The Killer | Taegyu

XVII

Day 17 (still)

       Taehyun sighed, he shouldn't cry that Beomgyu rejected him again for the second time. I'll kill you if you did it third time I swear Choi.

He walked to where Beomgyu left noticing a blue paper that isn't thrown in the trash can. "Aish, children of this school they are bunch of—" He stopped complaining when he saw his name on the crampled paper

Just how many Kang Taehyun lives in this cruel world?

Did they also get rejected by how many Choi Beomgyu lives in this world?

He open the letter, he look at the side if someone's watching but no one so he reads the letter.

Dear Kang Taehyun—

"Taehyun-ah!." Soobin shouted from afar. Taehyun quickly put the letter inside his pocket and wave at Soobin. "How are you? Where is Beomgyu? Where is Hyuka?."

"Hyuka is in the bathroom. He said he wanted to vomit because of your plan hyung. Seriously..." Taehyun facepalm. "Beomgyu left already."

"Are you hurt somewhere?" Soobin asked. "No, I am not. Where is Yeonjun hyung?" Taehyun asked him. "He's in the rooftop. He always skips classes."

Taehyun just nodded and they walked to their classroom

It's the same day as any other day. Taehyun would just sit there, not listening to teacher or showing he's smart and he's the ace of the class. He won't listen, talk or write something on his notes. He would just sit there.

Looking at the Art Major building in their window.

Second to the last class ended successfully. Ryujin, Shin Ryujin, Taehyun's classmate approaches him and gave him a worried look. "Are you alright Taehyun?"

No response.

Ryujin sighed. "If you don't want to talk something about it then... It's fine. But I hope that you cheer up. Help yourself also Taehyun-ah." Ryujin smiled even Taehyun won't steal a glance on her, she left.

Taehyun sighed. He can't understand himself, why is he like this? It's just like, someone stole his other half and now he's incomplete.

He can't do anything happily without thinking of negativity. His thoughts were full of anxiousness. He's tired, he wanted to cry.

Just fuck it, goddamn Choi Beomgyu, how dare him rejected me?

I bet he likes those ladies who woulds scream at the top of their lungs on lunch break, or those gays who intentionally throw themselves on him.

Fuck you Choi Beomgyu and your handsome face. I would never forget how you made me fall for you and reject me after.

My middle finger salutes you, handsome version of Freddy.

Just the thought of you and I already want to punch— "You so hard, fuck you!." Taehyun shouted as he slammed his own table, standing up. He saw his professor looking at him in shock.

Because hell, the most angelic in this classroom just cursed. Everyone was shock.

"A-Are you fine perhaps, m-mr. Kang?" His professor asked. "Y-Yes... I'm sorry professor." Taehyun bowed before sitting again.

Then he goes back to his own world.

His world that Beomgyu made for him, a world of pain.