Y/n was still standing in front of an empty wall that was used to be the old music room. Then, Y/n's heart raced as she felt the approach of footsteps, the sound growing closer and closer. Just as she was about to turn her head to see who was coming, a sudden darkness enveloped her. Panic shot through her veins as her face was covered with black sheets, blocked her surroundings.
Unable to see, Y/n's other senses heightened, and she could hear the muffled whispers of familiar voices around her. Fear gripped her tight, her mind spiraling, trying to make sense of the situation. Who could be doing this? And why?
All Y/n could do was struggle against her captor's strength, her heart pounding in her chest.
Finally, the dragging stopped, and Y/n felt the black sheets being removed from her head. As her vision slowly returned, she could make out the sinister grins on the faces before her. It was Kyungjun and his gang, the cause of her torment recently. Their evil eyes glowed with twisted glee, reveling in her weakness.
Y/n's heart raced faster than ever before, her breath coming in shallow gasps. Fear clawed at her chest as she watched Kyungjun holding her diary, his eyes flicking across the pages. Her worst nightmare was coming true right before her eyes.
She had trusted Kyungjun, poured her innermost thoughts and feelings onto the pages. But now, the hidden words were revealed, and Y/n's vulnerability hung heavy in the air.
A flashback flooded her mind, and suddenly, everything made sense. The reason behind Kyungjun's visits to her room, the stolen glances when he thought she wasn't looking – it all boiled down to him secretly taking her diary.
Her heart ached with a mixture of betrayal and disappointment. Every moment she cherished, every sense of gratitude she felt for Kyungjun's presence, was all destroyed in an instant.
As the present returned, and the gym hall silence was broken by Kyungjun's voice, Y/n's cheeks flushed with embarrassment. Her deepest emotions were now laid bare for him and anyone else present to see. The shame burned within her, threatening to consume her entirely.
She felt exposed, as if her soul were on display for the world to see. But amidst the embarrassment, a flicker of anger ignited within her. No longer would she allow herself to be defined by the cruelty of others, especially someone who had taken advantage of her trust.
Summoning her courage, Y/n stepped forward, her voice quivering but determined.
"That's enough, Kyungjun," she said, startling him. "You've invaded my privacy, betrayed my trust, and now, you're publicly humiliating me."
Kyungjun's eyes widened, his face etched with guilt and regret. "Y/n... I didn't mean-"
"You didn't mean?" Y/n interrupted, her voice seething with anger. "You didn't mean to invade my privacy? You didn't mean to exploit my feelings? Well, I can't believe a word you say anymore."
Kyungjun's face flushed with guilt as he struggled to find the right words. "I... I'm sorry, y/n. I didn't mean to hurt you. It was wrong of me to read your diary without permission." he pleaded, his voice laced with sincerity.
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But before they could delve deeper into their conversation, a sudden notification chimed on their phones, startling them both. They exchanged a glance before reaching for their devices.
The screen displayed a message from an unknown app:
"Welcome, the mafia game will begin now. Check your identity."
The words sent a shiver down their spines, and a mixture of curiosity and anxiety filled the room.
She couldn't help but wonder what this game was about and why it had interrupted their tense confrontation. With a deep breath, she clicked on the message, unsure of what to expect.
Suddenly, a notification appeared on the screen.
"LNYN, your identity is a police officer."
Y/n's eyes widened as she read the words. Her heart raced, and her mind struggled to comprehend the implications of this unexpected revelation.
Kyungjun's voice broke the silence, filled with confusion, "What the hell is this?" His eyes flickered between Y/n and the message on his own screen, his curiosity piqued.
Before they could gather their thoughts, the game began to explain its rules.
1. THE PARTICIPANT'S IDENTITIES WILL BE SECRETLY ASSIGNED. THE IDENTITIES ARE CITIZENS, DOCTORS, POLICE OFFICERS, AND THE MAFIA.
A DOCTOR CAN PREVENT A PARTICIPANT OF CHOICE FROM GETTING EXECUTED, THE OCCUPATION OF A SELECTED PARTICIPANT.
