vulnerable like everyone else. You need to be heartless, ruthless so that no one brings you down" The father told his 15 yr old son and he nodded.
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'Come to xxx street at 1 am. Make sure no one sees you coming.' The text read.
Should I really go? Can I trust this person?
I sighed staring at the text message, wondering what i should do.
I grew up watching lots of serial killer documentaries and movies. They'd usually kill the targets in an instant. I would probably be dead by now.
Heck, this person claiming to 'help' me might even be one of his acquaintances. There's a high possibility of that.
But, what other choice do I have? He seems to be an expert criminal while I'm just a normal teenager. I have absolutely no power against him.
I looked at the watch. It was 12 already.
I decided to go to the street.
The worst thing that could happen is me dying which doesn't even bother me anymore.
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The place was scarier than I expected. It was a dark street where there were no houses nearby.
I felt a presence behind me and turned around to face the person but before I could see his face, I fainted.
