𝗧𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗦𝘆𝗻𝗱𝗿𝗼𝗺𝗲

3𝗋𝖽 𝖣𝖺𝗒

Xiaojun!"

He looked over to see Kun running over to him and it was just the two of them.

"I'm sorry, did I make you wait?" Kun asked while Xiaojun shook his head.

"So what's up? You asked me to meet you here, don't tell me you're gonna confess your love to me?" Kun said.

"..."

Xiaojun was just silent, purely silent as if he could no longer speak. His silence was already enough to make Kun feel concerned.

"...What happened?" Kun questioned.

"Um...I want you to look at this photo." Xiaojun broke from his silence.

He took the photo out of his pocket and gave it to Kun.

"On the day of the incident...I found this when I peeked into the next-door classroom as I was going home...and I couldn't help but take a picture."

"Kun, what do you think these broken vase pieces mean?" Xiaojun questioned.

Xiaojun's only response from Kun was just silence. That was it.

"...That sound we heard from the entrance hall wasn't the sound of a window breaking." Xiaojun softly said.

"What is this...I-I don't know anything about this vase...!" Kun began to feel a little worried.

"And if that's the case...the killer didn't escape from the window." Xiaojun said.

"S-Seriously...I don't know anything...!" Kun shook his head.

"It's okay, I made sure to throw it away." Xiaojun reassured him.

"...Huh?" Kun softly said.

"If anyone found it...you'd be in trouble, right Kun?" Xiaojun questioned.

"A-Are you trying to blackmail me?" Kun felt unsure of how he was supposed to feel.

"O-Of course not...that's not what this is about...If there's something that you're hiding from me, I want you to say it." Xiaojun crossed his arms.

"I mean...we're friends right?"

"You...didn't say anything either...I knew, you knew. I knew that boy who got killed was tormenting you." Kun softly said.

"Huh...?" Xiaojun was confused.

"No, he wasn't just tormenting you. He was seriously making your life a living hell...that bitch was in your photography club back in middle school, right? He was probably jealous of your talent...so he...I'm supposed to be your best friend! If you'd told me...none of this wouldn't have happened." Kun crossed his arms and let out a sigh.

"Kun...d-don't tell me you...!"

"That bitch...thought he could do anything he wanted because of his family's influence...and I just couldn't stand it anymore!" Kun slowly began to let his anger out.

"You know...at first I tried to talk to him. But that bitch started talking shit about how he'd target me next time, so I felt a sudden rage...and before I knew it, I was choking him...and then he lost consciousness. However things would've been worse if he woke up, so that's why I had to do something about it." Kun explained to Xiaojun.

"But...why?" Xiaojun couldn't bring himself to say anything other than asking why Kun murdered Yangyang.

"Why...? I just told you why." Kun softly said.

"Out of all of the things...you chose murder?" Xiaojun questioned.

"Look-"

"No, we could've done something else to solve the problem but you just chose fucking murder?" Xiaojun raised his voice a bit.

"Xiaojun-"

"Kun it's all your fucking fault, this is all on you since you did this. You murdered him for whatever reason you told me."

"..."

"...I already saw your note and it's going to be a no from me as well. I hope you know that all of this is your fault and you shouldn't have brought Hendery, Sicheng, and Lucas into this." Xiaojun looked away.

"It's not my fault...it's his fault!" Kun ran away.

Kun ran off to the incinerator with the photo of the vase. It was all over for him, Xiaojun was angry with him and already rejected him.  Kun left the photo by the incinerator and ran off as fast as he could.

Later the photo was found by a certain person. And it was Ten who found it.

"That bitch...it was Kun was it?" Ten said to himself

"...Word is he was with *him* on the day of the incident." Ten thought to himself.

"Looks like he threw something away here...What was it?" Ten looked around until he found the photo of the vase.

"What the hell is this photo!? This vase is...could it be the sound of the breaking glass...was actually this...?" Ten looked at the picture and thought to himself.

"If it wasn't...why did he try to secretly get rid of this..?" Ten stood there in deep thought.

"That fucker...what the hell did he do to my little brother!" Ten said to himself.

"Looks like I need to ask him a few questions...and if that bitch really did it...that...I will never...I will never forgive him!"

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