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Hey i really like your blog! I had a request.

Mafia Yandere Enhypen reaction to them seeing you for the first time and being obsessed with you .

.*･ﾟʚ ENHYPEN YANDERE REACTION : TO THEM SEEING YOU FOR THE FIRST TIME AND GETTING OBSESSED WITH YOU ɞ.*･ﾟ 

➸ʚ pairing ɞ : enhypenxreader!

➸ʚ genre ɞ : yandere

➸ʚ warning ɞ : mentions of fighting , mafia au , toxic thoughts , yandere behaviour

➸ʚ Disclaimer ɞ : yandera relationship is not good at all and is very toxic . This is all a work of fiction and my imagination . Credits of the GIFs to the owners . None of the members have the same personality or resonate the traits mentioned below .

.꒷꒦. HEESEUNG .꒷꒦.

He saw you at his school . You were a new student. He was in that school because the rivals kid studied there . They thought putting him in a normal school would be a great idea to not put him in danger but well it just made things easier for Heeseung and his gang . He was the least interested when he heard there was a new girl transfree in the school . Everyone was talking about how she looks like an angel . He didn't believe them thinking it would be one more of those caked face attention seeker that he would have to tolerate but you flipped his expectations . When you entered the room and greeted them with a sweet smile he was mesmerized . Something grew upon him . A need to have you . Love at first site ? Cut that it was obsession at first sight . You sat beside him as you were instructed and he started his acting . "Hey I am Heeseung" you smiled and he could swear his heart did a flip "hello Heeseung , I am y/n" ."let's be friends , come sit with me and my friends in lunch" "ohh omg sure" You weren't aware of what had started but Heeseung would make sure you would only be his girl and you would love him the way he does .

.꒷꒦. JAY .꒷꒦.

You were a waitress in his club . This was the first time you were going into the V.I.P room because you were promoted yesterday . Less of a headache for you . You were going to the most expensive room , you were told that it belonged to the owner and he had an meeting today so you had to server him and his "guests" . You had a tray of drinks and you knocked twice before entering . Upon putting a foot inside you were welcomed by a man falling to the ground dead right before your foot . It was a shocking sight for others but what you did was more shocking . You just kicked it aside with a blank face and continued to serve all the alive people in there . Jay watched you with an amused smile as all he could think was how you were gonna be his .

.꒷꒦. JAKE .꒷꒦.

He was sitting in the CCTV room watching how his men were questioning the teen boy who had tears flowing like a waterfall . The boy was his rival's kid and was bought to trap his father . He had heard about his daughter tho . He was told that you were a tought fighter and you would definitely come to save your lovely brother who just got slapped because he kept his moth shut not saying anything against his father . Guess you would live a thousand years coz just then the door was broken and everyone could see a silhouette in a hoodie with two weapons . A knife and a gun in both hands . Jake's bodyguard went to stop you from doing anything when he found the door of the camera room locked . You were smart . Now Jake wanted to see you .But you did it for him . Taking off the hood from your head you shooted both the gaurds right on the head who were interrogating your little brother . He ran to you and you looked straight on the camera caressing his hair , showing the middle finger knowing who was sitting behind it making the bodyguards gasp as to how you knew as it was placed really secretly . Jake was amazed by your skills but more amazed by your beauty and courage . Guess next time it will be you getting kidnaped .

.꒷꒦. SUNGHOON .꒷꒦.

He was in a clothes shop with his bodyguards to buy some new clothes because his were all ruined by the blood from today's mission . He was in the shop with another guy who looked like he was waiting for someone Infront of the changing room . He was selecting some clothes when he heard "tadaaaa" . Being curious he turned around and was met by a breathtaking sight . There you stood with a pink dress , it fitting you perfectly making it look as if it was made just for you . The guy Infront of you exclaimed " babe you look so gorgeous , do you like it ?" Oh so he was your boyfriend "Offcourse I like it , its great for the occation . Let's get this" you looked so adorable while saying this that he had to fight the urge to scoop you in his arms ."haha let's go y/n , you gotta choose my suit too" you smiled "we'll be the best looking couple in her wedding" your boyfriend looked at you with hearts in his eyes which Sunghoon would make sure looked dead enough to satisfy him. Sunghoon knew he was getting obsessed with you but that's just great . You'll only be with him and no one else .

.꒷꒦. SUNOO .꒷꒦.

He was waiting for his friend in a restraunt who said he had some information for him . While going through the menu he heard some guy shouting at a waiter . He looked back two tables to see the commotion . The guy who was shouting was trying to calm down by the help of the girl who probably was girlfriend seeing by the way she was holding him . The guy stated "you try to flirt with her again and I'll show you how to get a ride to hell , get it ? I already told you she is my girlfriend " his words were confirmed . "Babe it's okay let's just eat , alright ?" The girl said and told the waiter to go away . The guy had called the manager to tell him to change the waiter . Whats the big deal with it was what sunoo thought but he knew why the guy was so angry when he saw you . You looked so cute and anyone would want you . Even him . No wonder the waiter flirted but he frowned when he remembered that the guy was your boyfriend . "Who cares" he said smiling telling his bodyguard to get all your information while he planned how to get rid of your boyfriend till his friend came .

.꒷꒦. JUNGWON .꒷꒦.

He just entered a random cafe after he was finished with his mission . He was exhausted and couldn't be bothered by what he was having. He just wanted to eat something and drink coffee . He ordered two chocolate waffles and a latte . He was waiting for his food when he heard a slap sound . He saw where the sound came from and saw two girls and a guy standing in the next table . Looks like it was an argument as one of the girls had just slapped the guy so hard that his face was facing the other direction . Other one was sobbing but tried to stop whosoever was standing there all angry . The girl held the guys collar and yanked him two times . "You motherfucker , I told you to not play with her and you show up with your cheating ass back here when she already told you that you are getting no chances . Stop forcing her or the next time you will lying dead right here " she was raging . Her friend kept a hand on her shoulder after wiping her tears . "Stop it y/n , you shouldn't waste your time on this jerk . Let's go to some other cafe , I'll treat you something " upon hearing it the y/n girl smiled before pushing the guy making way for them to leave as if all this never happened . Jungwon got a look at her and Al he could say was , 'she is perfect' . He knew you both would be the greatest couple . You were gonna be his within a week .

.꒷꒦. NIKI .꒷꒦.

Sunoo had brought him to the clinic after he had a fight with his rival in the school ground . He was too cocky and stated he would take niki's gang down . Niki just showed him that he can't even take him down let alone his whole mafia group . They fought and Niki had several small bruises . Some on his face and some in the upper body but he wasn't in pain . He was satisfied with the fact that his rival looked lifeless after he beat him up just a little . He was forced to treat it because of sunoo so there they were . When a nurse was treating him , he saw you entering with a bruised girl held up by her collar . He knew you . You were the girl everyone feared same way everyone feared him . But this would be his first time seeing you . You looked like a model . Giving no fucks about the girl , you pushed her to a bed and she hissed . You called the nurse . "Treat her " the nurse asked you "what was it this time " you gave her a knowing look saying "this bitch thought its funny if she ruined my locker " Niki looked at the girl seeing how she was the new girl who wouldn't leave him . Ah so nice was what came into his mind . He definitely liked you and was going to get you soon . Be ready y/n , he smirked .

ᶜʰᵃᵖᵗᵉʳ ¹: 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐃𝐎𝐒𝐄 ⋆⁺ ʏᴊᴡ

𝘖𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘴 Y.JW. By 𝙙𝙞𝙢𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩01 (wattpad)

-an 𝙀𝙉𝙃𝙔𝙋𝙀𝙉 fanfic

-𝗦𝘆𝗻𝗼𝗽𝘀𝗶𝘀

Yn believed in logic. Jungwon believed in understanding his emotions. Their friends knew they would get into petty arguments. All in all, they desire a successful university life, away from their past and families. However, when murders appear in the premises of their own school, and the past comes back to meet them, they find a link and team up with their logic and emotions to find out the culprit and resume their normal lives. But, no one guaranteed their safety and their feelings for each other.

Pairing: Yang Jungwon × female reader

Ft. Enha, Le Sserafim, Bangtan, TXT, Newjeans

Smau+ written

⚠️𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜: swearing, murder, obsession, mental disorders +health, suicide, family problems, not all members are good

Do not proceed if you have a problem/sensitivity to any of those topics.

Any locations, characters used in this book do NOT have a relevance to real life. They are purely used for entertainment purposes.

Do not copy my work without my permission.

6.05k words

ᵀᵃᵍˡⁱˢᵗ: ᵒᵖᵉⁿ

< 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩 >

With the first few weeks going by, you had finally grown used to the busy surroundings. The random class timings, the large breaks between classes that stretched for, what seemed like, years.

And of course, the abstruse assignments that were determined to drag people's feet through the mud until their legs snapped.

"These fvcking assignments," Yunjin muttered as you and her both sauntered towards the cafeteria area and towards their well-known corner. It had abou 3 couches huddled around a table, good for a little study session, you figured.

"Hey, they're suppose to help us, Yun. They're not that bad," You said as she plopped onto the soft, grey couches.

For Yunjin, it wasn't a viable answer as she huffed, gripping the paper tightly, enough to create aggravated creases. "We went through this thing in class. Like- what's the need with the extra homework?"

"It's called reinforcement. Something that helps us."

"It is not helping." Yunjin huffed, shoving the paper into her bag rapidly, not caring if it ripped.

You had always known Yunjin would start complaining about classes soon enough- you were surprised it didn't start sooner.

Out of the corner of your eyes, there was a spot of black that focused on you, a glare of light crossing the vision. Addled, you turned to see a glass lens zoom in and out of your face, and immediately, you shot your hand to the intruding object, blocking its view.

"Hello? Consent much?" You said, furrowing your eyebrows to the man standing in front of you. He cheekily smiled, sharp eyes softening at the gesture.

"Why do I need consent to film my two favourite ladies in the world?"

"Jay, please don't say that- sounds like we're in a polygamous relationship," Yunjin gagged, sending a side-eye to the grinning man. Though, you contorted at your friend's astonishing comment.

"That makes it so much worse," You uttered, facing away to your phone in your lap.

Before Yunjin could even accuse you of what passed under your breath, Jay spoke up again. "I mean, doesn't this kind of memory be deserved to be filmed on this fine camera?"

And then, someone grabbed the gadget into their hands, cradling it tentatively.

"It's not even yours. I only asked you to take care of it for me while I was in line," Jungwon said as he gazed at Jay, and went to sit opposite the two girls.

Jay followed, and everyone was lazily leaning back onto the couch, the internal fatigue sinking into their bones.

Jungwon faced Yunjin, still fiddling with the black strap of his camera.

"What were you so angry about?"

Yunjin clicked her tongue, eyes firing up with the same frustration from 5 minutes ago. You could almost laugh, an amused glint in your gaze..

"This stupid assignment. We already went through it in class, what's the need for more work? What a scam, uni is a scam." she grunted as she crossed her arms over each other. Jay laughed and nodded, swiping his hand through his black hair.

"I agree 100%" Jay affirmed to which Jungwon let out a sardonic scoff.

"Yet you dropped out to take what- English literature?" he smirked. Jay blinked, offended.

"You wanted me to continue forensics? Are you mad? I wouldn't survive."

"It's good you left before midterms came up," Jungwon said. At that, Jay wrapped his arm around Jungwon's neck, putting him in a chokehold to which Jungwon smiled lightly.

You and Yunjin watched the awkward action, but it reminded you and her of how close their paths were.

Despite their different personalities, they blended well together to form their secure friendship, brotherhood- whatever people call it.

Whilst those two continued with their fighting, you gazed a little more upwards to a random poster plastered on the wall above the two bickering boys.

Your eyes glazed over the modern logo, one that had a pastel green background and "GoMin" plastered on it; the end of the pine-coloured word seemed to spiral into a swift circle around the name.

Curious, you furrowed your eyebrows at the paper, tilting your head slightly. A sense of familiarity pulled at your nerves, but the more you dug through your hazy memories, the more your thoughts became stubborn, refusing to actually recognise where you had seen it. You must have seen it somewhere- otherwise, you wouldn't be pondering on the same thought.

Pursing your lips, you stared.

Yunjin glanced at her friend and then touched your shoulder to shake you to which you flinched and gazed at Yunjin.

"You good...?" Yunjin inquired, tentative.

You nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine."

Though, you found your eyes pulled back to the poster; Yunjin followed your gaze and spotted the advert on the wall.

"Ah- the poster! I've seen like 3 this morning," Yunjin said, turning back to you. Confused, you hummed in response, crossing your arms, thoughts clustering together.

"What's with all their promotion? GoMin? What even is that?" Your voice had caught attention of the two playful boys who had halted and looked at you. With a quick glance, they scanned the poster behind them and Jungwon faced you.

"Apparantly, its a charity thing."

Jay turned now, tilting his head. "So, like fundraising?"

"What are we possibly fundraising for?" Yunjin spoke up, eyes flickering back to the poster. Jungwon pondered, eyes clouded with thoughts, but he just shrugged.

"I don't have a clue to be honest," he responded. He pulled his bag to grab something.

You shifted in your seat, cheeks puffing up before deflating in your seat.

"I mean, our tutors would tell us, right? And who even is GoMin?" You asked, to which everyone stayed silent.

"God knows," Yunjin said, now looking at her fingers as she picked on it. You still stared and then someone called your name from behind, a light and sweet voice.

"Yn!"

You turned around to see the familiar strawberry blonde sauntering up to you, eyes gleaming as he saw you. Smiling, you waved and gestured for him to come over.

"Hey, Sunoo," You greeted and everyone else said hi as well. Sunoo waved and smiled at them before coming to sit next to you. Plopping down onto the sofa, he sighed.

"How is everyone?"

Everyone kind of groaned in response, not really giving a word to describe their utterly exciting day (sarcastic of course). You frowned slightly.

"You should've seen the homework we got today...-Oh, by the way, I picked up the assignment for you... and a few other notes..." you said, digging into your backpack to pull out a few resources.

You heard Sunoo thank you. He was always busy with something, or he was sick most of the times. Well- you assumed that was the root of why he wasn't coming in so frequently.

You gathered the papers and handed it to Sunoo, to which he smiled graciously.

"Thanks..."

"What's keeping you so busy?" You asked and everyone listened as well, glancing at Sunoo with curious expressions.

He adjusted his papers as he replied with a skittish look in his gaze. "I actually got an internship-."

"Wait- seriously!?" Yunjin interrupted, eyes widening as she perked up.

You had the same internal reaction: internships were already hard and something that you preferred to do after working your butt off in uni. You always thought there were less hurdles that way- but Sunoo taking one whilst in 1st year was definitely a brave decision to take.

"And they took you in? That's amazing!" You squealed, nudging his shoulder softly.

"I know- I was equally as surprised but I was already looking for one anyway. I emailed them and they emailed me back a few weeks ago. Hence, my absences. Sorry about that."

Jay spoke up now. "What company- for who?"

"GoMin- Oh, their poster!" Sunoo exclaimed, pointing to the poster that you discovered a few minutes back. He smiled and Yunjin turned to him again.

"So you know what GoMin does, right? What is it?" Yunjin asked. It seemed everyone was tuning in now.

"It's a kind of charity company that distributes school and educational supplies to many different school in supply for money or popularity. Kind of like that I guess. I mean, they told me they're sponsoring our school and we have to throw a fundraiser and everything." he explained, eyes staring off into the distance as if to remember every detail.

"So... like a festival?" You interjected. Sunoo shrugged and nodded.

"Yeah, like that."

"Seems a little over-the-top," Jungwon muttered, peeling back the wrapper of the muffin he was eating. His eyes were focused on the snack in front of him. Sunoo shrugs, ignoring Jungwon's comment.

"I mean, it helps with the school's popularity. I guess they should do it," You said. Jungwon glances at you.

"I mean, this school is popular anyway, they must've been offered something if they agreed to this." Jungwon ate his muffin, looking at you from his snack. His brown eyes gazed and then he looked away.

You crossed your arms.

"Money is everything I guess, you can't stop that," you interjected again. Jungwon rolled his eyes, eating his muffin. You knew he wasn't serious as you leaned back on the couch.

Yunjin cleared her throat and looked at Sunoo. "Well, congratulations, anyway!"

