𝗠𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗔𝗟 ⚣ 𝗖.𝗦 + 𝗝.𝗪𝗬 [✓]

chapter four - solitude

solitude
/ˈsäləˌt(y)o͞od/

noun
1. the state or situation of being alone.

jung wooyoung

As I got home I started my search for Choi San. The first thing I did was trace it back to the year he went missing. Which was our first year of high school and he was only fifteen years old.

I can not believe we got bullied by the same person. I ruffled my hair in frustration, if only I knew he was going through that as well. I look at the picture of more time and admire the young boy... wait I do kinda remember him.

A flashback popped up in my head, I ran into the class because I was late then I seen the boy sitting at his desk but I was already too late there was no one in the classroom except for him and me. He looked up at me with confusion I could see the hurt in his eyes.

"Class was dismissed" he played with his pencil. "Then why are you in here?" I hesitantly asked. "It is quiet" he spoke softly, soon getting up and walking past me. I sighed as the memory ended.

That was the only time I was late for a class and I just so happened to meet Choi San. I think that is why I did not remember him is because the interaction was short and I only ran into him one time.

I searched for a police report from that year and it had all the young boy's information. At the time he was only living with his father and he did not have a mother. The same day San went missing, his father went missing.

The police report also informed me that when the cops went to search his house all of San's belongings were there except for his father's things other than that the house was completely isolated.

I assume they did not go missing together, maybe his father left him and he ran away.

choi san

I sighed as I turned on the television and seat in a run-down chair, I was not paying attention to the television until I heard a news reporter say, "There have been murders that have been occurring around Itaewon however this is not the first time... this has been happening for a month now police stated that they will keep the citizen updated" I seat up as they showed pictures of the victims.

Those are my victims but I did not murder them I seat them free. Someone is killing my victims, either they want me to get in trouble or help me but I do not like it.

I seat them free for a reason because I did not want them to die. I'm going to catch this person. I smirked to myself getting dressed as I went to find my next victim.

I saw a young guy he is high school age, I quicken my pace and grabbed him putting a rag over his mouth. He screamed but the rag muffled his cries until he passed out. I took him back to my place tying him up to a chair.

He woke up shortly after, he started to hyperventilate until I patted his back reassuring him. "Listen I'm not going to kill you but I need your help" I spoke up as he shook his head signaling a-okay.

"I am going to let you go but I'm trying to catch someone... I am not a good man I kidnap people and then I let them go but someone has been killing the people I kidnap and I want to catch him" the young boy looked up at me in shock. "How am I going to help you?" He asked.

authors pov

As San seat up where he is going to release the victim, he held the victim by his arm and watched as a car pulled up on the side of the road. San then let go of the boy's arm and told him to start walking and reassured the boy that he would be watching.

As the young boy started to walk a figure appeared behind him followed him, San then noticed a guy came out from that car, walking behind the specious man. San quickly got out of his hiding spot making his way to them, as he did he looked at the guy that had a badge on his belt.

He looked at his face, admiring his beauty soon realizing he was a cop. He ran up as fast as he could and grabbed the young boy by his wrist making him follow after him, the cop and the unknown man chased after them. San list the cop but not the mystery man.

As San came to a dead-end he turned around confident enough to confront the guy. "Why are you killing my victims?" San asked pulling the boy behind him. The unknown man let out a creepy giggle and walked a little closer.

"Oh san... silly boy I have been watching you for a while and I have been protecting you since," he said low enough for San to hear. "I do not need your help I let them go for a reason" San spoke up earning a sigh for the other man.

"That is why you are weak" he took out a knife. "Tell me who you are" San backed up. The mystery man did not say anything else he just lunged at San trying to grab the young boy, whimpers could be heard from the boy. San quickly kicked the guy in the stomach making him fall backward.

San ran to him taking off his mask, his eyes expanded from shock. Flashbacks came back from high school.

San laid in the grass as the horrible boy repeatedly kicked San in the stomach making him cough up blood, everyday the same guy bullied San. As the flashback ended San extended his fist and punched him in his face.

"Why did you do it?" San screamed. "I cared about you... I did it to protect you" he said spiting the blood to the side, San grabbed him by his shirt. "If you cared about me you would not have bullied me or make me dread coming to school" San spoke up.

"How did you find me?" San asked before he could speak. "I never lost you... I have been watching you since you ran away I even knew about all your problems with your father" the young boy walked a little closer to them.

"That is why I am going to kill him so he does not get away" the bully from the past tried to get up but San pinned him to the ground once again. "Run but do not tell anyone about this" the high schooler shook his head and ran away.

"This is the last time you see me and it is the last time I want to see you" San expresses with anger. "I can not do that" he informed San. San punched him in the face once more "You need to stay away from me" The guy on top of him said. Soon he got up and walked away.