Rᴏᴏᴍᴍᴀᴛᴇs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍʀ.ᴀᴛᴛɪᴛᴜᴅᴇ
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Ongoing, First published Jun 03, 2022
Mature
Y/n, Lee y/n a simple 21 year old girl.

She was living with her family and friends peacefully until her life took the 
biggest turn.

She was going to her friends dorm as 
it was her birthday and she wanted to surprise her.

But when she knocked on her door countless 
times her friend never opened it, thinking the girl was probably deep in sleep, she looked under the mat lying in front of the dorm knowing her friend keeps the spare key there.

She unlocked the door getting inside,she gasps ,looking in front of her and falls on the ground with a loud thud as tears well up in her 
eyes 

There was her friend lying on the floor with blood surrounding her. Y/n crawls towards her with her trembling body

Sitting on the floor next to her friends dead body she shakes her body, hoping she would wake up, hoping this is just a prank. But it wasn't, the poor girl cries and shouts but her friend lies there on the floor lifeless, she found a paper specifically a letter in her hand.

It was a suicide note..

There were thousands of things in her mind like 
why would she suicide? Is there something she didn't tell me about? Was someone bothering her? Was someone bullying her? Was she getting threatened? 

After the funeral of her friend the curious y/n started investigating her friends death still not accepting the fact that she killed herself.

Her friends help her in the investigation, as they finally found out about the truth. What will they do now?
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