??? POV
"you know i can't do that" yeeun mumbled, applying her third coat of red lipstick on her already pigmented lips.
i sighed.
"it's sir to you" i growled.
yeeun was clearly taken aback as she shrunk in her seat.
"look, i know i only use you for a few fucks here and there but you have to help me" i spat.
yeeun grunted.
"i'm trying my hardest, okay?! i can't believe i've found you, a psycho, attractive" she muttered the last part.
"what did you say?" i hissed.
"nothing" she quickly replied.
furrowing my eyebrows, i cracked my knuckles.
"i think we should get one of the members of the so-called pact out" i said.
yeeun widened her eyes.
"are you out of your mind?! you know how powerful they are?! they may be 16 just like me but they are more skillful than we think" she boomed.
"well we were able to get kim taehyung, weren't we?"
yeeun paused, then sighed.
"alright, let's do it"
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Chaeyeon's POV
"wAIT STOP DON't CHOOSE MONIKA"
"J U S T M O N I K A"
"sTOP"
we thought hey, let's just have a day to be teenagers instead of fbi agents.
right now we were playing doki doki literature club.
taehyung and jihyun were fighting over who to pick since one of the doki's had to help us with something,
"wAIT WHAT!" jihyun screamed.
"HAHAHA, GO MONIKA!" taehyung exclaimed happily.
the game wouldn't let the cursor choose another character, they only let you choose monika.
"why am i here again?" namjoon asked.
"looks like we are choosing monika" jihyun grunted.
"we all know that fake ass bitch is fucking around with the others" jihyun mumbled under her breath.
taehyung gave a triumphant grin towards jihyun.
"wait, what's happening to natsuki?" jihyun breathed out, gaping at natsuki whose eyes turn black as the music became distorted.
then natsuki's neck snapped and ran to to the screen, scaring us.
"oh jesus" i jumped slightly, not expecting the jumpscare.
"AHHHH" jihyun screamed, waving her arms around, slapping namjoon in the process.
"HEY"
"sORRY BAE"
"i think that's enough doki doki literature club for today" taehyung closed the laptop.
i switched on the tv to see what shows were on.
it was the news, the reporter shuffled her papers.
'today's news, a 16 year old student who goes by the name kim minseok was reportedly been found murdered a few hours ago'
fuck me.
"god damn it" namjoon yelled in frustration.
"b-but" jihyun stuttered.
i was lost in thought, did he seriously kill another student?
'the murderer has not been found and can not be traced as no dna of the individual was found on the body'
"well that helps a lot" taehyung grunted.
'after close investigation, the heart of the minor was missing'
"the fuck?" jihyun frowned.
'the pictures will be shown but they will be heavily graphic, they are not suitable for children so we would ask you to make sure your children are not watching or turn off the program completely'
"oh my god" i gagged.
"they didn't have to- ughh" namjoon looked away.
like what the reporter said, the pictures were very graphic.
his arms were dismembered along with his eyeballs gauged out as blood was smothered on his face.
his mouth was hung upon and his tongue was a prominent black, his jaw hanging off with additional blood dripping down.
his skin had lost all its pigment and had turned a pale purple.
he looked like a zombie.
namjoon switched off the tv immediately.
the dark atmosphere wasn't helping us at all.
we stared silently at the black screen, many thoughts swirling around our heads.
"we have to act fast, he's going on a killing spree" namjoon began.
"but how?" jihyun looked up.
taehyung stared at namjoon.
"i don't know"
the doorbell rang, gaining our attention.
i got up to get it.
it was the mail man.
"i have a package for kim taehyung, kim namjoon, lee jihyun and song chaeyeon"
"oh thank you" i took the package from his hands.
it was heavy, we didn't order anything, did we?
confusion was written all over my face as i walked into the living room.
"what is that" taehyung asked with curiousity.
i shrugged.
"i swear if it's a dick then i'm-"
"jihyun-"
"guys" i groaned.
i unwrapped the package wrapper and stared at the cardboard box.
"um okay" i opened the box and lifted a large glass jar out of it.
"wait what" i shook the jar as i turned it around and screamed.
"woah, woah, woah, what is it?" namjoon patted my back.
i gasped loudly as i shook in fear.
jihyun lifted the jar up and did the same action i did.
"OH MY GOD, HOLY SHIT" jihyun cried, throwing the jar over to namjoon.
namjoon breath hitched as he showed taehyung who had the same reaction.
jihyun began sobbing while my breathing quickened.
'for my lovely chaeyeon, jihyun, taehyung and namjoon'
'give it much love :)'
the contents of the jar was horrifying.
inside was a human heart, floating in bloody water.
there was splatters of blood on the jar, close to drying up.
but not just anyone's heart, oh no.
it was kim minseok's heart.
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there goes my dinner.
i rinse my mouth with water, the foul taste of vomit still lingering in my mouth.
"are you finished?" taehyung knocked on the bathroom door.
i opened the door and looked at him, a pout on my lips.
he frowned.
"come on baby" he slung an arm around my pale figure.
we entered the room, jihyun hid behind her blanket while namjoon looked closely at the jar.