Sunoo nodded and thanked her, eyes creasing into a crescent. He had the moon in his eyes and they shined through every emotion he had. And then, Sunoo frowned a little, his hand coming to his head slightly, massaging his temples. You glanced as everyone went back to their own thing.

"You okay, Sun?"

Sunoo chuckled in gratitude, nodding as he picked up his bag and brought out a white bottle. Concern pricked you ever so slightly as you narrowed your eyes at the bottle.

Hastily, he opened it and brought out a white pill. Then, he noticed your worried eyes and he laughed it off, waving his hand dismissively.

"Don't worry, I'm not overdosing or anything. Just something to help me feel less anxious," he said, getting his water bottle. You nodded, but you still couldn't help but follow his actions with your eyes.

"You have anxiety? I could never tell," You said to him. Sunoo chuckled again, amused.

"That means they're working."

Scoffing, you smiled a little. "Yeah, don't overdose, Sun. I don't want to be your therapist if you accidentally... you know.." You gestured to him, joking. He nodded, gulping down the pill.

"I don't think I would be so clumsy."

Then, their conversation was cut short when Jay yelled in triumph, a thin smile on his face as he smirked at Jungwon. The grumpy cat threw his head back in frustration, annoyance igniting in his eyes as he glared at Jay.

"I win in rock, paper, scissors and 21 days-."

"One more game!" Jungwon interrupted tenaciously, narrowing his gaze at the older one. You and Yunjin laughed under your breaths as Jay shook his head, mischief in his expression.

"Nah, you agreed you would do the dare! No more chances, you already had one," Jay said, clapping his hands as he smiled. Jungwon's lips twitched before he looked at you and Yunjin. In confusion, they just waited for Jungwon to speak.

He fiddled with the sleeves of his hoodie, swiping his hair back slightly.

"Fine..." Jungwon huffed, crossing his arms as gloominess clouded his expression.

"I'm going to dinner, and I'm inviting you. Would you like to go, I'll pay," Jungwon asked, the dagger of irritation poking in every few syllables.

You looked at Yunjin and you guys both smirked. Both of you knew you could never close the gate to anyone offering free food, so you two glaced back at Jungwon. A look of dread washed over his face.

"Of course we would!" You said.

"Obviously, it must be a nice resturant."

"He can't take us to a shitty resturant out of spite-."

"That wouldn't be surprising-" Yunjin was cut off when Jungwon cleared his throat, looking at the pair with a gloomy cloud over his head, threatening to rain on his head.

"I take that as a yes?"

"Of course. It's free food!" You said, tilting your head. You then, turned to Sunoo, who was watching the conversation go down.

"You wanna tag along and drain his card?" You asked, gesturing to Jungwon. He chuckled and shook his head, and in the corner of your eyes, Jungwon deflate dhis shoulders in relief.

"No, with all this work to catch up on, I have to pass... sorry, guys," He said, pouting a little.

"Meh, it's fine, I think Jungwon would die if another person tagged along," Jay interjected, playfully nudging his shoulder hard against Jungwon. The other boy slowly turned to glare at the older one, and Jay pinched his cheek. Jungwon winced, slapping his hand away softly.

"Then, it's settled! What time? It has to be dinner, right?" Yunjin exclaimed, eyes sparkling with anticipation. Jungwon's gaze flickered around the cafeteria, uneasy.

"I don't know, we could go to one in town...?" He muttered, looking down at his sleeves slightly. Jay hummed in response.

"Easy and cheap... I want to drain your card, though..."

Jungwon glared again.

"Chill, hyung. Quality over quanitity," Jungwon said. Scoffing, Jay crossed his arms.

"Not in this case-." Jay couldnt finish his sentence before Jungwon nudged him in the ribs. Pain briefly sweeps over Jay before he starts smiling and looking at both the girls.

"Dinner time is perfect. So like, seven-ish?" Yunjin suggests, perking up at the future plans. Jay nodded and looked to jungwon for approval. The younger boy shrugged and nodded.

"Fine with me- wait, am I driving as well?" Jungwon asked, narrowing his eyes at everyone. Jay kind of was silent before he smiled sheepishly.

"I mean... yeah..."

"Bruh, you said I would pay for dinner, not be your slave!" Jungwon retorted, crossing his arms, a gleam of apprehension shining in his expression for a second.

Jay put an across his shoulders, sighing dramatically.

"It's the sacrifice. You're doing good deeds," Jay explained. You kind of giggled at that.

"I didn't realise all of you guys were charity," he said, looking at all of them, seeing their faces sparkle with amusement. You chuckled.

"Don't throw a tantrum, Won, you lost the game-."

"Okay fine- you guys are greedy as hell." Jungwon smirked as he scoffed. Everyone shrugged and smiled.

"I mean, living as a uni student is hard," You said, pouting slightly. Jungwon saw the expression and he smirked smugly.

"Don't you work?" Jungwon crossed his arms, throwing back a remark. You gave a look of disbelief.

"Which I pay bills with, Jungwon. Me and Yunjin both pay for the rent," You explained, looking at your withered, green nails. Yunjin kind of agreed (even though Yunjin was rich as heck).

"That's not my question- you still work so, I don't know why you think you can drain my money," he said, looking at his sleeves, tugging them downwards. Shrugging, you just smiled with a gleam of mischief.

"Just because, you know. Pissing you off is kind of funny," You replied and Jay nodded in agreement, determined to ignite Jungowns silent fire more.

"I agree- like, look you're already growing red from anger. Your ears are red!" Jay exclaimed. Everyone snickered a little and Jungwon thrusted the hoodie over his head, making sure to curtain his ears with a little frown on his lips.

And then, he muttered something like, "My ears are not red."

Yunjin scoffed and then directed her attention to her phone. Then, a sigh.

"You have psychology, don't you, Yn? Pfft, good luck," she said, glancing at you.

You, in fact, had psychology and it almost felt like a wave of depressions washed over your head and was drowning you before entering the classroom- you hadn't even left the cafeteria. A twinge of annoyance crossed your face.

"Unfortunately..."

And Jay turned to Jungwon. "You have film- how fun."

Jungwon nodded and carefully picked up his camera, that was resting in his bag, smoothing his finger over the delicate surface.

"It's better than psych." Jungwon stood and so did you, hearing his little comment. But then again, you couldn't dig for a remark because, deep down, you knew that film could possibly be better than psych... in maybe every aspect.

Everyone stood, including Sunoo as the lecture time was approaching. Once you didn't reply, Jungwon smirked and looked at you, walking to the main hallway.

"Have fun at you psych lesson," Jungwon said, walking ahead of you and Yunjin.

With a petty smile, you walked closer to him.

"Thank you so much. Oh- and by the way, thank you again for agreeing to treat us to dinner," you said, hand tugging on his blue hoodie and ruffling his hair. It made Jungwon recoil as he scowled at you, not liking his hair unkempt.

You chuckled, making a smug face. Approaching the door, you was about to go through after Jungwon, until your body unexpectedly slammed into the door; you retreated with embarrassment flooding your face and a sting of pain springing in your left arm.

Shooting your gaze to Jungwon through the glass doors, there was the smallest smug grin. Yunjin laughed behind you.

You was about to burst the door open and lunge after, except an older man had opened it for you, his hairs greying and a frail stubble on his chin. He had a straight face and his attire was a blue jumpsuit. His brown eyes shone at her gently as he slowly smiled.

Your anger freeze as you smiled and bowed to him, seeing the 'Janitor' tag. "Thank you..."

The man smiled tenderly and you was off again, racing to psych class as Jungwon had already run with the wind and dissapeared.

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Even after class, you were still a bit energetic since the idea of free food made your fatigue fade. You were picking out outfits and Yunjin was brushing her strawberry blonde locks, scanning her reflection with scrutiny. She pouted a little and you laughed slightly.

"You're duck, you know?" You said, picking out a sweater. Yunjin snickered, stretching the brush through her straight hair.

"I prefer dumpling- they're just juicy like that."

"Yeah, no one's calling you that," You said, getting changed.

When a car beeped in front of the apartment, you ushered Yunjin out, entering the cold and sharp wind. March was a pretty icy month in Korea and you snuggled into the padded jacket, the serene evening sky returning to the world. Yunjin got into the back with Jay, and you had no choice but to sit at the passenger seat.

The car interior was warm and you shivered, skin stinging at the sudden heat.

"Thank you so much, Jungwon for driving us."

Jungwon sighed, his fingers finding its way to pinch a strand of your loose hair and tugging. You winced, glaring at him.

"Hello??" You exclaimed, hearing Jay and Yunjin snicker. Jungwon just smirked a little.

"I'm the driver, don't complain," He said, setting the car off and the vehicle started moving. You just rubbed your scalp slightly, cheeks flushing in embarrassment.

Everyone watched the road, sitting in silence for a few minutes. And then Jay sighed, his eyes glued to the road, not taking it off for a second or a blink.

"I may have been in your car so many times, but please don't crash," Jay said, exasperated. You chuckled leaning your elbow on the car window as Jungwon flickered his eyes in the rear view mirror and sending a glare to Jay.

"If I crash, I would've done it by now." Jungwon turned the steering wheel, the car swerving softly.

"Give him some slack, Jay, he is completing a dare right now," Yunjin sighed, the fake concern reaching her voice as the three of them laughed.

"Guys, I'm not joking, I can kick all of you out and leave you on the road," Jungwon muttered, pulling up his hoodie sleeves halfway up the forearm. You took a glance and then quickly looked back at the road, seeing the bustling town life come into view.

The conversation continued with snarky jokes and talks about classes. And of course, they all made fun of you and your psychology class, taunting your desolate situation. Rolling your eyes, you smiled in amusement.

"You know you want to agree with us, Yn," Jay said, leaning towards you from the back seat, trying his hardest to break your unbothered shell. You waved him off, keeping your stoic mask on.

"I mean, it's much better than English Literature..." you said, turning to glance at Jay with a sharp look. He put his hands up in defense and then he suddenly clapped his hands, announcing something.

"Okay- English time, guys- let's go!" Jay said, and everyone kind of groaned in response.

"Yunjin, you're American, why are you mad about speaking English?" Jay inquired, raising an eyebrow.

"Still takes a lot of mental effort, you know," she muttered, grumbling a little.

You scoffed, trying to turn to your friend. "What mental effort-."

Before you could even finish the sentence, Yunjin reached over the seat and also pulled your hair making your scalp sting. You winced and slapped Yunjin's hand.

"Do you guys have some kind of obsession with pulling my hair...?" You murmured, rubbing your head. Yunjin was also rubbing the sore spot on her hand, pouting.

"And you slap people a lot."

"No- what? I don't--."

"Okay, we're here," Jungwon said, swerving smoothly into a parking space, and making the two girls shut up. He finally turned off the engine and everyone clicked off the seat belts, stepping into the sharp, cold wind.

You shivered, lips already chapped and dried out.

"Shit, it's cold," You cursed, hugging your coat tighter. Yunjin agreed before they all walked down the lively street, weaving through the crowd. The lights were still blaring, alive and intruding into people's sights.

The street had a comfortable wave of conversations, the volume adding to the night-life ambience. All 4 of them walked by each other, trying to find a diner to eat and drink.

Despite the cold weather, everyone felt somewhat warm from the hearty atmosphere. And they soon arrived to the diner- one that Jay pointed to and was convinced had the best soju ever.

Jungwon grumbled because he knew he couldn't have it since he just had to drive everyone there.

Once entering, the warm air flooded over them, a server diligently coming to them and leading them to a clean table. The walls were dark, a rich purple and red with warm lights hanging low over the booths.

They all seated themselves in the booth and you snatched the tablet to get the menu up, eyes fixtated on all the possible options to drain Jungwon's card.

"This place is actually nice, Jay," You said, shrugging as your eyes scanned over the choices on the screen. Yunjin huddled next to you, looking as well.

And Jay chuckled.

"Never underestimate my recommendations. I'm at least that good."

Jungwon just smiled lightly, scoffing.

"You took forensics- I don't think we should ever trust your first decisions..." Jungwon trailed off, crossing his arms, amusement on his face.

Jay just nudged his head softly and Jungwon grumbled again.

You and Yunjin tapped on their orders, muttering amongst yourselvesa.

"Okay, but I'm craving tteokbeokki," You said, pointing to the option. With a growling stomach you were about to tap on it, but Yunjin moved it, scrolling.

"But dumplings though..."

"Yun, come on- get tteokbeokki."

"I don't know- it's just so... basic."

You sent daggers to Yunjin. "And dumplings isn't?"

Yunjin had a playfully offended expression.

"Of course not-."

"Let's just get both..." You stopped her, looking at Yunjin in the eye and the same gleam crossed over each other. And then, you both nodded and tapped on both.

"Jungwon is paying so I don't really care," Yunjin whispered discreetly.

"Okay, but I need rice- or a main meal-."

"Damn, are you guys done yet?" Jungwon said from opposite. You looked up briefly with a sheepish eye and then looked down again.

"I don't want to order random shit," You remarked, scrolling.

"It would still taste good, though?"

"Just be patient, Jungwon," You snapped a little and Jungwon rolled his eyes, leaning back onto the back of the seat and crossing his arms.

Gradually, you and Yunjin ordered and gave the tablet to them and Jay took it as he now ventured the page with Jungwon.

The mumbled conversation in the back and the low lights gave you a sense of relaxation. You enjoyed this part of uni life- of being away from your dad, from his protective blanket. Perhaps, the study part could wait in the back of your head for a little. Looking at the computer for 2 hours straight definitely caused your back to bolt into such stiffeness...

Once everyone ordered, they put the tablet down and the soju came on the table, the green bottles clinking among the murmuring. The petite glasses were also situated near the green bottles. Before you and Yunjin could open one, Jay held them back, a dramatic gaze in his eyes.

"We can't do it just yet," Jay said, voice sharp as he stared at the bottles. You sighed and Yunjin gave a bored look.

Jungwon shook his head, knowing where Jay was going with this.

"Are you going to actually try?" Jungwon asked, raising his eyebrows.

"Of course I will, why wouldn't I?" Jay said before swiping a bottle and gripping it, his eyes set on the green glass.

Everyone seemed to sigh as Jay flipped the bottle upside down, making the liquid spin inside as he did a rush of actions before turning it the tight way up, and presented it to everyone.

Jay hoped it would work as he stared inside the bottle and saw a weak swirl inside.

Everyone stared in silence before Jungwon couldn't help but chuckle lowly.

"All of that for nothing?" Jungwon laughed, holding his stomach. Jay blinked, flustered as he clutched the bottle.

"It's not like it didn't work..." Jay muttered, embarrassment shining in his face.

"It was the bare minimum, Jay." Yunjin laughed after, amused. You chuckled as well and Jay had his ears flooding red and he scoffed.

"As if you guys could do better?" Jay spat at them, prying the lid open and grabbing the shot glass and lazily pouring them over the edges.

Jungwon scoffed. "If I wasn't driving, I would do it."

"Oh please, you're not going to drink it, just do the tornado thing- go on, do it," Jay urged, challenging Jungwon as he put his glass down, grabbing a shot glass.

With a sharp gaze, Jungwon took another green bottle and he inhaled deeply, eyes focused as if he was manifesting something. Everyone held their breaths, fixating their eyes on the hopeful action.

Jungwon flipped the bottle swiftly- a bit too much as the slippery glass slipped out of his hand and thunked to the table.

He yelped, his reflexes catching it before it could smash. Everyone gaped.

"That was close, gosh, Jungwon. We didn't want you to break the bottle..." You said, apprehensive.

"Yeah, bro, what are you doing?!" Jay exclaimed, grabbing the bottle from Jungwon as if he would break the drink if he moved an inch.

"You haven't even drunk and you're already dropping things," You muttered, smirking. Jungwon scratched tugged at his sleeves as he looked at the glass being taken away.

"Oops."

Next, Yunjin tried to do it, her hand diligently flipping the bottle and swirling it with a force. And then, she forced it back up and everyone stared in awe as there was an actual swirl present. You clapped a little and nodded in satisfaction, eyes igniting with pride.

"It worked better than those two over there," You said, gesturing to the two boys.

Scoffing, Jungwon grabbed a bottle and shoved it to you, to which you stared at it quizzically.

"Go on, do it yourself," Jungwon urged, chin tipped up in smugness.

"Fine."

