Where Soobin, who is a junior high school student, figures out that one of his classmate is the mysterious killer that always comes up in the news for the reason of certain murder cases.
Soobin was a pure and innocent person, even if he's already a...
He carried the cat with his left arm and grabbed his phone that was in his pocket with the available right hand. Soobin had his flashlight on and shone it on the direction where the source of the voice was.
Be brave. That phrase was repeating in his thoughts. Perhaps he could save a soul by doing this.. or maybe lose his. Soobin couldn't help but be positive yet negative at the same time. He didn't know what to do at the current state. This was his first time witnessing a murder scene. He only saw them through k-dramas and through news; only heard them through the conversations or anecdotes of adults and teens. His legs were itching to run further the dark hallway but his heart was telling him to leave immediately. His brain cells weren't cooperating with each other which didn't help.
"Is anyone there?" Soobin asked out loud, slowly walking. He heard another gunshot inside a room nearby as he stumbled by the loud sound.
He turned his flashlight off cleverly, not wanting to broach a new victim to kill for the murderer. Soobin quietly twisted the doorknob, not until it made another noise when the handle broke and fell down due to how old and unsettled it was. He was a terribly unlucky person.
Soobin looked up at any person he saw, his eyes widening once again.
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"Choi.. Yeonjun?!"
Soobin exclaimed, backing away in fear. The black cat seemed happy from its tail slowly moving sidewards, hopping down and running to the boy, or so called killer, that was named Yeonjun.
Soobin was stunned and flabbergasted. The popular boy.. who was Yeonjun, is a murderer?
Maybe not. Before he could answer that question, Soobin tried to take and comprehend informations of things occured around Yeonjun like a detective.
Oh, shit, nevermind. Probably yes. There was blood on Yeonjun's palm, and three dead bodies of men in front of him.
"Ah, another victim for me?" Yeonjun smirked, wiping the blood on his gun with his finger. He licked his lips and inhaled a deep breath, pointing the gun at Soobin like a professional.
Soobin surrendered and brought his hands up, showing that he was harmless. "Don't kill me! I'm innocent. I didn't do anything bad, plus, I have a lot of years to live." He implored desperately. It was true, and Soobin still has his mother dying because of an illness. He was currently working as a cashier, and luckily the owner pays him a good amount of cash weekly.
Yeonjun's ears perked up, he found himself interested over this tall boy. "How can I trust you in not telling anybody my identity?" He started inquiring.
Soobin gulped, "I'm good at hiding secrets, I promise.." his voice broke out in terror and agony.
Yeonjun raised his eyebrows as he walked towards Soobin, and once he was close enough, he suddenly grabbed the boy's wrist and pushed him onto a wall. He stabbed the knife through the wall that he grabbed from the armory around his body of an equipment used for killing.
The pink haired boy placed his head on the crook of Soobin's neck, his warm breath tingling the skin of the other. "I won't hesitate to find and kill you once you publicize my hidden identity." Yeonjun whispered before backing away.
"A-ah.." Soobin shakily breathed out, "I won't." he nervously stated promisingly.
Yeonjun smiled widely, making him look bright than the way he was dark and serious a second ago. Soobin was again surprised at the unpredicted action of his, as he knew that Yeonjun has the ability of manipulating someone entirely.
"What's your name, darling?" Yeonjun asked out of interest. Ah, how could this make Soobin's heart skip a beat? – was it because he was charming despite the way he kills people? – But there was absolutely no way Soobin is falling in love for a killer.
Nevertheless, Soobin couldn't help but be honest. "Choi Soobin." He answered.
Yeonjun clapped delightfully. "We have the same surname~" He kept his wide smile. His energy lowered down after seeing Soobin tense. "Don't be scared of me, darling. I don't do any harm after doing my mission." He shrugged.
"But that doesn't mean you can't kill me. If you want to, you will." Soobin explained his reason straight forwardly. He didn't have any shame or fear when it comes to indicating a true information about him, or anything that was based on his knowledge. He was like.. a nerd? – according to his only friends. Choi Beomgyu and Huening Kai.
"True, but I won't kill a pretty one like you." Yeonjun started to flirt with Soobin out of nowhere. Soobin was speechless and baffled. He couldn't handle people like him. His legs were really itching to run and go home.
Soobin slightly frowned, but he felt his cheeks warm along with the feeling of warmth in his ears. He knew his ears were red again. This would be embarrassing if it was visible, and Yeonjun noticed them.
"Feel free to react. It's awkward when you don't give anything." Yeonjun scratched his head, embarrassed. He was acting like a normal person now, somehow, Soobin felt less uncomfortable with the vibe. Yeonjun gave off a similar personality to his friend, Beomgyu. He was like another charger for his energizer.
But the thing is, Soobin had no clue on how to react. He didn't know how to express his genuine feelings. It would either he will give a dead and flat expression or a plain response. "T-that was really fruity of you." He blurted out of his head.
Yeonjun patted Soobin's shoulder, "Go home, I still have mess to clean up." he muttered and pouted in tiredness.
Soobin nodded and ran, but he was stopped by a hand grabbing his wrist.
"Will I ever see you again?"
Soobin's heart once again skipped a beat out of Yeonjun's words and actions. He turned his head around, "Maybe. I learn in the same school as yours." he answered truthfully.
"I'll see you then, darling." Yeonjun flashed a sly smile at the boy.