"you're still at it?" taehyung raised an eyebrow.
"unfortunately" namjoon ruffled his already messy hair.
"who sends a jar containing someone's fucking heart to someone as if it was a gift?" namjoon swore.
"it's obviously him" i whispered.
jihyun sighed.
"this is getting too out of hand, putting a stop to this is too challenging" she muttered.
"we can't just stop jihyun, everyone's lives are in danger" i said.
"including ours" i added.
namjoon paused.
"i think we should sleep for now" he picked up his blanket.
"um, not with that thing we aren't" she pointed at the jar.
namjoon got up and put the jar in another room and returned.
"happy?"
"yes, thank you" she blew a kiss at his direction.
namjoon shook his head and looked down, a smile on his face.
"uwu" taehyung cooed at the cute but unsettling scene.
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after the news spread, class was very quiet.
it had the same atmosphere as kunpimook's death.
mr kang wasn't in school today and there was no substitute so we basically had no lessons.
the class president, daon walked into class with a bouqet of flowers in her hands.
we all looked up at her with pale faces.
she was also pale, her hair was slightly messy and her tie was loosely hanging around her collar.
daon was a carefree girl, catering to everyone's needs and was liked by all.
the role was well deserved.
"i don't know what's happening but i'm fucking disgusted" she said, surprising us with her sudden outburst.
daon hardly used profanities so it was a shock that she used them.
"this" she held up the bouqet of flowers.
"i shouldn't be holding these, instead there should be a student sitting right over there" she pointed to the seat at the back.
minseok's seat.
daon sighed.
"please take care of yourselves guys, you never know who will be next"
'you never know who will be next'
she knows.
"please, protect yourselves" she pleaded as she walked back to her seat, her eyes glistening with tears.
we looked back at her.
"what a kind girl, she better not die on us" jihyun said.
we all nodded in agreement
"where could mr kang be anyway?" taehyung did a 360 turn.
"probably banging his side-hoe" jihyun replied.
i snorted.
"poor mrs kang" jihyun shook her head.
"but on a serious note, where is he?" namjoon asked again.
i paused.
flashbacks returned from the day before.
i saw that his hands were slightly bruised.
my eyes widened slightly.
but.
why does he have this hatred towards us?
we aren't bad people, we are just a bunch of students who are just trying to finish their education.
"could" i began.
"mr kang be the man in black?" i asked.
they stared at me silently.
"i-i never thought about that" namjoon uttered.
"and did you hear what daon said earlier?" i boomed.
"you never know who will be next" i mimicked.
"sHE KNOWS, HOLY-" jihyun spat.
"shitake mushrooms" i sighed.
"anyways, i think i have an idea" namjoon spoke up.
"we should follow mr kang around" he finished.
"stalking him? i like it" jihyun hissed.
we all looked at her.
"but won't he be like 'the fuck are these twerps doing' lmao" taehyung laughed.
"did you just say lmao out loud?" jihyun asked.
"yeah"
"the fuck?"
"does anyone know where he lives?" namjoon interrupted.
we all shook our heads.
"wait that was a stupid question" namjoon covered his mouth.
"guess we just have to find out ourselves" jihyun shrugged.
i grinned.
"i have an idea"
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"why are you doing this to me chaeyeon?" taehyung asked.
"because i'm hot, now go" i gave him a light push towards the secretary's office.
you see, taehyung was deemed a prince at our school for his striking visuals.
all the girls and some boys fell in love with him, even teachers did.
and even the secretary.
"here goes" jihyun squealed.
Taehyung's POV
i knocked on the door.
"come in!" i heard the same squeaky and enthusiastic voice ask.
she was in her mid 20's so she wasn't very old for her age but still um no.
i opened the door and stared at the secretary.
i saw that her breath hitched from my presence and that's when i knew this was gonna be a piece of cake.
"hey babe" i greeted in a rough and deep voice.
i almost gagged from saying that.
can i just jump out a window now?
"o-oh kim t-taehyung what c-can i do f-for you?" she asked in a stuttered as she fixed her hair.
"may i know where mr kang's address is, i need to hand in my assignment to him but he isn't here today" i asked.
i know that was a weird question to ask but if it's getting us closer to finding out mr kang's address then i'm in.
"oh sorry taehyung, i can't do that, but~" she took off her glasses and looked at me.
"i can give you mine.." she winked seductively.
"i don't think that's necessary but i can negotiate for mr kang's address" i licked my lips.
she thought about it.
"how about i give you my number?" i looked at her.
she bit her lip.
"alright then, here's his address" she handed me a slip of paper.
it also had her number on it.
tch, pathetic.
"sayonara chingu!" i waved at her and left.
the secretary was unphased with taehyung's goodbye.
she stared at taehyung's back as he left.
a subtle smirk lied upon her face.
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Chaeyeon's POV
taehyung strutted his way out of the office, waving a piece of paper in his right hand.
"bingo!" he shouted.
"oh my god did she actually put her number on it" i snatched the paper from him and laughed.
"no one can resist this face" he winked.
"disgostang" jihyun replied.
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my man's dead, ripperoni :((