You had to be strategic with this. Do it at the right timing, the right amount of force and the velocity had to just be exactly correct for the tornado to actually happen within the liquid-

"Yn, what are you doing?" Yunjin nudged you. Momentarily, you glanced at Yunjin before looking back at the green bottle.

You did the same motion as everyone else, flipping it upside down and then doing the little spin with your hands before flipping it back up forcefully and- behold, there was actually a swirl digging into the drink. You grinned at the two boys, who stared with spite. You were actually shocked at yourself to be honest.

"You guys are idiots," You interjected as Yunjin nodded and laughed.

"Shut up," they both chorused, a flash of embarrassment crossing over their faces.

Soon, the food came and everyone had done a few shots, giggling and talking. Jungwon had restrained a drink from his lips even if he urged to have one and join in. Though, he distracted it with the tteokbeokki, taking it from your side.

Seeing food being stolen, you struck your chopsticks at his making him drop it on the table.

"Yn, what the hell? Let me it eat," he said, grumbling as he quickly grabbed it and ate it. You frowned, allowing him before taking the small glass and drinking the soju.

You couldn't exactly be annoyed at him since he was sacrificing his fuel to take everyone out.

The night was filled Yunjin and Jay speaking in English and switching the languages. Jungwon had tried hard to listen, but with his eyebrows dug deep into his face, he gave up and shrugged. You understood bits and pieces and you continued to finish the meal.

And it was like university wasn't a thing to the four of them, and it dissipated within a second.

In their own little bubble, about 2 hours passed by and it was 8:15 PM when they all devoured the food, not wasting any of it. Yunjin suddenly exclaimed, eyes wide with distress.

"I didn't take pictures- oh my gosh?"

You groaned, glaring at Yunjin because you also wanted to capture the memory but their hunger had consumed them before the aesthetic.

"You didn't take pictures?"

Yunjin shook her head, agitated as she scrolled through her phone in the gallery. "Nope, I only got Jay holding the soju bottle... ugh, I'm not posting that to insta."

Jay threw a look of offence, scowling. "What do you mean you can't?"

"You look high," Yunjin muttered, her eyes glued to her phone. You laughed, head a little bit dazed.

"No, wait, send it to me," You said, huddling next to Yunjin. The two girls giggled as Jay scowled and went back to finishing the last bit of his drink.

And then, you sat straight, an idea popping into you mind. You gazed at everyone.

"Who wants dessert?" You asked. The 3 of them looked with interest in their expression, and then Jungwon spoke.

"I'm not driving there." He crosses his arms stubbornly. You had a little gleam of annoyance in your eyes.

"Oh come on, it's, like, 10 minutes from here- you won't even realise you drove there," you said, pouting. You couldn't tell if you were a little bite dazed from the alcohol, but you were determined to get your hands on something sweet.

Jungwon simply stared at the pouty lips and the glare, and he looked away to Jay, who was also quite keen of the idea. With eyes sparkling at Jungwon, Jay blinked.

"Oh come on, Jungwon, don't be so grumpy," Jay said, leaning to him, eyes fluttering. Jungwon sighed, crossing his arms and turning his head to the other direction, away from their tenacious gazes.

Jay scowled, nudging Jungwon.

"Bro, what's the big deal?" Jay asked. The latter just huffed, annoyance painted on his face, bleeding strongly through his expression.

"Oh come on, don't you want gelato or something," You urged, trying to crack that stubborn exterior.

His gaze flickered, as if tempted to give in to that, but he rolled his eyes. "Nah, I'm good."

"Bro, rock, paper, scissors, let's go!" Jay exclaimed, bringing his hand out to set that battle up. You and Yunjin watched in anticipation as Jungwon warily glanced at his hand formed in a fist.

Jungwon really didn't want to- this was a trap, a very meticulous trap that he was slowly walking into...

"For the gelato."

"For the strawberry with chocolate," you interjected.

"For the bingsu," Yunjin said.

And from these attacks, he sighed as he uncrossed his arms, a look of defeat in his eyes.

"Fine."

You jolt in your seat ever so suddenly, staring at Jungwon in the darkness of the car. Startled, Jungwon stops the car momentarily, looking in the side mirrors and staring back at the ambiguity of the road behind them.

He wasn't that careless to not move out of the way of something on this type of isolated road. Now that the car jumped, he couldn't help but keep staring behind him.

Anxiety slightly pinched Jungwon's spine as he sighed. The other three stayed in silence, trying to formulate their thoughts.

"Um.. what was that?" Yunjin asked quietly, a slight shake in her voice. You looked in the other door mirror.

"I don't... see anything..." You mumbled slowly. It was as if the shakiness was contagious because now you couldn't stop the shake creeping into your tone.

"We should go check it, just quickly," Jungwon said, gazing over at you. Your eyes widened.

"Me?"

"Yes, you. Who else," Jungwon muttered, clicking the seatbelt off.

"I don't know, maybe Jay?"

"Shut up, and come with me." Jungwon huffed as he opened the car door, the swift breeze chilling your bones. You couldn't even bite back with a response and, exasperated, you opened the door and walked out before closing the car door.

The wind passed by her and you shivered, walking slowly to the rear of the car with Jungwon. The night sky blanketed your vision, the car engine rumbling into their ears.

No one was saying it but their spines ran with uneasiness, quiet breaths from both as they approached whatever they ran over.

At first, from the car's red lights, you couldn't make it out. It seemed dull and lumpy, and you moved closer with Jungwon.

"What is it...?" Jungwon mumbled to himself but you could hear every word. You ignored the way your muscles bolted into place and walked closer.

Looked like a speed bump, but it wasn't even in the appropriate place to even resemble one.

"Yn, hold on," Jungwon said, a hand wrapping around your arm gently tugging you back. You sensed his anxiety and couldn't help but let the feeling flood your senses as well; you shakily crept more.

With a hand still on your arm, you forced herself to go to it and it wasn't a speed bump.

Seemed like a black bag- a long one.

This time, Jungwon inched closer, bending to it and finally a stench hit his nose as he scrunched his face up. He cleared his throat a little, trying to comfort himself.

"What the hell...?"

You bent down next to him, the air chilling you more as you tugged at what seemed like a zipper on the black lump. Your breath was caught in your throat, but you forced your lungs to relax, inhaling and exhaling.

The stench hit you now as you cleared your throat, and Jungwon peered at the thing as well.

Gently pulling, you revealed a bloody mess of someone's face, eyes wide and void of life- as if he had no light. His neck having a clean cut line that coloured him scarlet over his dead flesh. And the skin seemed so purple, pale and red- veins cut messily and the dried blood explained the awful stench

And you both screamed, losing footing as you and him stumbled away.

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A/n: oops first chapter

... don't be a silent reader 🫶🏽

~Naddi

𝐍𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ᯓ★ ⋆⁺₊ ☾ ⋆⁺₊⋆ ☁︎

ᯓ★ 𐙚

☰ 𝖱𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗂𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 : 𝑬𝒏𝒉𝒚𝒑𝒆𝒏 ౨ৎ ⋆｡˚

Welcome to the place where I lose my thoughts on Enhypen ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ ➶

⊹♡♫₊˚.🎧 /★*☆♪

☰ 𝐎𝐓𝟕 𐙚

౨ৎ ⋆｡˚𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

ᴺ/ᵃ

---✄┈┈┈┈

(・。・)

𝐋𝐄𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐆 (이희승) ✩｡🎀

₊˚⊹♡ 𝐒𝐦𝐚𝐮+ 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬:

ᴺ/ᵃ

---✄┈┈┈┈

₊⋆ ☁︎ 𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬/𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬/𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬:

ᴺ/ᵃ

---✄┈┈┈┈

₊˚⊹♡ 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

ᴺ/ᵃ

---✄┈┈┈┈

ʚɞ 𝐎𝐧𝐞-𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬:

ᴺ/ᵃ

---✄┈┈┈┈

(￣ー￣)ｂ

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐉𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐆 (박종성)⊹♡♫₊˚.

₊˚⊹♡ 𝐒𝐦𝐚𝐮+ 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬:

ᴺ/ᵃ

---✄┈┈┈┈

₊⋆ ☁︎ 𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬/𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬/𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬:

╰┈➤ Safe

● In which you try and break up with your boyfriend. But will he let you?

---✄┈┈┈┈

₊˚⊹♡ 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

ᴺ/ᵃ

---✄┈┈┈┈

ʚɞ 𝐎𝐧𝐞-𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬:

ᴺ/ᵃ

---✄┈┈┈┈

d=(^o^)=b

𝐒𝐈𝐌 𝐉𝐀𝐄𝐘𝐔𝐍 (심재윤)♫₊˚.🎧

₊˚⊹♡ 𝐒𝐦𝐚𝐮+ 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬:

ᴺ/ᵃ

---✄┈┈┈┈

₊⋆ ☁︎ 𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬/𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬/𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬:

ᴺ/ᵃ.

---✄┈┈┈┈

₊˚⊹♡ 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

ᴺ/ᵃ

---✄┈┈┈┈

ʚɞ 𝐎𝐧𝐞-𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬:

ᴺ/ᵃ

---✄┈┈┈┈

(*￣ー￣)

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐍 (박성훈)⊹♡♫₊

₊˚⊹♡ 𝐒𝐦𝐚𝐮+ 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬:

ᴺ/ᵃ

---✄┈┈┈┈

₊⋆ ☁︎ 𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬/𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬/𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬:

ᴺ/ᵃ.

---✄┈┈┈┈

₊˚⊹♡ 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

ᴺ/ᵃ

---✄┈┈┈┈

ʚɞ 𝐎𝐧𝐞-𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬:

ᴺ/ᵃ

---✄┈┈┈┈

(＾◇＾)

𝐊𝐈𝐌 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐎𝐎 (김서누) ✩｡🎀

₊˚⊹♡ 𝐒𝐦𝐚𝐮+ 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬:

ᴺ/ᵃ

---✄┈┈┈┈

₊⋆ ☁︎ 𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬/𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬/𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬:

⤷Scrapbook Love

•where you try and give your bf the best gift you could muster for his birthday

---✄┈┈┈┈

₊˚⊹♡ 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

ᴺ/ᵃ

---✄┈┈┈┈

.. ʚɞ 𝐎𝐧𝐞-𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬:

ᴺ/ᵃ

---✄┈┈┈┈

(o^－^o)

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐆 𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐖𝐎𝐍 (양정원)♡♫｡🎀

₊˚⊹♡ 𝐒𝐦𝐚𝐮+ 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬:

╰┈➤ Opposites

● in which you try to survive your uni life with Yang Jungwon, only to group up to find out the mysterious murderer going around campus

---✄┈┈┈┈

₊⋆ ☁︎ 𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬/𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬/𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬:

ᴺ/ᵃ

--- ✄┈┈┈┈

₊˚⊹♡ 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

ᴺ/ᵃ

--- ✄┈┈┈┈

ʚɞ 𝐎𝐧𝐞-𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬:

ᴺ/ᵃ

---✄┈┈┈┈

(^-^)/

𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐔𝐑𝐀 𝐑𝐈𝐊𝐈 (西村力)₊˚.🎧 ✩

₊˚⊹♡ 𝐒𝐦𝐚𝐮+ 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬:

ᴺ/ᵃ

---✄┈┈┈┈

₊⋆ ☁︎ 𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬/𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬/𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬:

ᴺ/ᵃ

---✄┈┈┈┈

₊˚⊹♡ 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

ᴺ/ᵃ

---✄┈┈┈┈

ʚɞ 𝐎𝐧𝐞-𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬:

ᴺ/ᵃ

---✄┈┈┈┈

⊹♡♫₊˚.🎧 ✩｡🎀

A little, sneaky teaser 🤭🤭‼️

(I acc need to work on my updates, what is wrong with me 😭 I just need to edit it lol)

𝐒𝐀𝐅𝐄 •·.·`¯·.·•

Synopsis: where you try and break up with your boyfriend.

Warnings: toxic bf (boo), guns, yandere!Jay.

•·.¯°º¤◆¤º•°

"I JUST WANT TO TALK."

When he said that, you froze up and anxiety lurched at your stomach. You're standing in his modern office like a statue. You're just frozen.

Jay gives a quizzical look and he fixed his blazer. You don't miss the outline of the gun hiding in the belt of his trousers. Your breath stops for a minute.

“Look at me,” He commands sternly, and you do. You try to hide the subtle shake of your hands and your flickering gaze, but you're afraid he caught on.

“Sit, baby. I just want to talk.” Jay sighed, leaning back against his chair. The only thing that convinces you to do so is the thick desk between you and him; it managed to give you a weak sense of security.

With a slow movement, you sat, and he poked the inside of his cheek.

You don't have the privilege of even thinking straight right now. Since when were you so afraid of your boyfriend?

Was it when he nearly bruised your wrist the other day because you gave attitude.

Or was it when he confiscated your phone because you were on it ‘too much'?

What was it?

Or was it when he confessed for the first time, eyes glittering with expectancy you never wanted to meet.

“I was looking through your phone, you know?” Jay started, opening a drawer and digging into it. You kept silent, biting your inner cheek.

“And, I've discovered something quite interesting. It's quite a shock, really..”

You don't want him to continue. You can already feel the condescending words about to prick you.

“But apparently, you want to-" he chuckled in a hollow manner.”-break up with me?”

There it was- the sound of your heart sinking, thoughts crashing over each other. Your gaze falls to your lap. Okay- now you regret even texting such words. Not because you feel remorse or guilt of saying them, but because you regret even texting such traceable words.

Unpredictable he was.

“Did I say you could look at your fvcking lap?”

With a swift motion, you glanced up at him, swallowing hard.

“Care to explain, love? These diabolical texts to your friend?” He carelessly slid the phone across the table, showing your recent messages with Minji. You have nothing to say, your eyes fixed on the cracked screen, anxiety simmering slowly at your guts.

Your thoughts formulate something to say, something that could please him, but you find nothing but the dirt of the truth.

Silence.

“Are you going to explain or-.”

“it's true,” you cut him off softly. You looked up from the phone to see his glower, his frown.

“I want to break up. I've wanted to do it for a few weeks now..” you trailed off, staring at him straight in the eye.

Jay blinked, tilting his head as he nodded, as if he understood. Though, you knew his buried feelings were igniting right now.

“Why? I give you my love, gifts, I let you even talk to your friend,” Jay listed, voice growing louder each time. You swallowed hard again, eyes flickering to the desk.

“I just need space.”

“Space? Space, did you say?” Jay stood instantly but he walked to you slowly, as if to agonise you. It was working because you flinched, breath escaping in short circuits.

“I'm your boyfriend, Yn. Since when do lovers need space from each other?” Jay scoffed, now standing in front of you. You chewed on your cheek again, eyes downcast.

“You're… controlling,” You uttered so quietly that Jay stepped closer, practically exploding with ferocity.

“What did you say?” Jay snarled, arms trapping you as they rested on the armrests of the seat. With your nerves jumping all over the place, you flinched. Though he doesn't care as he continues to stab your gaze with his.

“Controlling… you're controlling,” You said a bit louder this time, though the smallest tremor accompanies your tone. And, you thought you imagined, but you saw the small smile curl at his lips. Jay puts a soft hand to your cheek, rubbing his thumb right under your eye.

You flinched away a little, but he tightened the grip on your jaw, almost forcing you closer to his face as he tilted his head. “Darling, I'm trying to keep you safe…”

That was his pathetic excuse? His reason to build this wall around you and totally trap you in.

Inhaling sharply, you pushed his hand away, a spark of determination igniting in your eyes. You weren't going to let him do this once more. To trap you within these walls.

Jay almost glared.

“You're not… trying to keep me safe… we both know that,” you said sternly, finally holding longer eye contact.

Jay could almost laugh at the confidence, but he finds unimaginable rage washing over him, taking him to a path of darker thoughts. “You just don't understand. I'm trying to keep. You. Safe.”

And you shook your head in frustration.

“From what?” You snapped at him, and Jay smiled, eyes leaving yours for a minute.

Before he even met your eyes, you felt a cold metal push at your chin, and your eyes widened a little, a short breath leaving you. You felt your head tilt up, and Jay smiled in a cruel way when he saw the shock that swept over your eyes.

“I'm keeping you safe, baby. From this…” Jay clicked the metal, sending you to shut your eyes tight, chest tight with distress.

