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"unhappy people can be dangerous,
don't forget that"— S.E. Lynes —
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[ 3RD PERSONS VIEW。]
After school, Renjun trudged his way back home. He was glad they were able to have lunch with Haruka, and it was fun indeed. Everyone strived to make Haruka feel belonged because that's what exactly she deserves for the past years of being alone.
Chenle accompanied him to his house, wanting to hang out for a few hours before going home. Once they arrived, Chenle zoomed past through Renjun, plunging on the older boy's bed in excitement.
"It's been so long since I've done that!"
Renjun chortled, dropping his backpack beside Chenle's before making way to sit on the edge of his bed. "What do you think about Haruka?" he questions the younger, peeking out his window to see Haruka's bedroom window.
Chenle hummed simply, looking up at Renjun's white ceiling, "I really want to get to know her more! She seems a lot nicer than everyone thinks."
Renjun nodded at his words and diverted his eyes away from the window, staring at his paintings, "How do you think we'll be able to solve this? I mean, I guess to find out what actually happened to Haruki... we need to track down her whereabouts."
Sitting up, Chenle's hair was disheveled, his uniform was crinkled from laying down, "If the kidnapper was really behind Haruki's death, then we should find out who that kidnapper is. Speaking of, why isn't the police focusing on the kidnapper instead of Haruki's case?"
The older boy's eyes grew slightly wide at Chenle's statement. Lips pursing, he stood up to go over his desk, rummaging around a few old newspapers he got. "Chenle, you're a genius!"
The darkened hair teenager had a confused look displayed on his face, nose scrunching up as he scoffed lightly with a small smirk, "Of course I am! I Chenl–"
"Look!" Renjun cuts him off, gesturing him to take a closer look at the old newspaper.
"These were old reports, literally no one had a clue on who the kidnapper was. What if... what if Haruki knew? Like– maybe she got involved with... the last case..." he trailed off before lining up all the dates, "The sixth victim was Jaewon... July twenty-fourth."
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colors of death › nct dream
Fanfic❝ Don't mess with the nonexistent. ❞ when there is no more room in hell, the dead will walk on earth. ▬▬ status: completed ✓ a nct dream fanfiction a mystery / thriller au © minsyeuga 2020