Bts imagines

24.Jimin: Psychopath

There I sat
In a cold, dark corridor
hugging my knees.

I, once again, killed someone.
I tried to control myself
But I failed.

The bloody knife was still in my hands
I looked at it,
And threw it across the corridor.
Groaning out of frustration.

I was a psychopath.
And I knew it.

Suddenly, someone walked through the corridor. I could hear footsteps, yet not see anyone.

Damn it, why did I just throw my knife away.
It was out of my reach now.

I forgot to tell you,
But I was sitting in a high school corridor.
And I just killed a teacher.
I was a student here.

Nobody knew about my problems.
They just noticed that people were getting murdered.
But somehow they never even suspected me.

As I cursed myself for throwing away my weapon,
the footsteps got louder
and I could see a silhouette at the en of the corridor.

"Hello?" A female voice softly called out.
I didn't respond to her.
I could see her walking towards me.

At one point I was able to see her face, and apparently she was able to see mine, too.
Because she stopped walking, and studied me for a moment.

Not minding the knife on the ground, she walked passed it. "Jimin?" She almost whispered.

I could hear fear in her voice.

I didn't know the girl, but somehow she knew me.
She must've been around my age.

She knelt down when she was only a meter away from me.
I looked at her with widened eyes.
And finally able to speak, I said "How do you know my name?".

My voice was dangerously low, and I could see it scared her a bit.
"I'm sorry, I'm y/n. I'm a year younger than you,sunbae, so that's why you probably don't know me. But my friends all know about you, since you're the best student." She explained.

"Why is it so dark here though?" She said and searched for a light switch. When she finally found one, she walked towards it and turned it on.
"No!" I screamed.

She was taken aback but the light was already on.
And it exposed everything.

My bloody hands.
My bloody clothes.
And my bloody knife.

She looked at me with scared eyes.

"Are you... the school's murderer?" She asked.
Well she has some guts.

I nodded and smirked. I could kill her if I wanted to.
Somehow the fear on her face was gone in an instant.

She took my hands, that were still around my knees, and pulled me on my feet.

I looked at her confused.
"I'm a psycho, aren't you scared?"
She shook her head.
"Everyone had their problems and, you know, better a psychopath than no path."

Okay this girl was cray cray. But I liked that. "How about, you go home and get cleaned up?" She said.

"I can't go home like this, my parents will notice"
"Riiiight, how about we go to my house and I'll give you clean clothes"

I nodded. Sounds like a plan.
And so we went to y/n's house.
She gave me some old clothes from her brother and said I could have them.

I actually had a friend.

The weeks after that, I visited y/n daily. And as we got to know each other better, I fell for her.

Until, one day, I went to her house. Again, with bloody clothes.
She looked a bit disappointed when she saw me.

"It happened again?" She asked. I just nodded and asked for clean clothes.

She lead me to her room and locked the door. I wondered what was going on, because she never did that.

She walked towards me and stopped when her face was only a few inches away from mine.

"This can't go on like this, Jimin" she said softly. What.

"Maybe, we should get you some help" she suggested. I was unable to respond.

Since she was so close to me, I decided to take that chance to kiss her.

Her lips were so soft..

We broke apart and I immediately embraced her, letting my chin rest on her shoulder.

A tear fell down my cheek as she patted my back, saying everything was going to be alright.

At that moment, she had forgotten that I was a psychopath.

Before releasing the hug, I stabbed her in her back.

She gasped a little, but died almost instantly.

As blood flowed out of her back, I dropped her onto the ground.

She wanted me to get help.
She wanted to expose me.
Which was why she had to be eliminated.

You know what they say.
'Two can keep a secret, if one of them is dead'

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This is such a shitty story I'm so sorry. 😢 I tried thinking like a psycho but thats hard though.