“I don't want to hurt you, Yn… I want you to be unscathed, safe…” Jay continued, the gun now tapping your cheek lightly and you were frozen, voice buried beneath that fear.

You didn't think your boyfriend would ever pull a gun on you, but here you were with his own nefarious weapon pressing on your cheek.

“J-Jay-.”

“Shh, baby. I know, you don't like this, but I'm proving my point, right? You and I both want you safe, right?” Jay leaned in closer, gun at your jaw, and your skin burns with terror, shoulders tensing up. When you stayed silent, he pressed the barrel at your jaw more causing you to whimper.

“Answer me. Don't you want to be safe?”

“Yes…”

Jay gave a soft smile in this dark situation, and he removed the gun from your jaw, causing you to breathe a little, but Jay leaned in, right to your ear. You flinched away, but he doesn't care.

“So, are you still going to break up with me, baby? You still want to leave my safety?” He asked lowly, threats falling over your ears. Tears stung your eyes, a shudder pricking your spine.

Biting your lip to shut yourself up, you let out a sniffle; Jay chuckled, still next to your ear.

“Don't cry… it's just better this way, baby. Do you understand?” Jay gave a deceiving gentle kiss to your ear, making you tear up more.

You can't take this anymore. You just can't. Though, he saw everything through tinted glasses and, instead of wiping your tears, he gripped the gun to your thigh, barrel threatening to bruise your skin underneath and spoke.

"The next time you have such a bizarre idea, I'll be forced to use this,” Jay said, putting the gun to your shoulder, right at the joint as your breaths became shaky.

“And I'll shoot.”

At this point, your voice was gone, it ran away from reality. You couldn't speak, to which he smiled, kissing your forehead before saying words that flooded you with distress.

“I knew you would understand. I love you, baby.”

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A/n: instead of working on my smau, I diverged and wrote this instead 💀🤡

₊˚⊹♡ ᶜʰᵃᵖᵗᵉʳ ²: 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐁𝐎𝐘 𝐆𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐃 (ʏᴊᴡ)

𝘖𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘴 Y.JW. By 𝙙𝙞𝙢𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩01

-an 𝙀𝙉𝙃𝙔𝙋𝙀𝙉 fanfic

-𝗦𝘆𝗻𝗼𝗽𝘀𝗶𝘀 <3

Yn believed in logic. Jungwon believed in understanding his emotions. Their friends knew they would get into petty arguments. All in all, they desire a successful university life, away from their past and families. However, when murders appear in the premises of their own school, and the past comes back to meet them, they find a link and team up with their logic and emotions to find out the culprit and resume their normal lives. But, no one guaranteed their safety and their feelings for each other.

Pairing: Yang Jungwon × female reader

Ft. Enha, Le Sserafim, Bangtan, TXT, Newjeans

Smau+ written ※。.:*:・'°☆

⚠️𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜: swearing, murder, obsession, mental disorders +health, suicide, family problems, not all members are goodDo not proceed if you have a problem/sensitivity to any of those topics. Do not copy my work.

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YOU DON'T KNOW IF YOU SCREAMED FOR LONG, but one thing you did register is Jungwon's fingers curling around your arm, pulling you back.

Your eyes was fixtated over the bloodied skin, his open eyes staring at the night sky.

"Shit, come on, Yn, stand up!" Jungwon said, his voice trembling and you found the strength in your legs.

Your thoughts were just tangled and intertwined, you couldn't hear a single coherent thought.

"Yn!"

You stood, the sheer shock freezing your nerves as you clung onto Jungwon, and you find yourself and him backing away.

What the fvck just happened? The red lights from his car didn't help. It only added to the darkness surround you and him.

You could almost hear your own heartbeat, staring at the body bag...

"Get in the car." You pulled on his arm. Jungwon nodded wordlessly and he gave you a little push as well.

You barely registered how badly your legs were melting as you pulled the car door open, entering the warmth of the vehicle, but everything felt so cold inside your muscles.

With a slam of his door, Jungwon shakily clutched his phone.

"Um, what happened? We heard you scream?" Yunjin asked, oblivious of what your mind was just tainted with. And you didn't speak for a second.

"Yn, Jungwon?"

Jay gazed at you and him, watching how Jungwon fumbled with his phone, typing in the 3 numbers and latching the phone to his ear. Instinctively, he locked the car doors, realising how they were utterly drowned in darkness, the dark road isolated, crops and plants on either side.

You rubbed your eyes, swiping a hand through your hair and you felt the flashes of the body shock you.

"What the fvck is going on?" Yunjin said again, leaning off her backseat.

"It's... there's a body..."

Yunjin stilled, words and thoughts freezing for a good moment. It wasn't quite processed in anyone's brain. It didn't sound real.

"You're kidding-."

"I'm sorry, did you say body- as in, a dead body?" Jay spoke up but he was in disbelief.

And Jungwon started speaking into the phone, eyes flickering here and there, feeling a little sick. He could almost smell the lingering stench of blood.

"Hello, I need to report something..."

Whilst Jungwon discussed with the police, you couldn't help but feel the looming darkness. The eerie night hung over the car more heavily. You couldn't find your words that were buried deep in your chest.

There was something peculiar about the man. The little stubble on his chin, the wrinkles dented underneath the eyes, the blue fabric over his once-alive body.

The realisation dawned upon you, and your breath came out shaky as you heard Yunjin speak again, trying to ask if you're okay, her hand shaking your shoulder a little.

"I recognise him," You said quietly, staring ahead in the darkness. Yunjin and Jay became quiet, bewildered.

"What do you mean?" Jay murmured.

For a few seconds, you heard Jungwon speak frantically about what he saw into the phone, and then you turned to the two in the back, anxious knots tightening your chest.

"The man... the d-dead body... its the school Janitor."

After a few minutes of waiting on the line and staying frozen in the car, your heartbeat calmed a little. It was still racing, but your nerves weren't going insanely crazy, and your fingers tangled over each other.

Yunjin and Jay kept silent, their head occasionally turning towards the back windshield, seeing the blurred outline of the body bag within the red lights.

And Jungwon's eyes darted around, his fingers picking at his sleeve, his phone heating his ear, but he couldn't even register the increasing warmth over his igniting thoughts.

You couldn't help but try and make yourself feel better, words coming out before you registered them.

"Since he's dead, do you think Jungwon will get arrested?"

Everyone turned to you in silence. Jungwon furrowed his eyebrows, disbelief sweeping across his gaze.

"What the fvck?"

"Sorry."

Their phones light up simultaneously, reminding them that they were somewhat connected to reality outside of the traumatic event you and Jungwon witnessed.

Though it was just Heeseung asking about desserts and Jay scowled, muttering a "he just doesn't give up".

Where you did find Heeseung to be comforting in... strange ways, you found it more comforting when flashing blue and red lights caught your gaze from the mirrors of the car.

The sirens peirced the silence of the isolated road, 2 vehicles pulling up in front of Jungwon's car, securing the area. Everyone practically deflated, you and Jungwon especially.

A few officers exited, talking into their radios as they sauntered to the windows, knocking thrice. Jungwon instantly put the windows down, heart racing.

They started off introducing themselves, one officer at your side and another at Jungwon's. They asked for names first before everyone had to get out the car despite the creeping anxiety.

Hugging yourself, you stood next to Jungwon and Yunjin, the air growing chilly. Maybe it was only colder because you refused to move a muscle.

More police officers gathered around the body, their radios buzzing as messages were transacted. You're glad Yunjin and Jay didn't need to witness that.

You were snapped back to reality when a kind voice spoke to everyone. You glanced to see a young man, black hair and full lips. You saw his sympathetic smile and he held a little, black notepad.

"Hi, I'm officer Sim Jaeyun, I'm going to take in statements," He introduced himself. Though, Jay perked up, glancing at Jaeyun with a spark in his eye.

"Bro?" Jay uttered, stepping forward. The officer glanced, a similiar spark in his eyes.

"Braur?" Jaeyun said back, and everyone witnessed them approaching each other, dabbing one another. It was honestly the most weirdest thing to be fair.

Jay smiled a little before turning to you and the other two, sensing the confusion.

"Ah right, Jaeyun- I mean, Jake, used to be my study partner. We took different courses but they aligned pretty well."

Oh right- Jay took forensics before dropping out that path before he got hit with the difficulty.

It was a nice little reunion, but no one said anything, frankly too apprehensive.

"And they're my friends. We were about to get dessert, but y'know, those plans are ruined..."

Jake shook his head softly, smiling at everyone. He held his notepad, sighing.

"I didn't think my reunion with you would be at a crime scene." Jake breathed, looking at Jay and the others with concern.

An awkward laugh escaped Jay's lips and he scratched his nape.

"Yeah, it's not ideal..."

You stared blankly at the ground, mind slowly crumbling. You shuddered and Jay noticed, worry twinkling in his eye.

Jake spoke again. "I transferred a few weeks ago. So, to be fair, this is my first case right now."

Everyone kind of listened, the chill of the wind grazing everyone's skin, hair messing up slightly. Jake decided to set everything down to business as he cleared his throat, and flipped his notepad.

"I'll take statements. Who found the body first? I'll probably take their statement first."

You and Jungwon perked up. You don't know what it was, but the actual idea of seeing a dead body, a person that smiled at you this morning kind of haunted you. And for Jungwon, he didn't imagine his night turning out like this, the police making it so much more real for him.

"Me and Yn... found it," Jungwon chimed quietly, calmly. And Jake nodded, gesturing for you and him to walk closer.

Following his orders, the two separated from the other two, and feeling as if the air escaped their lungs. Even if it was windy and there was plenty to be shared.

Keeping his professional stance, Jake clicked his pen and looked at Jungwon.

"I guess you were the one driving?"

Jungwon nodded, eyes flickering as if his thoughts were drawn to some other place in his head. "Yeah..."

"And, where were you going?" Jake inquired, writing down briefly with a brisk scribble.

Now that you thought about it, you felt bad for prompting this whole trip the dessert shop- you only planted yourself in trouble and now, you were stuck with a memory you and him never wanted.

"A dessert shop. We were going to the new one that opened up.." Jungwon uttered, gaze shifting again, arms playing with his long sleeves.

Jake just nodded and he continued with the generic questions of did you see anything suspicious and all of that. But you stayed silent, reality becoming a fuzz to you. You didn't even hear Jungwon calling your name.

"Yn?" Jungwon said sternly, nudging your side and you flinched, eyes snapping back to Jake.

"Oh.. sorry," You murmured, finding yourself inhaling deeply, the anxiety fogging up your lungs.

Jake nodded and just turned to you.

"Same thing, I presume?"

You honestly didn't hear Jungwon speaking.

"I... yeah. The dessert shop... and then we ran over something hard... and the body..." you trailed off, remembering the Janitor's gentle look before you left the campus.

It just didn't seem real. You must be imagining things...

"Yn? Are you okay?" Jake asked, inching closer to you and causing you to nod aimlessly.

"I recognise him..."

Jungwon gave you the same curious look as Jake began to listen closer.

"Really?"

"The Janitor at school. He.. I'm pretty sure it's him..."

"And what school do you guys go to?"

"Youreun University," You replied automatically. It just terrified you that someone you met this morning had completely been robbed off their life.

With your growing apprehension, Jake nodded and wrote down the scribble. "Thank you. Do you need some water or anything? You look a little... dazed."

Jungwon and Jake saw you shake your head, giving a grateful smile, but your eyes were glued back to the body bag surrounded by officers.

And suddenly, your urge to apologise to Jungwon kind of grew.

"You won't arrest us, right?" You said, and Jake had to restrain a smile.

"No, no, of course not. There's not really evidence you guys did anything. Besides, you guys have given me some alibis. We'll just check that and you will probably be free to go." Jake ruffled his hair in the wind, brown locks flying around.

Jungwon deflated at the news and you nodded, wanting to reach home. The sweet desire of dessert was completely dry in your head, and to be fair, you did need some water. And your bed.

"How do you recognise him? Are you related or...?"

"No, I just happened to bump into him t-this morning," You replied, rubbing your own arm, suddenly feeling the chill of the night.

Jake nodded and sighed, asking a few more questions before he relaxed on the statement-taking.

Jungwon's eyes trailed back to the body, being able to see the faint dry blood on the man's neck, and his eyes were forced closed. He shuddered.

After taking a short statement from Yunjin and Jay, they all stood on one side of the road with Jake giving a reassuring smile to everyone.

"So, are you here for good?" Jay asked Jake, arms crossed. Jake nodded.

"Yeah, if I impress my boss," Jake muttered, suddenly having his face morph into somewhat distress at the mention of his superior. Everyone stared.

"You looked like you saw a ghost- is your boss bad or something?" Jay uttered, joking but when Jake stared back with the same startled expression, everyone kind of basked in the silence.

Sheepishly scratching his head, Jake gathered his words.

"It's not that he's bad... he's just a bit... how do I say it-?"

Before Jake could continue, a voice broke him out of his speech and a man approached them, tall with shoulders back, black hair, almost into a mullet with a blue jacket over his attire.

"Jake, I've been looking for you."

He winced and turned back to Jay with a whisper.

"Melodramatic," Jake finished his sentence and everyone heard it, a small smile tugging at the lips.

His boss sauntered over, a mask over his face, which he pulled down to fully examine everyone, obviously a little tedious at the sight. It wasn't everyday that you saw 4 university students and a dead body.

"Did they find the body, officer Sim?"

He was quick to answer, nodding. "Yes, sir. And I took the stat-."

"The statements? Good. You're kind of getting used to this."

Jay had to hold back a smirk as he gave a discrete side-eye to Jake. The officer simply smiled, though it was so little.

"And, do their alibis match? Do you think they're suspects?" His boss asked once more, looking at his phone momentarily. Jake shook his head, keeping up his polite stature.

"No, sir. I think they're all good to go. Of course, if you think so," Jake uttered, hands behind his back. Then, the man finally looked at you and the others, scanning each one before nodding, acknowledging.

"Nice to meet you despite such unfortunate events. I'm DCI Kim Seokjin, I'm leading this investigation," he introduced himself, bringing out these small business cards to hand to you and the others.

Hesitantly taking it, everyone just looked in silence, bowing slightly out of courtesy.

"Well, if officer Jake thinks you are free to go, I'll trust his word. And don't worry, we'll solve this quickly- don't dwell on it."

But that thought, for you and Jungwon, seemed to be much further than you could reach within an arm's length. The shudder that ran through your spine was noticeable and you hugged yourself tightly, the wind brushing your skin.

Seokjin nodded and gave a curt smile, thinking he was done here. "Please go home. I'm pretty sure university students don't want to be out this late after what you guys have seen."

The ride back home was silent to say the least. You couldn't even hear yourself breathe over the engine and the sound of the wheels rolling along. You sighed, rubbing your eyes briefly.

Yunjin couldn't dare to ask and interrupt your silent trance, wanting to ask much more. But she knew better and left you alone.

And Jay ignored how his phone kept vibrating with Heeseung exploding with tweets on twitter. Silently scowling, he turned his phone to silent before looking at Jungwon, who stiffly drove, lips tightly shut.

The apology was right at your lips, but you didn't really say anything, feeling sick. The smell lingered in your nose, forcing your stomach to shift.

"You okay?" Jay asked, breaking the brittle silence.

With a small sigh, you nodded with your head planted somewhere else. "Yeah.."

Jungwon couldn't say anything, eyes flickering around as if he was searching for something. Though, no one questioned it.

So when Jungwon dropped you and Yunjin home, he didn't say anything, eyes focused on his steering wheel. Jay slipped into the front seat, giving a concerned glance to his friend.

"You haven't said a word since we got in the car. You okay?" Jay asked, buckling the seatbelt. Jungwon responded with a sigh, nodding as he glanced around the street cautiously.

"I'm fine. I just need sleep to be honest," Jungwon murmured, which was partially true. After all that his mind was completely dragged through the mud, and he wanted to just get home and forget about it.

Jay understood and nodded, facing the front.

He didn't realise the way Jungwon shuddered when he started the car again, trying to get rid of the goosebumps flaring across his arms and neck.

It wasn't a long drive to Jay's dorm, and Jungwon couldn't even muster a wave before driving off, feeling the roads get lonelier.

He was just pondering, his gaze flickering back and forth. It just didn't seem real that he saw death again. The lifeless eyes.