2. THE PARTICIPANTS HAVE FROM 8AM TO MIDNIGHT. TO FERRET OUT THE MAFIA THROUGH A VOTE.
3. AT MIDNIGHT, THE ONE WITH THE MOST VOTES WILL BE EXECUTED. AND THE EXECUTED PARTICIPANT'S IDENTITIY WILL BE DISCLOSED.
4. AFTER THE VOTE AT MIDNIGHT, ALL THE PARTICIPANTS EXCLUDING THE MAFIA WILL GO TO SLEEP.
5. WHEN THE PARTICIPANT ARE ASLEEP DURING THE NIGHT, THE MAFIA HAS UNTIL 6AM. TO EXECUTE THE PARTICIPANT PERSONALLY.
6. IF TEAM CITIZENS OR TEAM MAFIA WIPES OUT HE OTHER TEAM AND WINS, THE GAME IS OVER. CITIZENS, DOCTORS AND POLICE ARE A TEAM.
ALL THE PARTICIPANT IDENTIFY THE MAFIA AND BEGIN TO VOTE.
Y/n's tears threatened to spill over as she read, her mind still reeling from the emotional turmoil she had experienced moments ago. She couldn't shake off Kyungjun's hurtful actions, no matter how hard she tried.
Just as the weight of the situation seemed to become overwhelming, Junhee and the others suddenly burst into the gym hall. Their intrusion brought a sense of relief, as they questioned what was happening before their eyes.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Junhee's voice was firm, his gaze fixed on Kyungjun. "Don't you think your joke crossed the line? You also bullied a girl. Where is your manners?"
Kyungjun's face contorted with regret and guilt. He realized the gravity of his actions, the pain he had caused Y/n. In that moment, he wished he could turn back time and do things differently.
Hyunho and Donghyun arrived shortly after, their concern evident as they saw the tears in Y/n's eyes. "Are you okay, Y/n?" Hyunho's voice was filled with worry, his gaze gentle yet protective.
Y/n nodded, her voice barely above a whisper, "I... I'll be okay." She couldn't forget the hurt, but in that moment, she found comfort in the presence of her friends.
"I'm just gonna go back to my room" y/n said and rushed out of the gym hall. Kyungjun stared at her, a sinking feeling in his chest. Regret washed over him as he realized the weight of his actions.
He stood there for a moment, unsure of what to do next. The guilt consumed him, and he knew he needed to make things right. With a determined look on his face, he hurried after Y/n, hoping to catch up with her before she disappeared.
Y/n paced back and forth, she couldn't shake off the hurt that she felt from kyungjun actions. As she continued to walk, she felt a presence behind her.
Kyungjun caught up, his voice filled with regret, "Y/n, wait."
Y/n stopped and turned to face him, her eyes still filled with a mix of anger and hurt.
"What do you want, Kyungjun?" Y/n asked. Her voice laced with bitterness. "You invaded my privacy, read my deepest thoughts, maybe it was a mistake liking you in the first place. I can't trust you anymore."
Kyungjun's expression softened, regret etched across his face, "I'm sorry, Y/n," he said, his voice sincere. " I didn't realize the impact of my action until it was too late. I was foolish and thoughtless".
Y/n's heart ached, torn between holding on to her anger and giving Kyungjun a chance to make it right. The silent hung heavy between them, filled with unspoken apologizes.
"I don't know if I can forgive you just yet" y/n finally replied, her voice trembling slightly. "But, i'm willing to listen."
Kyungjun nodded, grateful for the opportunity. " I understand," he said softly. " I will do whatever it takes to make it up to you".
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The sudden realization hit them both, there was still so much to uncover. About the uknown apps that was automatically installed and the mystery old music room, suddenly vanished into thin air which only Y/n knows about that.
Y/n's heart raced with unease as she walked alongside Kyungjun, each step feeling heavier than before.
Junhee and his gang were back, forcing everyone to return to their rooms. "Guys, let's sleep for now," The atmosphere grew tense as the students dispersed, retreating to their assigned quarters. "I'll check again early in the morning tomorrow if the teacher are back."
