A Pain Of A Disguise

Chapter 12

"Thank you for your hard work." Mister Khyun smiled at the blond.

The young male bowed in response as he put the boxes down. "Sir, it is no problem as the class representative," he stated modestly. He mirrored the teacher's friendly smile.

Park Jimin. Seventeen years old — the average age for second years in high school.

His reason for being a suspect? He was accused of murdering a man and allegedly attempted to kill the man's wife. He's one of the suspects who attended the huge party close to the crime scene.

"Hey, Jimin are you done?" Someone asked.

He ruffled his brown hair, while letting out a sigh. "I've got a shoot in a few hours," he said, "but I'm exhausted. Plus, there's no time to take a nap in between."

Kim Taehyung.

Seventeen years old.

The killer wears a mask and he was recently seen carrying a box of masks for his modeling. He had been present at the party, but was confirmed to have stayed for the entire party.

"The classes have been intense these days," Jungkook whined.

Jungkook, who was frowning, walked towards the two. The aforementioned duo nodded in agreement.

"We should give it our all and focus," encouraged the dark-green haired teen. Despite him saying this to the three youngest in their group, he had said this to encourage himself too. This year meant a lot to him and he had to do brilliantly unless he wanted things to get complicated.

Kim Namjoon. Eighteen years old. Repeated the year, because he missed exams.

He is suspected for many reasons such as his DNA being found on a knife. Adding on, the knife had the victim's blood on it. He was spotted outside of the building where the party was being hosted and blood had been seen on his jacket that night.

The most likely out of them all, but is not confronted.

"Yes, sir." Jungkook saluted, making his older friends laugh. Namjoon only shook his head with a smile. There was the silly Jungkook he knew. For an unknown reason — probably due to the new addition to their friend group — the boy was quite reserved recently.

It seemed he was getting more comfortable as time passed.

Jeon Jungkook. Fourteen years old — very young for a second year in high school.

He was suspected, because of his previous combat skills. He was present at the party, but left early before the pianists finished their show. Confirmed to have arrived home before the incident.

"Guys, I tried making cupcakes!" A cheerful young man exclaimed.

Kim Seokjin. Twenty years old. Two years behind.

He attended the party, but he spent most of his time in the vehicle or kitchen. He had easy access to the building's exits; spotted outside multiple times.

"Oh, oh! I want some!" Hoseok exclaimed in his usual perky way.

His grin had been so wide it caught many of his peers' attention. There was something about his heart-shaped grin that was just so contagious.

Albeit, with every aspect, there was a hidden perspective hidden in the shadows — rarely seen. 

Yoongi had wanted to ask about him the day before, but he never did. He only had the classified information he was given.