He breathed shakily, gulping hard as he returned home, the goosebumps engraved in his skin.

He wanted to forget the look, the mere display of death and the paranoia that was starting to become more prominent the more he walked up to his front door and entered his home.

In the proximity of his house, he finally relaxed, absolutely withered and shaken with apprehension. To be fair, he didn't even think about brushing his teeth before he dropped to his bed and finally went on his phone.

He simply ignored the email regarding his film project and tapped onto twitter.

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How you even made it to university the next day was a mystery. You and Yunjin sauntered through the halls, and you were tired.

Your eyes had slight bags under them, and you were still cautiously darting your eyes around the school halls. It seemed normal. Like the news hadn't slipped into the crowd.

And you were daydreaming so much, you didn't realise you bumped into Sunoo, who was leaning on the wall, playing a game on his phone and he made a little "oof" sound.

Yunjin tugged you back by the sleeve and glanced to your zoned-out state.

Upon seeing Sunoo, you sheepishly smiled.

"Sorry, Sun," You murmured, stepping back a little. He smiled, pausing his game.

"It's fine. You seem a little stressed. Or.. dizzy. Are you about to pass out??" Sunoo lists frantically, suddenly sending a hand flying to your forehead, checking for any temperature.

You flinched away a little, giving a roll of the eyes. "I'm not going to pass out," You said defensively.

Sunoo took his hand away, pouting. "You certainly look distracted. What's up?"

Yunjin and you exchanged glances, considering whether or not to tell him what atrocities was deeply buried in your memory. Sighing, you gestured for him to come closer until you, Yunjin and Sunoo were huddled in a bizarre circle.

"Don't tell anyone, okay?" You blinked at Sunoo.

Too eager to know, he nodded and his gaze was perplexed but curious.

You never imagined having to say these words in your entire life.

"Well, you know how we went out last night?"

Sunoo hums in response, tilting his head.

"Well, we were on the way to get dessert. We tweeted it, remember?"

"Oh, I wasn't really on twitter last night... I didn't see it," Sunoo said, smiling awkwardly. You shrugged and dismissed it.

"It's fine. But we maye have... um... how do i say it... ran over a dead body and... you know, we had to call a police-."

"I'm sorry, what!?" Sunoo exclaimed, startling both you and Yunjin. She shushed him, a finger on her lips and glaring slightly.

Sunoo covered his mouth, apologetic before he uncovered it.

"A dead body. Are you being for real?" Sunoo whispered in the little huddle. Yunjin nodded, shuddering a little.

"We called the police obviously... and we were let go." You sighed, playing with your hair a little. Though, Sunoo couldn't get the startled look out of his expression. It stayed firmly in his eyes.

"That's crazy. I can't... believe it," Sunoo muttered, stepping back from the huddle with concern. You and Yunjin stayed silent for a moment.

"Just don't tell anyone, Sunoo. I don't think we need people to look and point fingers at us." Yunjin sighed, eyeing the crowd around her as if they were discreetly listening.

Sunoo nodded slowly, taking his time to process the events.

In silence, you, Yunjin and Sunoo walk to class, expecting to meet Jungwon and Jay at the top where their designated seats are. But to your surprise, they weren't.

As you and Yunjin were about to follow Sunoo, the professor steps over.

Sunoo glanced over his shoulder quizzically and you stared back with a concerned shrug as to why you and Yunjin are being held up. The curiosity and apprehension bubbled in both you and Yunjin.

The professor smiles awkwardly.

"Miss Choi, Miss Huh, the principal wants to meet you in the office," He said quietly over the half-filled classroom. Although, you could definitely feel one or ten gazes pricking your sides.

"Did he say why?" Yunjin replied.

"I'm afraid not, but I was told to pass the message on."

And you and Yunjin give a little glance to each other, obviously cautious, but the professor ushers you and her away from the class, from Sunoo, who had already sat at his seat.

With the hallways nearly empty now that you and her were pushed out, she turned to you with a snap of a head.

"Are we going to get suspended or something?" She mumbled, looking with wide eyes. You honestly don't know- heck, your mind was still quite cloudy with everything from last night.

The weight of the situation kind of catches up to you. What if it was about last night?

"I... do you think its about last night?" You said whilst walking with Yunjin.

She sighed, puffing her cheeks momentarily as she was buried deep in her thoughts. "It could be. But... what would he say? I mean, the police said we're free to go.."

You thought it was ludicrous to be asked again about last night. You try not to imagine the bridge you're about to cross to re-enter last night's events.

Arriving at the office, there was already a faint mutter within. Yunjin gave a polite knock and, after a few moments, the door opened for them.

Inside, Jay and Jungwon were already seated on one of the couches, bodies tensed up. Yunjin and you blink a few times before seating yourselves on the opposite side.

Oh, here it goes...

The Principal pushed back his glasses over his elderly eyes and he stands in front of his desk.

"I'm sure you're aware of what happened last night..?"

Everyone hummed in a small response and nod, staring at the principal in silence.

"And I hope you all are okay, right?"

Everyone gave a little murmur of agreement and the principal gave a sympathetic smile. He leaned on his desk, and it looked like he was searching for something to say.

"I'm sure you don't want to remember something so traumatic," The principal started, looking at you. You swallowed down the memory and looked at your fingers.

"And, since the police are investigating it, I'm happy to push this behind us."

Everyone stilled a little bit. You glanced at the principal with a hint of disbelief. You wanted to forget about it.. but you didn't expect the principal himself to throw away the key for you.

And Jungwon gave you a skeptical glance, equally as confused.

"So... you expect us to forget about it? You're telling us not to talk about it?" Jay chimed up with confusion.

The Principal sighed a little, expecting this little arrow of doubt. And he nodded in agreement. "I understand, Jongseong. But, we have a few events and festivals coming up. And I'm sure... you do not want to talk about it.."

Jay stared at the ground, pondering. And everyone considered that not talking about it was the better side of the fence. You didn't want to have that news spread around, but you also hate the paranoia that bit you when you thought about the Janitor's body.

"So, do we agree, dear students? I don't want this to affect your grades if people start bringing it up. Awkward, is it not?" The principal pressed on it even more.

Since no one protested anymore and argued internally, he nodded and smiled at everyone. Though, you know that your friends were all flooded with the same kind of bewilderment you had.

"I know it may be hard to forget. But, the police have told me everything. It's in my greatest confidence that nothing like this will happen again. So, if we are all happy here, you can go now."

When the four were walking to English, no one said anything, the conversation lingering in the air. And it bothered you greatly.

Jay huffed, gripping his backpack a little tighter and scoffed.

"Forget about it? We're just supposed to shut up about it because of the upcoming festival," Jay interjected, clearly astonished.

"Apparantly. What do you expect from Yoreun?" Yunjin uttered, walking along still.

What were you expecting? The police were investigating, they talked to the school and they also tried to reassure you and the others once again. You kept your thoughts spinning and sighed, finding the logic within all this.

"I guess I can't blame them." You said softly, changing your mind from before. Perhaps forgetting was better for you and for the school.

The others looked at you quizzically, eyes stuck on you.

"You can't blame them?" Yunjin chimed, looking forward again, an empty smile on her lips.

"I mean, I don't think I want to talk about it anyway."

Maybe it was because you didn't want the school to email parents, to email your dad that the university his daughter was going to, was being targeted by a killer. Sounded dramatic in your head, but you don't think you could find the energy to actually build a speech to give to your dad to say why you're completely fine where you were.

Jungwon could get what you meant, and he shrugged. "I guess they need their cash. And this festival is their way."

"I guess so- greedy school. How could I forget?" Jay spoke, joking a little bit.

"Still, it feels wrong to just ignore it, you know?" Yunjin said again, the weight of the situation dawning on her. It was a literal murder of someone that went to this school.

Shouldn't there be a few misses days, more police cars around the University campus? But there were no cars shielding the area- it was a normal day.

English literature was as boring as ever. As you typed on your computer and tried to concentrate, you caught a glimpse of Sunoo sneakily on his phone, scrolling through something with blaring headlines.

'Man found brutally murdered'

It caught your eye and you turned your head fully to gently nudge Sunoo. He turned in response and saw your eyes glued to the article.

With a silent exchange, he slid the phone over to you and you immediately read through, putting yourself in the memories of last night again.

It was on the news. Heck, it was trending. You recognised the road and the silent video played, showing a news reporter in front of yellow tapes and roaming officers. You felt like you were there again as you held your breath.

And a picture popped on screen, showing the Janitor's once-alive face, a smile that he once gave you when he opened the door for you.

A shudder crept up your spine as you paused the video and slid the phone back wordlessly.

As much as you wanted to forget, you don't know if you could.

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"I'm not going to lie, yn, how are you in school today?" Sunoo chirped up as soon as class ended. His gaze focused on you, but they were concerned.

You shrugged, rubbing your exhausted eyes, not knowing what to rebute his statement with.

"I can't miss class."

"Yeah, but you can't just ignore what happened," He remarked, taking out the white medicine bottle out his bag before packing everything else up.

You packed up as well, and students slowly left their seats in a line. You stared, waiting and noticed Sunoo taking 2 pills this time. And you raised an eyebrow.

"2 pills?" You spoke without thinking, eyeing the white tablets. Sunoo smiled awkwardly and gave a dismissive wave.

"I haven't been sleeping well to be honest," He replied but he was neutral about it as he zipped his bag.

You nodded, letting him do what he needed before turning to the others who were lazily packing up. Your gaze went to Jungwon right next to you as he sighed, eyes focused on his bag and getting his belongings in.

With a quiet voice, you spoke.

"You okay, Jungwon?"

With a quick turn, he glanced at you and sighed, nodding. "Yeah."

He still looked deep in thought despite his clear answer.

The mood was turning heavier, clouding that positivity you were trying to hook on to. So, understandably, you try initiate a joke, you know, to smoothe out this thick gloom hanging over the friend group.

"At least no one knows you're in your hit and miss phase-."

Before you could finish the sentence, his finger collided with your forehead to give a stinging sensation at your temple. You hissed, whining as you recoiled back a little bit.

"Jungwon, what the fvck?" You snapped at him, holding your forehead as if you were hit with a stone. Though, he gave a little shrug, that look of smugness creeping in his unbothered smile.

"Stop making these stupid jokes. They're ass," he spoke, tilting his chin up and ignoring the glare you threw him.

Though, you couldn't argue for long before psychology was in about 5 minutes. So, without getting your desired revenge, you waved by to the others and walked to psychology.

How you managed to balance the two was still unknown. It took a lot of all-nighters, coffee and a dream.

Upon entering psychology, the teacher hadnt arrived, meaning you could actually settle down before the class started drilling information in.

Of course, you sat next to Minji, Heeseung and Chaewon; they sat at the back, conversing in their own little circle, particularly interested in Chaewon's phone.

"Hey, guys," You greeted them with a small smile. Minji ushered you over and so you listened, hunching over the phone to see what they were so deeply invested in.

And your heart sank a little, seeing the familiar face of the Janitor loom on the screen and your heart shook a little. Today was just not going in your favour.

Though, the other 3 were silent- even Heeseung- until the video ended and he sighed, letting out a puff of air. Minji and Chaewon have this blank look in their eyes, but Chaewon grabs your hand, tugging you to sit down.

"Have you heard about it? It's literally all over the news," Chaewon said, eyes doe in shock.

Oh girl, you have no idea, you thought.

"That's so crazy, I swear I have seen him somewhere before," Minji commented, sat back in her seat and she was dazed.

"Well yeah, the news reporter said he worked here as the Janitor." Heeseung ruffled his hair.

Your eyes were downcast for a moment before you chewed on your lower lip.

"Have you heard about it, Yn?" Heeseung chimed, focusing on your docile state.

But, you snapped out of it, ignoring the foggy thoughts in your head. "Yeah... I have heard of it. But let me tell you guys a secret."

They all turned to you, intruiged and you leaned forward, concealing the conversation to this inner circle.

"What secret?" Minji urged on, her eyes brimming with curiosity. And it seemed that Heeseung and Chaewon also leaned in.

You took a deep breath and told yourself, you could trust them.

"I was there. You know the tweets last night about how Jungwon ran over something?" You turned to Heeseung.

With a nod, he urged on, but you felt like he already knew.

"Well, it wasn't just anything. It... was him. The Janitor. We found him last night," You said slowly, hiding the tremor in your voice.

The silence hung in the air, all of them processing it but Chaewon's jaw dropped a little before she let out a forced puff of air.

"You're kidding. Are you being serious?"

"That's why you couldn't get me ice cream.." Heeseung mumbled, distraught. And Minji scowled.

"Will you shut up about the ice cream?"

"Yeah, it's kind of embarrassing considering your tweets last night," Chaewon grumbled, reminding Heeseung of his little series of grateful confessions

"Never. I was anticipating that. I didn't know that would happen," He defensively exclaimed and you gestured to him to keep the sound down.

Right now, the news didn't say who found the bodies, so you would like to keep it that way, locked away from the world.

"Yeah. We were en route to the dessert shop when... we found it. We went home straight after."

"Which is understandable. Oh my gosh, you saw a dead body... of someone who worked here..." Minji added on and she gave a little reassuring pat on the arm.

You smiled softly, hiding how your mind was still buzzing with the images of the grotesque body.

"Yeah... me and Jungwon uncovered it but..." you shuddered a little, failing to hide the shiver sweeping your body. All of them were obviously concerned but Heeseung sighed.

"Me personally, I would never think about going to dessert shops ever again," He said, eyes widening. And the girls glared at him with a slow turn onf their heads, to which he shrunk back in his seat with a guilty smile.

He didn't try to save himself, but you smiled at his comment. Because you think it's true- you would think more than twice before trying to go to a dessert shop and not expect to think of this moment.

Sighing, you patted the girls' arms and you huddled in again.

"Just... don't tell anyone. Please." You looked to them, eyes landing on Heeseung. And he nodded, as he glanced down.

"Don't worry about it."

Chaewon hugged your arm, pouting with her concern rising in her grip. "Don't worry about the death either. I'm pretty sure it's a one-time thing."

Everyone murmured in agreement, attempting to drain the tension surrounding the news. You were somewhat grateful they were trying, and it worked for a few seconds as your muscles relaxed.

"Yeah, it has to be a coincidence... we have that fundraising festival coming up. I don't think the school would want to cancel it." Heeseung reassured your composure.

"Yeah... a coincidence." You heard yourself mutter, once again sensing your own uneasiness.

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A/n: and the tea begins. Lmao, ignore how long it took to actually write a chapter for this 🧍🏻‍♀️🤡

Hope you enjoyed, loves <3

Also thanks for sm notes on my Jay Yandere drabble 🤭🫶🏽

ᶜʰᵃᵖᵗᵉʳ ³: 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐊𝐘𝐒<𝟑 ʏᴊᴡ

𝘖𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘴 Y.JW. By 𝙙𝙞𝙢𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩01 (wattpad)

-an 𝙀𝙉𝙃𝙔𝙋𝙀𝙉 fanfic

-𝗦𝘆𝗻𝗼𝗽𝘀𝗶𝘀 <3

Yn believed in logic. Jungwon believed in understanding his emotions. Their friends knew they would get into petty arguments. All in all, they desire a successful university life, away from their past and families. However, when murders appear in the premises of their own school, and the past comes back to meet them, they find a link and team up with their logic and emotions to find out the culprit and resume their normal lives. But, no one guaranteed their safety and their feelings for each other.

ʚɞ Pairing: Yang Jungwon × female reader

Ft. Enha, Le Sserafim, Bangtan, TXT, Newjeans

Smau+ written

⚠️𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜: swearing, murder, obsession, mental disorders +health, suicide, family problems, not all members are good, kys jokes, sexual jokes, suggestive lol.

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THE THURSDAY MORNING YOU WENT BACK INTO SCHOOL WAS PEACEFUL.

Yunjin was at dance club this early in the morning, so you were walking into campus by yourself. English was in a few minutes, and so you decided to go pick her up from the dance studio.

You tried to drop the idea of the murder circulating on the news and sauntered through the halls whilst you gripped your phone.

Students chattered normally as you checked your phone, seeing an email saying, 'CLUBS'.

Curious, you tapped on it and it ended up saying how sign-ups for the clubs were happening tomorrow. It would allow some extracurricular activities which would 'bedazzle' someone's resumé, and also would help out at the fundraiser happening some point this month.