Suddenly, a voice crackled through the speaker, causing them to jolt upright.
"A minute left to vote," it announced, the words echoing ominously in the hallway.
Y/n and Kyungjun locked eyes, a silent understanding passing between them. They had forgotten about the vote amidst the chaos of the day. Now, with only a minute left, they had to make a decision.
The countdown appeared on their phones, ticking away the precious seconds. Who should they vote for?
Time seemed to slow as Kyungjun's gaze bore into Y/n, waiting for her answer.
"I heard the majority votes for Heoyool," Y/n said, her voice steady despite the uncertainty swirling within her. "So I guess I'll vote for him too."
Kyungjun nodded. Together, they tapped their votes into their phones.
The voice on the speaker announced,
"Voting has ended."
All the students turned their attention towards Hooyeol, expecting him to be declared the mafia.
"I bet he got all the votes. You made this anyway," Eunha chuckled, teasing him.
Hooyeol denied, his voice filled with confusion, "What did I do? Besides, why did you vote for me? Don't make this boring."
Little did they know the truth that awaited Hooyeol. Then, the announcement came :
"Hooyeol, with the most votes, will be executed."
The air grew heavy with tension. At first, some of the students laughed, thinking it was another one of Hooyeol's pranks. But their laughter quickly died down when they realized something was terribly wrong.
Hooyeol's face contorted with pain as he crutched his body down, his hand pressed against his head. The intensity of the pain caused him to let out a scream that echoed through the hallway. Everyone froze, their eyes wide with shock.
Eunchan, unable to believe what he was witnessing, approached Hooyeol cautiously, "Hey, are you acting around? It's boring. Stop it."
But Hooyeol's actions didn't stop. The pain racked his body, intensifying with each passing moment. Fear replaced the initial disbelief on everyone's faces. They can no longer take it as a joke. There's something wrong.
The room fell silent as the students watched in horror. Y/n's heart pounded in her chest as she made eye contact with Hooyeol, the once lively boy now transformed into a vessel of terror. She couldn't look away from his eyes, now devoid of any color, like two empty caves leading into the depths of darkness.
Before anyone could react, Hooyeol hit his head on the floor with a painful thud. Blood splattered on the floor. Everyone screamed, their voices full of horror and disbelief. His friends rushed forward, trying hard to stop him, but their efforts were futile against his incredible strength.
With a languid cry, Hooyeol rose to his feet, he slammed his body against the wall, his head hitting the frame hanging there. The impact caused the picture to shatter, shards of glass cascading to the ground like brutal rain. However, Hooyeol continued, slamming himself against the opposite wall, his body becoming a weapon of destruction.
The spectators were frozen in terror, their screams lost in the chaos unfolding before them. They begged and pleaded for Hooyeol to stop, tears streaming down their faces, but he seemed deaf to their pleas.
In a blur of motion, Hooyeol sprinted down the hallway, all the students dodged to the side to avoid being hit by him. Panic gripped the crowd. Y/n, caught off guard by the sudden commotion, found herself at the center of it all.
In the midst of the chaos, someone's hand reached out and pulled Y/n to the side. As she turned to see who it was, her eyes widened in shock. It was Kyungjun, his face filled with fear and determination.
With a last act of desperation, Hooyeol threw himself towards the nearest window, his body sliding through the broken glass. Time seemed to slow as he plummeted towards the unforgiving ground below. The onlookers, frozen in shock and disbelief, watched as he disappeared from sight, leaving behind only the remains of their shattered lives.
Silence filled the room, Y/n felt a weight in her chest, her mind swirling with a mixture of horror, confusion, and a desperate need for answers. How did things escalate to this point? What darkness has taken over Hooyeol?
Y/n and Kyungjun stood frozen, their eyes locked on the shattered window through which Hooyeol escaped. With shaking hands, Y/n held out a hand to Kyungjun, "We need to calm down," Y/n whispered, their voices barely audible over the commotion." There is something controlling all this."