That night
Everyone was settled in and having good times
Once it became dark out we all went off to our rooms.
Y/n went with Yeonjun.
And the three other guys went to their rooms.
She had changed and got into bed with the man but facing away from him to avoid any weird contact.
The room was all black besides the sum of light that shined through the window.
Yeonjun reached over saying nothing but placing a hand at her waist messing with the hem of her shorts.
"Do you remember last summer y/n? Remember how close we use to be".
Yeonjun kept sweet-talking but she wouldn't respond and just laid there.
"Remember that time when the guys went out on the boat for the day and you wanted to stay here so you could cook for all of us...".
He was hinting at memory's that were not needed to be reminded considering her mental state.
"And how I insisted on us drinking... then took you to this very room..".
Before he could explain anymore y/n interrupted.
"Stop... I don't want to talk Yeonjun... go to bed".
He didn't take that lightly and had a tighter grip on her waist.
"Pushed you on the bed and made great memories... I think about it all the time y/n".
She couldn't handle him anymore the way he would brag about it.
It was silent now for a bit too long.
She suddenly felt a cold breath steaming over the back of her head and when she turned she'd be face to face with a creature from hell.
Yeonjun bites his lip once they made eye contact and he pinned her back mounting himself on top of her.
"Can I tell you something y/n... I never liked you... I fucked you out of fun".
She stayed under him trying to catch her breath being mad that he admitted to it but that night was the reason she had PTSD.
"You're a pawn y/n... we all played you and this time you can't do shit about it... your trapp-".
Before Yeonjun was able to finish his sentence he'd been cut off.
The room went silent while blood trailed from Yeonjun onto y/n's body.
Yeonjun was gasping for air while reaching around but ended up falling to the side of her body.
Hot tears streamed down her face with a slight smile while listening to Yeonjun slowly die.
It was like music to her ears.