You sighed, shutting off your phone only to see the same exact message on the main school bulletin board, the poster summarising better than the email.

Perhaps a club wasn't so bad. Maybe it could decorate your skills. You shrugged and sauntered to the busy dance studio.

Music blared from inside, the melody becoming more audible the more you neared the doors. The Thursday sounded much more energetic that what you felt on this school morning.

Not 5 minutes after, the music absfuptly stopped; she came out whilst zipping up her crimson jacket and waving to you with an eye-smile.

"Let's go~," Yunjin sang and pulled you along with her.

"How do you even get energy to dance in the morning?" You sighed. She replied with a chuckle.

"Well, we have no other time where our schedules line up. I know Kazuha has law when we finish English," Yunjin said casually, and she started talking about her dance and the moves they were doing.

You were listening intently, you really were. However, you were pulled away from the course of the conversation when you saw a few intrusive gazes pricking your figure. Not just yours, but also Yunjin.

Glancing around, you then heard the whispers passing by the students and your heart felt a sting of anxiety. What the hell were they looking at?

"Yun?" You snapped her out of her talk, making her glimpse at your concerned expression.

"Call me crazy, but is everyone staring at us?" You asked her quietly, shying away from the gazes of others. With a swift look, she did indeed see that people were glimpsing at you and her, as if to confirm your identity before falling into complete shock.

"Yeah, you're not crazy. It's happening. But why..?" Yunjin replied, voice shrinking down as you listened. You gave a shrug and headed over to English, trying to block out the not-so subtle stares.

At least they could have been more secretive about it- this whole attention caused the type of warmth in your cheeks that came from humiliation. Something you loathed feeling.

Yunjin pretended not to notice as she linked arms with yours, wanting to also move on with the day without her ears tinting pink. You appreciated her comforting touch, and walked towards the English classroom.

Not before you turned a corner and bumped into someone. More like 2 people- ones that made you scowl.

Minhee and Han.

Both of them returned an insipid glare, making you step back from them, and Yunjin rolled her eyes.

"Well, well, well... if it isn't Yn... surprised to see you here," Minhee started, voice dipped in venom in an attempt to intimidate you.

Turns out that even university kids could be absolute pricks with their personalities being more thorny than ever.

With a sigh, you quirked an eyebrow at this sudden statement. "What do you want?"

"Hey- don't get sassy on me, I just wasn't expecting to bump into you and Yunjin."

Yunjin clicked her tongue, grinding her teeth before speaking. "What the fvck is that supposed to mean? Why wouldn't we be in school?"

Minhee and Han give a little face of realisation, fake epiphany as they looked at each other with a secret conversation between their eyes. Han turned to you, to both of you, to reply.

"I mean, after all that, I wonder why the school let you come back." Han smirked a little, causing the confusion to cloud your fraught thoughts.

"What do you mean?" You glared at him again with confusion. What did they even mean by that? What could they possibly be thinking of that made them conclude you wouldn't be allowed back at school?

Minhee chuckled and crossed her arms, brown eyes scanning yours meticulously to see that you were genuinely lost at sea from their words. Sighing, she stopped grinning.

"Don't act dumb. You were at the crime scene, right?" Minhee accused.

Your heart froze a little and Yunjin visibly stilled as if she wasn't breathing. With bewilderment, you just stared at Minhee.

This must be a joke...

"That must mean, yes?"

"How did you even hear-?"

"People talk," Minhee abruptly said, cutting you off. She scoffed. "Like you talked, didn't you?"

Fvck. Your eyes flickered, remembering you told Minji, Chae and Heeseung yesterday. It was the matter of which one actually revealed it. You still stayed silent, and you could feel Yunjin staring at you.

"Who the fvck told you anyway?" You snapped back at her, making her glare momentarily.

"Who? I heard it start in the computer science majors. They seemed hot about the topic, and I just couldn't help but stop by their table. And they mentioned the crime scene."

Now who the fvck was in computer science and how did they attain the information you passed on? The regret bit back at you harshly, gnawing at your brain as you kept your teeth clenched.

"Yn, you told someone?" Yunjin asked softly, not mad, but rather a bit apprehensive.

"I.. I told Minji, Chaewon and...." you stopped talking, and then your fists clenched.

"Heeseung."

For the life of him, Heeseung could never sew his mouth shut- why did you even trust him? He may not tell a throng of people through a megaphone, but he would run his mouth to one of his other mates in the other classes.

The betrayal anchored you a little before feeling your own fingers fiddle with the corroded surface of your green nails.

"I mean, why the school let you in? They haven't even completed the investigation and you're back in school? That's bizarre," Han added on, pondering with insincerity.

The urge to cuss at them shot up exponantially, but you kept your lips shut and now, you just want to get to class without the mass of people throwing their arrows of accusation at you.

"Maybe because we didn't do it?" you retorted to the two. They didn't make sense- at all. Oh gosh, this was everything you didn't want in the week.

Minhee and Han struggle to stop smiling and their grins stay prominent.

"Oh please, you just conveniently found a dead body?" Minhee taunted, stepping forward a little. You're not wavering and you stood your ground with the firm glare.

"Unfortunately so. But we didn't do it. There's no evidence to point to that. Thought you should know that from how much you run your mouth about taking law," you remarked, the bitterness stinging your tone.

Her gaze flashed with plain irritation at your words. "Watch your words with me- what are you? Some psychologist? A poet? I could be the one ruining your life later on."

"From what? Get a grip, Minhee," you muttered back to her, not leaving any stone of your anger unturned. Han and Yunjin watched whilst you and Minhee give verbal rebuttal to each other.

"Watch it, yn. You're getting so mad over the truth," Minhee scoffed, tilting her head. And it did piss you off, your chest tightening with curses and frustration.

"Well guess what? We're not suspects, none of us are."

And you nudge past her shoulder with Yunjin before turning around and saying one more snide remark.

"Oh, and no one likes lawyers anyway."

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After that eventful affair of texting, you and Yunjin finally made your way to English. No doubt that people were staring at you, and unfortunately, the twitter post actually blew up.

So, you and Yunjin only attracted whispers and gazes as if you and her were magnets for drama.

Pulling silently on Yunjin's hand, you climbed the steps and went to your designated seat next to Jungwon and Sunoo. With the same bewildered gaze, Jungwon turned to you discreetly.

"So... everyone knows." Jungwon breathed next to you. You felt the tickle in your ear, but you were so anchored by the stress, that sensation was crushed.

"Yeah... I may have told my psychology friends."

"Yn, are you serious?" Jungwon raised an eyebrow, rosy lips in a slight frown.

"But, wait- i told them not to tell anyone," you remarked quietly before he could even let that anger hit you. Jungwon scoffed, looking briefly back at his computer.

"And how did that go because now we're trending on twitter." Jungwon gave a stern side-eye, to which you pursed your lips.

Regretfully.

You sighed before grabbing your laptop and nodding. "Look, I fvcked up because I told Heeseung. On that note, hold on."

You grabbed your phone from your pocket, and your main goal was to hunt down where the heck Heeseung was to have a courteous and firm conversation.

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The cafeteria was a nice place to relax after class, and you practically ran to the usual corner to avoid people's stares. It was like the walk of shame going through those hallways, even though you and the others haven't done anything remotely wrong- you guys weren't even suspects.

Even with that reassuring conclusion, your fingers couldn't held pick at your lip, peeling off the dried skin and then eliciting a sting in your flesh. And your nails were eroding from their pretty green colour.

Though, you didn't wince, you simply sat down and melted into the grey couch, and so did the others. Yunjin was next to you, leaning on your shoulder, and the boys were on the opposite side.

"I'm sorry, guys. I shouldn't have told Heeseung..."

Jay kind of snickers and shrugs, whilst Jungwon played with the sleeves of his black hoodie.

"I mean, it was bound to happen. You just catalysed it," Jay said, glancing at you for a moment, a small grin on his face.

Still, even if it was inevitable, your skin crawled with guilt: yesterday, you wanted to fully forget about it, but now it was practically being shoved in your face by other students because of your careless action. Not just you, but to all your friends.

"Not the day i imagined to be having," Yunjin chimed, looking at her phone, seeing that the 'meya' user got about five thousand interactions with her exposing post.

Meaning that five thousand (and more) saw you tell Minhee to kill herself.

You groaned into your hands, body slipping and slouching down the couch in pure embarrassment. The others chuckled.

"I mean, if you're worried about Minhee, she's a bitch anyway. That tweet was pretty deserved to her," Jay said, looking at his phone and snickering at the screen.

"Yeah, I know she is, but I acted out of impulse." You sighed, uncovering your face. Jungwon peered at you, mischief sparkling in his eyes.

"For once," Jungwon scoffed, giving a small smirk at you. Raising an eyebrow, you glared at him.

"What's that supposed to mean? You find it funny?"

"I mean yeah- you never go off on people like that. But this time you did, it's actually amusing."

Yunjin and Jay rolled their eyes at this arising bicker, already sensing the series of pointless insults about to be thrown.

"Are you saying I'm not funny right now?" You sat up in your seat, crossing your arms, to which Jungwon tilted his head, hid black locks sweeping over his head. And it made you want to grab his hair-.

Woah- that's another impulsive thought. Your neck crept with an unfamiliar heat.

"You said it, not me. You're kind of stuck-up, robotic, if you ask me," Jungwon remarked, the smug smile never leaving his festures even thought it was small. With a scowl, you glared more.

"Robotic? Bruh, I'm logical. There's a difference."

"Yet they sound the same coming from you," Jungwon retorted, challenging your word. If you weren't infuriated before, you were now. You saw him cross his arms, tipping his chin up at you in confidence.

As if he dared you to even talk back to him.

Before you could even throw another insult, Yunjin held you back. "Have you guys heard about the clubs?"

"Ah right, I mean it doesn't matter to us. We have dance," Jay said, finally remembering the email sent to everyone this morning.

You glanced at Jay and Yunjin, envious that they did have something to call their hobby.

"I want to join a club, but I don't know which one? It helps us look better," You said, giving one last glare to Jungwon as he rolled his eyes.

"I can help you find out tomorrow once the sign-up begins," Yunjin suggested, lifting her eyes to meet yours. Giving a smile, you nodded.

Whilst that talk went on with what clubs to even take, your phone vibrated in your pocket.

You excused yourself and stood up, taking your phone along and stood in a much quieter corner of the cafeteria and saw the screen before answering it.

"Hi, Abba." You chimed into the phone, already having a hint of what was about to happen.

"Hm- yn? Can you hear me?"

"Yes, I can hear you." you chuckled softly. He clearly wasn't used to the call system on his phone. Your dad hummed in response, but he didn't laugh back.

"I called you because I heard that there was a really bad murder around the area? Are you okay- what happened?" Your dad asked repeatedly, bombarding you with questions, his worry becoming evident.

"Oh, you do know?"

"How would I not? It's all over the news, yn." Your dad sighed over the phone, already sensing his prickling stress.

"Okay, yeah there was a murder around," you breathed, and you bit back your tongue on telling that you and your friends were the ones to actually find the body.

If he found out that you discovered the body, he wouldn't hesitate to talk your ear off and coddle you with his protection; you know he would mean well, but that meant going back home instead of staying at your apartment with Yunjin.

"Why do you sound so casual. Apparantly he worked at your university- do you know how dangerous that is?" You heard him ramble on anxiously.

"Abba, I know. But the police are investigating it, okay? Nothing bad will happen to me," You reassured him, talking softly. Though you could sense your father's lingering worry over you.

"I know, but I don't want you to get hurt, okay?"

"Hm, I know. I won't get hurt," you said, smiling into the phone.

"Well, keep me updated. You know how much I care for your wellbeing," he said, voice soft and it pulled at your heartstrings.

"I promise to keep you updated."

"Okay... have a good day at school," your father said before ending the call.

With your shoulders deflating, you relaxed; that went much better than you expected. It wasn't as histrionic as you thought it would be and he took it well. At least.

Walking back to the others, Yunjin quirked an eyebrow. "Who was that?"

"My dad. He found out, about the whole incident" You answered her, plopping to the couch again and sighing.

"Does he know you and Jungwon found it?" Jay looked at you. Everyone glanced, and you only shook your head slightly.

"I know he would freak if he knew so I just told him there's nothing to worry about." You saw them fall silent a little. Yunjin lifted her gaze to you again.

"You sure? What if he finds out but not from you?" She uttered, leaning onto your arm again. It was a possible option, but you blocked that thought out your head.

"I hope not. And I'll keep it that way."

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When you arrived to the cafe, it was quite busy since customers were scattered everywhere.You thought you would get a break just before starting, but that didn't happen.

Briskly walking to the back, you waved to Jimin and Taehyung, who gave a brief wave whilst arguing, and you went into the staff room to collect your brown apron.

When you tied back your hair, Mia, the general manager of the cafe was gathering her stuff, putting her apron off as she sent a smile.

"I'm off. Good luck with the two idiots," Mia said, referring to the two men arguing at the counter.

"Yeah, thanks, Mia." You sighed and walked out with her to the front counter where Taehyung was mumbling something and Jimin whirled around from where he was making coffee, and pointed a finger at him.

"Say that to my face, Taehyung, because you're shit at whispering," Jimin sneered, causing Taehyung to scowl before going to the till and taking someone's order.

You waved bye to Mia and then walked to the two.

"Good afternoon, you two," you said, walking to the bunch of papers at the corner of the counter. Jimin and Taehyung stopped fighting and bowed slightly with sudden cheerful looks.

"'Afternoon, manager," Jimin chimed as he cleaned the counter from some spilt coffee. You scoffed.

"Don't call me manager, makes me sound serious."

"Well you are, you just check on the face quality over our lovely café." Taehyung smiled.

The two were older than you, bickered a lot more, but they took care of you so much. You don't know why the two of them rejected the front of house manager position, but since they rejected it, you gladly took it as a way for extra money.

However, that meant having to work on late evenings on weekdays, which always left a little cloud of sadness over your head at the end of the day.

"Yeah, but it's not much. Anyway, when is Eunchae getting here? I was going to train her," you said, lifting your gaze from the papers and tapping your pen repeatedly on the surface.

Jimin looked around, and then his eyes lit up as he pointed towards the door, seeing a girl with black hair, doe eyes and a shy smile on her face.

You perked up, sending a smile to Eunchae. Another fun thing of possessing the 'manager' title, you get to train the new baristas or waitresses that signed up for it.

The 3 of you at front introduced yourself to her and she was just as polite. With her in your supervision, the day quickly moved on, the sky tainted a dark blue already, the sun long gone past the buildings as the street lamps shimmered.

Taehyung and Jimin were talking as they cleaned the coffee machines, whilst you were crouching in the floor, checking the stock and pots.

Eunchae brought a ladder, perching it next to you as she climbed up to get to the jars on the higher shelves.

"Thanks, Eunchae, just refill them for me," you said without looking, too busy in the pots beneath the counter.

Sighing to yourself, you kept looking at your phone, wondering when Yunjin would come and accompany you to the route home.

All the while, you continued shuffling the pots on the floor, and you felt all was peaceful.

Though, within a second, you gasped when a soft, grainy shower of powder floated onto your head. Out of instinct, you braced yourself, covering your hair, but feeling your nose tickle from the sudden substance submerging your whole face.

"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry, Yn!" Eunchae gasped from above you, stepping down the ladder.

Briskly, you wiped your eyes and face, standing up slowly and turning with a dismissive wave of your hand. Raking a hand through your hair, you tried to blink.

"It's fine," you uttered, smiling weakly and tasting chunks of flour on your lips. But you could see Eunchae clearly distressed.

What you didn't expect to hear was Yunjin's shrill laughter along with someone else echoing through the empty café.

Instantly, you turned and your heart dropped when you saw Jungwon and Yunjin bursting into laughter, doubling over as they held their stomachs. The embarrassment flooded your cheeks as you quickly bent down behind the counter to conceal the shame that was your newly-white face.

And you're pretty sure Taehyung and Jimin were laughing to their heart's core, but you were utterly shocked.

"Shut up!" You snapped at all of them. They ignored you as Yunjin looked over the counter.

"I'm so glad you asked me to come today," she said, giggling. Jungwon saw you over the counter, bringing his phone in your face.

"Don't you dare take a photo of me!" You yelled, covering your face with your hands, aware that there was still some flour all over your face.

Though it was too late when the sound of the camera shutter went off, and you were horrified, immediately standing and trying to tackle for Jungwon's phone over the counter. In defense, he stepped back, still chuckling and showing the photo to Yunjin.

"Oh my gosh, Jungwon, delete it!" You exclaimed, exasperated at this. Your friends laughing at you after a long day of work was not something you needed.

Eunchae crept up to you again, bowing a full ninety degree angle and profusely apologising with red embarrassment across her cheeks.

"I'm so sorry," she meekly said, and you smiled at her with a face of white, and shook your head in another dismissal, even if you wanted to climb over the counters and whack your friends with a mug.

Yunjin and Jungwon finally stopped laughing, their gaze stuck on his phone before breaking into a fit of giggles. Sending a glare to them, you heard your phone vibrate, and a furious shudder runs along your body.

You're going to kill both of them.

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A/n: finally a regular update. Also, wasn't feeling great writing this chapter but we move 🫶🏽 anyways, thanks for the notes on my last chapter 🥺🎀 see you in chapter 4 :)

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Yn believed in logic. Jungwon believed in understanding his emotions. Their friends knew they would get into petty arguments. All in all, they desire a successful university life, away from their past and families. However, when murders appear in the premises of their own school, and the past comes back to meet them, they find a link and team up with their logic and emotions to find out the culprit and resume their normal lives. But, no one guaranteed their safety and their feelings for each other.

ᯓᡣ𐭩𝖸𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝖩𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗐𝗈𝗇 × 𝖿𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖾!𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 ౨ৎ. ｡˚

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YOU SHUT OFF YOUR PHONE AS YOU AND YUNJIN MADE IT TO CAMPUS.

As the next week came, tickets had started to sell and the fundraiser or festival increased in multitudes in emails and posters. The school was shoving the upcoming events in your face, and honestly, you wanted to bury all of the bombarding information into the dirt.

The stalls and booths for each club was being nicely set up even though everything was scarce with colours since nothing was complete yet.

Soon enough, you and Yunjin greeted Jay, Jungwon, Sunoo and someone else. Upon realising the new figure, your eyes cast over him: he was tall, grey frame of glasses to shield his brown eyes and plump lips with his black hair cut to perfection. Two moles were engraved in his skin, and he was nothing short of a giant.

Sunoo waved to you as he leaned back against a wooden table with benches, arms crossed as he gave a lambent smile. Jay and Jungwon glanced from their phones where the twitter conversation just happened.

And so, you cast your gaze to the unknown figure standing by Sunoo, your questions arising.

"So... uh- who's this?" You glanced to Sunoo curiously to which everyone else also looked at him.

He gave a sheepish smile as he looked at you. "Ah- right. He's one of my old friends, Park Sunghoon."

The dude named *Sunghoon stepped to you, his dead eyes boring right into yours with an outstretched hand to shake. No smile, no nothing.

"I'm Park Sunghoon," he said again to pretty much everyone. His voice was deep, a subtle tone of ice underneath. Yunjin didn't shake his hand, so for courtesy, you shook his hand and smiled a little.

"I'm Yn..."

Still no smile, and you shrunk back next to Yunjin who also introduced herself. Well, he was certainly a social butterfly.

"I'm a computer science major," he said, standing back next to Sunoo. You and everyone else fell into an uncomfortable silence and Jay cleared his throat.

"Well, anyway. Me and Yunjin are planning to do a dance number with some other people," Jay commented, shifting the conversation through. Which, you were glad because Sunghoon was burning holes into you right now.

Sitting down on the benches, you got your phone out again, tapping on twitter to the link Jungwon provided. It led to an article simply saying the CEO - Moon Minseok - was climbing the ladder for success quite swiftly.

He was advancing quickly to build a new division for his company but the new sector was unknown and was yet to be disclosed to the public. Probably for suspense and attention.

It tickled your brain in a familiar way. Whilst everyone kept discussing the festival, you repeated 'GoMin' under your breath, as if a fleeting cue would stop by and give you a push in the right direction to a memory.

Though, every hit and attempt missed the target and you couldn't get anymore than a ghost of the name you were relaying.

"GoMin..." you repeated again, catching Yunjin's attention. She perched her chin on her palm, eyes focusing on you, confused.

Noticing her gaze, you shook your head into focus and glanced back at her bewildered face.

"You good?"

"Yes. It just feels awfully similiar. I don't know," you replied, flicking through the article and she chuckled.

"Are you sure it's not because the school has mentioned it a hundred times?" She joked, but seeing your disgruntled shrug, she stopped and nudged you.

"Why? Where do you remember it from?" Yunjin turned her body to face you even more.

That's the thing - you wish you could answer her, but you couldn't quite grab at the roots and find the source. It was as if you were grabbing air at this point.

Sighing, you turned off your phone and shook your head. "It's probably nothing."

Yunjin didn't completely believe you, but she left it at that before turning back to the boys discussing their plans for the fundraiser. Sunoo sat down next to Jungwon slowly and started speaking.

"Actually, I think one of my younger friends are coming to the festival. His name is Riki, in his senior year of high school." Sunoo nodded along as he spoke.

You sent a warm smile, deciding to gravitate away from the 'GoMin' company and to your social circle. "Is he going to come with you?"

Another timid smile crept up Sunoo's lips as he shook his head, causing everyone to give him a quizzical look.

"Why not? It's makes sense if he comes with you," Jay commented, and he said something that everyone was thinking at that moment.

"With the whole internship thing, I didn't get to sign up to anything and I'm busy catching up," Sunoo replied. It made sense, but you realised he was always missing out on certain events.

It was like you barely saw him anymore except a few study sessions at the café.

"I'm sure you can take a break," you interjected hopefully, leaning your elbows on the table. Besides, he was a part of your friend group but it seemed like he was a ghost in your presence.

Unyielding, Sunoo rejected and shook his hand and head. "I really can't."

Knowing he wasn't going to move his decision, you gave up on it and turned away. Jay chuckled a little, poking his head out to see Sunoo.

"This company is really caging you there huh?" Jay teased as everyone chuckled a little. Sunoo gave a tight smile and Sunghoon stood there on his phone like an iceberg.

"I mean, it is a little dodgy that they're not even being lenient on a university student." Yunjin shrugged, wondering how far they're willing to push a simple student.

Jungwon hummed and turned to Sunoo nonchalantly "Did you even ask them to give you a break?"

His voice was a little monotone, and nothing short of a scoff. Considering what Sunoo asked you last week, you gave a short glare to Jungwon, who didn't even notice it.

The others might not notice, but you felt the awkward cloud hovering over the table. You had to turn away again to breathe.

Sunoo mumbled before turning away from Jungwon. "They're already aware. But, it's nothing i can't handle."

With a little furrowed of Jungwon's brows, he casually glanced at Sunoo, giving the face that looked a little unbothered. You wished you could shut Jungwon up, knowing that there was already some doubts rooted in Sunoo's mind.

"Oh, so I guess you kind of landed yourself into that one," Jungwon remarked to Sunoo. The air kind of fell into a terse silence again until Jay cleared his throat.

"Well, it seems like they are a busy," he said, swerving the conversation to a lighter atmosphere. You're glad.

"I just hope they're not overworking you. You said it's unpaid, no?" You glanced to a blank Sunoo, who snapped out of it once you asked.

He gave a slight nod. "Yeah. But it's great experience. And they would give me a great reference."

"Just make sure they're not dodgy," Yunjin said, half-serious and half-joking. Sunoo just chuckled lightly, though it didn't reach his eyes.

"Hey, guys, I work there. I'll be fine." Sunoo drummed his fingers on the wooden table, sensing that everyone was a tiny bit worried for him, but he maintained his placid behaviour.

Everyone left it at that when the phones came out and everyone went back to their respective clouds of solitude. Sunoo took the chance to leave with Sunghoon, not before waving to you and Yunjin, to which you gave a respectful hand back.

After a good 5 minutes, Jungwon grumbled under his breath, letting him phone clatter to the table, alerting everyone of his little raincloud over his head. He soon ran a hand through his hair.

Jay glanced to him with a little side-eye. "You good there?"

Jungwon's brows dug deep into his head, a little frown tugging as always. You couldn't help but smirk at his continued rainfall of grimace that fell over him.

His head jerked to his phone, as if something horrible came upon it.

"Stupid film project." He pinched the bridge of his nose before glancing at his phone. Jay chuckled as he gave an are-you-serious look to his dear friend.

"You complained about this last time. Get a grip, Wonie, you're going to get projects."

"But do you even know the 'theme' or whatever?" Jungwon remarked with disbelief, as if thinking about it caused him internal pain. You rolled your eyes playfully, whilst Yunjin and Jay chuckled to themselves.

For Jungwon, it was a serious dilemma. "Individuality and warmth - what kind of shit is that?"

Amused, Jay decided to poke some more fun at Jungwon's strop.

"I think your teacher hates you," Jay said with another laugh under his breath. He knew Jungwon was the embodiment of ice- curt and hard to stay around if they were a complete stranger to him.

Yunjin joined in on the teasing. "Yeah, I think your teacher is out for you."

"He took one look at you and said, 'I'm going to make Yang Jungwon quit film'." You laughed under your hand, to which Jungwon narrowed his eyes at you and crossed his arms.

"Thanks for the support, guys," he grumbled, frowning at all of you guys with a voice deprived of joy, his cat eyes glaring at everyone.

"Even when thanking us you have to be sarcastic," Jay said, nudging Jungwon with a soft elbow. It only earned a peeved glower from the younger one, but you were thoroughly enjoying this.

"Yeah, you're totally going to fail this."

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Balancing 100 small gift bags in your arms was supposed to be time-efficient but you did look ridiculous. You doubted you were going to make it outside to the gardening booth without dropping some.

The seniors were already outside setting up the kiosk and putting the informative banners up. All you had to do was get the paper things outside.

Easy enough.

Jungwon said he would join you, but after waiting for him in the gardening room for 5 minutes, your patience ran thin and you decided to bundle a bunch in your arms.

So, here you were, walking down the halls of Yoreun, some people staring; you have no idea if it's from how ludicrous you look or if the past, nefarious news hadn't shaken off your figure.

Whatever it was, you were determined to finish quick, so you sauntered in a not-so-straight line. You blew air into your bangs as you walked, gasping when one nearly fell off the surface of your arms.

Though, you managed to balance it, and relief swept through you.

The outside area was so close, and you picked up the pace, not seeing anything else but the doors leading to the readying activities.

Before you knew it, a figure harshly knocked into your shoulder, sending a few dozen bags onto the floor. You yelped and glanced to see who carelessly stepped in your way.

And you scowled.

"Minhee..."

She gave an innocent look, a fake pout sent your way before she glanced down at your paper bags. A spark of anger ignited in your chest, but you forced yourself to freeze the emotion whilst she stepped away.

"Oh gosh. I'm so sorry," she uttered, tucking an annoying strand of her brunette lock behind her ear and gazing at your feet.

Without speaking, you crouched down to pick them up, but it only caused more gift bags to tumble from your arms, making you curse from embarrassment andl scathing anger.

"Oh, yn, I feel terrible. I would help, but I have class in 5 minutes," Minhee said with a dastardly tone. You could only look up at her with a clenched jaw.

She gave you a little smile before departing, and you were about to stand and yank her back by the arm, when a hand gripped your own shoulder, making you halt and breathe a little easier.

Glancing back, Jungwon stood behind you, boba eyes searching for your attention. You sighed and blinked at him, your lips etched with a sour look. Jungwon noticed and turned you back fully.

"You know you shouldn't give a reaction, right?" He chimed, momentarily gazing at the bags before crouching down and starting to collect them. His hair fell over his eyes and you clicked your tongue before following suit.

"I know, but she's so damn... annoying." You picked up the bags with an agitated snatch, frowning. Jungwon hummed, voice smooth, continuing.

"She is. But you know she's just jobless," Jungwon interjected, giving you a flick of his brown eyes.

Gosh, you know. But, it was like dealing with those popular and snobby kids in school a few years ago. They think they're on the high hill, and everyone was their doormat.

You thought by the time you arrived to uni, those people would disappear, or at least see you as nothing more than a ghost in the hallways. But no - Minhee was a thorn sticking into your side.

"Should I just let her then? Let her bully me?" You scoffed bitterly as you picked up about 30 bags hastily.

That earned a weary sigh from Jungwon as he followed suit. "Not what I said. I'm just saying that you can't let her get to you."

"Thanks so much for the advice..."

Jungwon snapped his eyes to you again at your sarcasm before standing with about 50 bags.

"I'm serious. People like her don't have a life. Now stop complaining and let's go. It's not worth it," Jungwon said as he jerked his head to the doors you were aiming for.

Not saying anything more, you picked up the remaining fifty bags and followed behind him, still trying to stitch your composure back together after Minhee tore it apart.

The breeze was soft, but icy as you and Jungwon made the route to the booth containing Danielle and another girl. They were crouched next to a brown box, conversing. They were interrupted when Jungwon gently placed the bags down into a little crate.

You were waiting to do the same, but he was taking so damn long that you ended up swerving around him impatiently. Not to mention that some of his bags tumbled out the crate, quivering because of the wind.

You huffed and nudged his elbow with yours, to which he looked at you with furrowed brows.

"What?"

"You're not even putting it in right. They're all flying away," you explained, gesturing to his shaky, paper bags. A scoff escaped his lips as he gripped them.

"How am I supposed to do it then?" Jungwon said with a snide as he turned his scrutinising gaze to you. To demonstrate, you moved him aside a little to access the crate on the surface of the booth.

Then, you let the bags hung on your wrist of one arm to strategically stand in the container to show him exactly how to do it. Jungwon watched, but his eyes showed no spark of realisation.

It was more of indifference.

"See?" You snapped your eyes to Jungwon in a matter-of-fact tone. He shook his head, rolling his eyes and proceeded to shove the bags into the crate.

"Does it matter? Just place it in efficiently. There's about 200 more gift bags to get." Jungwon continued to nonchalantly sort what he needed.

You stared incredulously, and scoffed. "But you might ruin it though-."

"You know what, just give me your remaining bags," he interjected when his hands were empty. Refusing to do so, you stepped back when he stepped forward swiftly.

You believed you could do it yourself and could do so efficiently. Which is why you held his arm with your free hand and glared at him.

"I can do it perfectly fine, Jungwon," You said, defending your strategy. Despite the hand on his arm, he moved forward and his fingers shot out to grab your remaining bags.

"Hey-."

Immediately, you stepped back and bumped into the pole of the booth as he came forward and he may have done it a little harshly because the next thing you know, gravity is pulling you backwards and your fingers dug into the wooden surface of the kiosk in an attempt to keep yourself upright.

With a yelp, you fell backwards when he basically pushed you, and landed on your butt. An immediate ache washed up your back, but there was also a tingle of pain in one of your fingers. Your forefinger to be exact.

Jungwon stared as you fell on your back, successfully gaining some of your bags, whilst the others remained crumpled around your wrist.

Guilt flashed across him as he saw your pained expression and glare, but he just stood there as you stared at your pastel green nails.

You gave out a disgruntled gasp, your eyes widening when you saw the abomination that just happened. With a swift turn of your head, you faced Jungwon, who flinched a little.

"You asshole!" You exclaimed in an exasperated tone, shoving your hand in his face. He was so glad the seniors weren't around to witness your yell.

"What did I do-?"

He was about to flare back in the same way, but he saw your finger, tip of the nail broken off haphazardly from the effort you exerted on the surface of the wooden table.

Jungwon froze and didn't know whether to laugh or be scared. From the glare you gave whilst standing up, he did feel a hint of apprehension.

With a slam of your hands, the bags were roughly placed on the table before you whirled around to meet Jungwon.

A look of amusement and anxiety twinkled in his eye before it quickly dispersed at your scowl. You invaded his space with your broken nail, a frown etched on your lips.

"Do you find this funny?" You accused Jungwon, stepping towards his taller figure. He didn't give an answer, but his shoulders hunched as if he was guiding the truth away from you- he found this funny.

Outraged, you nudged his chest softly, and he flinched, hiding the slight smirk of mirth. "Yang Jungwon, I'm actually going to kill you!"

He put up hands of surrender, brown eyes narrowed at you in defence.

"I didn't do shit," Jungwon asserted as he glanced down at you, remnants of amusement left in the slight crevices of his expression. You scoffed and cradled your poor nail with a desolate pout.

"You broke it," you whined to him. Your perfectly green pastel nail was now chipped off and somewhere in the dirt.

And gosh, did it tingle greatly with pain.

Upon hearing your cry, you saw Jay and Yunjin meander over whilst you mourned your nail, a flicker of annoyance immersing your whole being. Jungwon looked at them with a hand running through his silk strands.

The other two, seeing your distress, already knew what was coming. When they came over, Yunjin suppressed a chuckle when she saw your dramatic hug of your hand. Smirking, she crossed her arms whilst Jay rolled his eyes and hands tucked into his pockets.

"Want to explain why you're screeching like that?" She asked with a tease in her tone, mischievous eyes fluttering at you and Jungwon.

Though, you weren't in the mood for her cheeky comments and showed her your finger instead, showing the atrocity that was chipped on your nail. It took her a few seconds before she realised and made an 'ohhhh' gesture.

On the other hand, Jay couldn't help but smirk at the fact your green nails were ruined, and Jungwon stood there with a hint of remorse but more amusement than anything.

"Do you see this? He broke my nail. What am I supposed to do about this?" You asked tersely, your tone tense.

"Jungwon broke your nail?" Yunjin repeated, tilting her head and flickering her gaze to Jungwon. By the look on the younger one's face and the averted gaze, she guessed you weren't lying.

"Yes, he did. Do you think I would have ruined it?" You muttered back to Yunjin, examining your finger.

Jungwon glanced to you and your dramatic state. "I'm sorry, but I was just trying to get the bags."

"Asshole, I said I would put them down?"

"Yeah, in slow motion. I was trying to be time-efficient. We have more supplies to get," Jungwon retorted with furrowed brows, his body turned to you and a sassy hands on his hips.

His audacity, you thought. "And how did that work out?"

"Look, I said I'm sorry!" Jungwon threw his hands in the air in an exaggerated manner, his tone growing annoyed. You pouted whilst Jay and Yunjin giggled.

You're so glad you're the source of their little chuckles, but what were you supposed to do about this horror? You kept staring at your nail until Jay smirked and looked at Jungwon suspiciously.

"Why doesn't Jungwon just pay to get your nails done again?" Jay suggested. At that, it was as if your tingling nail disappeared from your thoughts. You slowly turned your gaze to Jungwon, who had a dropped frown.

And Jay's idea didn't seem bad at all. Your gaze melted into mischief and Jungwon looked at you as if he knew you would follow Jay's route.

"What a perfect idea!" You exclaimed, dropping the remaining bags into the crate and turning to Jay with a sweet smile. "Thank you, Jay."

Jay gave a mock salute, clicking his tongue as he did so. "You're welcome. Drain his card."

Jungwon scoffed in betrayal. "Are you kidding me?"

Shrugging, Jay ignored Jungwon's clear display of anguish and smiled at you. You were ecstatic and you honestly were due to change your nails anyway.

Heck, you wanted a different colour, charms, and obviously nail care because Jungwon obliterated your poor nail.

That's how you found yourself sitting in the nail salon at 4.30 pm, Jungwon to your left, and your right hand held by an older lady. The hum of the bright lights immersed the room in serenity, and Jungwon looked mildly bewildered.

It was as if he was a creature to a new environment, eyes focused intently on your hand that was being scoured by the technician, practically peeling off your old pastel green coat on your nails.

You noticed his curious eyes from the corner of your gaze, and looked up from your phone with a raised eyebrow.

"Did something catch your attention?" You asked, looking back at your phone and trying to find a nail design to enrapture your attention. Jungwon snapped out it, his focus leaving the curve of your hands and fingers.

"No, I'm just... confused. This is what you pay for every month?" He inquired, almost addled at the thought of paying so much for some... nails.

You sent a small smile to him as you shook your head in feign disappointment. "Why not? I'm pretty with it."

"You need nails to feel pretty?" Jungwon said with a deadpan look, eyes boring into yours as he leaned on the counter. You scoffed and shot your eyes to him.

"That's not what I mean. I like nails, and I want to do them for myself." You turned away to your phone on yesterday flat surface, scrolling through an endless list of designs in Pinterest.

He didn't react, but it seemed as up he still didn't understand. Deciding not to drag it on, he glanced at the screen, seeing your finger hover a few pictures of nails. From that, Jungwon concluded it must be inspiration. Except, you were incredibly indecisive and you couldn't choose a single idea to replicate.

Sighing in exasperation, you slid the phone into his view and pointed to it with determination.

"Choose one."

Jungwon shot an incredulous look as his face scrunched up into a scowl. "You want me to choose?"

Enthusiastic, you nodded silently in the chilled air of the salon. For Jungwon, a wave of uncertainty washed over him, and all he said was: " I don't know."

Of course he didn't. You frowned and grumbled under your breath as you scrolled more and more on the Pinterest page.

"You're actually useless," you mumbled, which earned a sharp look from him. Then, you added: "But since you're paying, I'll let you off."

You saw him turn away to gaze at the selection of nail polishes behind the technician, the array sending him into more confusion. He decided not to comment much. "Just don't drain my card."

"Thanks for giving me the idea," you said with a little smile full of mischief. Jungwon groaned and swiped the phone over to himself, scrolling.

When you whined and tried to get it back, he had selected a simple photo, one with the most simple French tips and a gloss coated over the nails. You weren't a simple girl - so this was unacceptable.

"Here. This one is nice," Jungwon interjected as he tilted the phone to your view. Shaking your head, a scoff escaped your lips.

"You didn't choose before and you don't get to choose now either. Give me," you chimed, batting your eyes at him with mock sweetness before snatching back your phone. He ran a hand through his raven hair and pouted a little from your clear rejection.

To be fair, he didn't choose them randomly. He genuinely thought the simple looks suited you, but how could he forget about your colourful personality.

Once the nails were cleaned, cut and filed, you finally chose a design and the technician went on her way to fulfill your vision. For a moment, all was silent, tranquil. A comfortable silence swayed between you and Jungwon, his brown eyes focused on your nails.

You couldn't help but think of him as a curious cat his head tilted, unblinking as he gazed at the operation on your fingers.

You noticed the way he didn't have any hostility in his face, no annoyance in his brows. He actually seemed peaceful, his chin leaned on his palm, hooded eyes sauntering over the curve of your hands.

When the technician pulled out the box of charms and twinkling gems, he snapped out of it and raised an eyebrow at the display, face inching closer.

"What are those?" Jungwon asked, addled. His tone just made you laugh as you turned to him, eyes turning to crescents.

"Charms?" You said, also mirroring his raised eyebrows. You don't understand why he was so confused, and it only gave you a realisation that he must be living under a rock.

He gave a little nod, leaning on his palm again, eyes never leaving your fingers.

"How much are they?"

"About 35,000 won?"

As soon as he heard that, Jungwon's balance on his palm practically faltered as he looked at you with a snap of his eyes. Shock swept over his face as he saw you completely unbothered.

"What!?"

About half an hour in, Jungwon yawned as he stared at your nails again, and then stared back at his. You also turned to Jungwon, seeing his tanned hands, the veins running down his arms, and you looked away.

Like before, an unfamiliar heat crept up your neck, and you became increasingly cautious of your gaze. To distract yourself, you started to speak.

"Why don't you get your nails cleaned. They're kind of crusty."

A scoff almost escaped Jungwon, brown eyes narrowing at you as if he was gripped by disbelief. "That's a new one."

Waving him off dismissively, you continued your ongoing pursuit of trying to get him to waste his money more but also make his nails look pretty.

"I'm just saying that even a guy can get his mails cleaned." You smiled a little, an underlying mischief buried in your tone. Jungwon shook his head, tilting his head at you again.

"My nails are just fine-."

Though Jungwon found himself giving his hand to another nail technician, his left hand was filed and cleaned by another lady.

A smile broke out on your lips the whole time, enjoying the slight burrow in his brows, the concentration and genuine curiosity of how the lady did it. Another serene silence immersed the air, comforting you.

With your first hand done, you sighed and perked up as you showed Jungwon your right hand with excitement. It made him turn to see the nude colour, the gems diligently engraved into your nail and an elegant gloss over the coated colour.

Absentmindedly, Jungwon clutched your hand with his free one, bringing it closer to himself, causing your breaths to catch in your throat, eyes unblinking. His hands were warm, and you swear, you felt a tingle run up your arm.

Maybe it was the fact you never had the touch of a man, but you kept your breaths calm, your words unspoken; though, to be so alarmed by Jungwon holding your hand made you feel pathetic, a heat running up your cheeks.

To you, it didn't seem like he noticed your flustered state because he was way too engrossed in seeing what was worth 35,000 won. Well, not until the silence was broken by the technician asking for his other hand.

Jungwon blinked and let go of your hand gently before giving his right hand underneath the glass. Only then did he realise that he held your hand so intently, and he cursed internally.

Even you didn't say anything, way too nestled by the thought of your cheeks heating up at the small contact of his warm hand.

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A/n: Lmao, I'm back <3 still planning chapter 31 and onwards, and I realised how much violence is in this...😀 thx for reading <3 also, I'm sorry if some of the quality of the pics are BAD. Idk why💀

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Taglist: @ilovejungwonandhaechan

SUNGHOON X FEMREADER

Never thought that you'll reach your limit with him.

Warnings: Oral penetration, Overstimulation, Backshots, Manhandling, Domination, Squ!rting, Fingering. Lot of wrong grammar (sorry not sorry)

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Sunghoon and I got in a big argument after knowing that he made a decision without my consent. I followed him inside our our house and we began shouting towards each other like the earlier argument was not enough for us.

“How many times do I have to repeat to you that it was just a small fucking contract!” He yelled at me while throwing his hand out. “But you still didn’t tell me! What if it cost your life? Your business?!” I yelled back "You're being dramatic!" He yelled to me, without thinking I pushed his body out of frustration that made him dumbfounded after my unaware action. “D-did you just-?” My eyes widened in shock after realizing what I just did. He made a hissed sound and clenched his jaw. “You’re going to regret it.” He spat on me. Oh fuck-

I cried out as my heart thumbs loudly on my chest while he kept thrusting his dick on my insides, hitting all my sweet spots that made my mind all white and blur. “F-fuck…y-you’re so…tight.” He groaned on my ear as he kept my legs open wide and close on my chest, folding me down in uncomfortable position but his member reached deep in my limit that made my eyes rolled back in my head. “Th- Gah.”

I choked out and try to let out some words. He slapped my face and gripped on my chin to pucker my lips open before spitting inside. “What a dumb fuck girlfriend I have here.” He chuckled above me while he brutally thrust inside me. He groaned from his chest and put his veiny hand around my neck. “Ahh…I can’t get enough of you, My love.” He gritted his teeth, adjusting himself until he hit me more deeper that made me scream out in pain and pure pleasure. Shakily lifting my hand up to hold on his shoulder while the bed creaks loudly under us because of his hard intense thrust. “F-fuck..Hoonie..s-slow down.” I breath out, choking on my breath and thrown my head back, feeling the unfamiliar sensation from my stomach. “C-coming…Fuck I’m coming.” I groaned as he continue to brutally ruin my spots. I shuddered, coming hard and squirted around his cock, on his abdomen that creates a sticky mess on our sweaty skin. “Fuck, that’s hot. Give me another one, love. Come on.” I screamed and gripped on the sheets harder as I cried out in oversensitivity. I started to feel myself again on the edge and squirted for a second time. “Ahh..fuck just like that.” He groaned, clearly enjoying the scene. “I c-can’t anymore….Tired.” I panted beneath him and tapped his shoulder but he didn’t stop his movements and instead, he pulled out and flipped me on my stomach that made me lay still. I could feel his body move closer behind me, pressing his weight on my back and put his lips close on the shell of my ear while caressing my body with his rough warm hands upwards to my chest, squeezing my breasts using the palm of his hand before thrusting back his dick inside me and I sobbed out in sensitivity. “Who told you we’re done? We still have a lot of time to say sorry to each other, hmm?” I hold my breath after hearing his words before he slammed my head down on the mattress and thrust in animalistic pace behind me, making my moans and cries muffle on the mattress, Drool kept falling from my lips while moaning his name like a mantra. “Ahh...I f-fucking l-love you..so much. I can't get enough of you.” He mutter between his breaths while he continue to ruin me until I’m out of breath..........

I feel drained (haha)

Waiting for this🤧 it's already so good🧚🏻‍♀️

Go check her account guys - it's so good😁🙌@enha-doodles

PROFILE 2 || ♫︎❣

Side characters

( I apologize for using offensive traits for the idols , not all the characteristics mentioned below are same as the idol's real ones . It's just for the fiction )

Choi yeonjun

- 24 years old

- oldest contestant

- the one with the most patience

- gets annoyed easily

- as giant as Big Ben-

Choi soobin

- 23 years old

- loves to argue

- calm

- hates math

Choi beomgyu

- 22 years old

- sassy

- bipolar

- likes to annoy people

Kang taehyun

- 22 years old

- kinda cold

- big brain

- strongest

- manipulative

Huening Kai

- 21 years old

- cute and innocent

- has a dark side

- contagious laugh

Lee Chareoyoung

- 20 years old

- only beauty , no brains <3

- clingy but doesn't shows it to every one

- trusts y/n very much

minatozaki Sana

- 20 years old

- cute

- clumsy

- dumb dumb

Kim minjong (Winter)

- 20 years old

- smart

- really beautiful

- glitches alot

Omg read this y'all - it's so damn good🤩✨🧚🏼‍♀️

CHAPTER 1 || ♫︎❣

➸ʚ Genre ɞ : Horror ( killer au )

➸ʚ Pairing ɞ : enhypenxreader!

➸ʚ Warning ɞ : gore, violence , cursing , killing , blood , betrayal , lot of plot twists

➸ʚ Featuring ɞ : Enhypen , Y/N , TxT , Chareoyoung ( itzy ) , Sana ( twice ) and winter ( aespa )

➸ʚ Plot ɞ : Several people are chosen to be in a game of "serial killer" which telecasts all over the world . 14 people Vs 1 killer . The people are unknown to who the killer is . You could think what can go wrong ? The path where the killer has to kill people on reality to win . If the people find out who the killer is , they win . Winners will get 1 billion won each . To confirm the killer , they will have a meeting and a voting will be held . The killer cannot kill after the meeting has been declared till the meeting day is over . If you vote out the wrong person , they'll be eliminated . Will money be the end of thier lives ? Will money be the cause of friendships ending ? Will the need of money cause betrayal and pain ?

➸ʚ Disclaimer ɞ : This is all a work of fiction and my imagination . Credits of the GIFs to the owners . None of the members have the same personality or resonate the traits mentioned below . I apologize in advance for making the idols mean / rude .

'Feather University' . A place to study but mostly escape plan for many students .

Coming from problematic families is the thing that motivates the students to stay more focused on studying . Well that's what the director of this uni thought that made him change the admission rules . Only allowing children that seem to have a pathetic bond with thier families so they can only study and make this university on top . But he didn't seem to think of the corupted minds of the children . Problems gives trauma . And trauma makes a person go insane , offc not always in a manner that they would go on a killing spree but in a manner that would stop the positive thoughts , in a way that they'll go so numb that nobody would really care about what is being spoken to them or if they will ever live . But some people are different . They become so cocky that it ends up being thier death :)

It was another boring day of uni and Y/N had woken up to yet another fight of her parents . It didn't really matter since all she had to do was ignore as she always did . She got a text from her best friend Niki telling her to hurry up as he didn't wanted to be late again . She sighed and went to her bathroom. She came out freshened up and hurried downstairs to the door still hearing her parents fighting again over a silly thing . She didn't bid them a "goodbye" as always but from the looks of it , her parents were too much into the fight to even notice their so called daughter leaving . While walking she noticed how it was too early for uni to start "ahh that little- he tricked me again " . She met up with Niki on the way "Let's stay in the park for awhile , I don't wanna go to uni this early " Niki said grinning. Y/N knew she couldn't be mad at him but she decided to pretend , pulling him by his ear she brought him close "Yah , why do you always call me this early " Niki was hissing in pain "I just wanna spend sometime with my bestfriend , jeez it that too much to ask ?" He said rolling his eyes and pulling Y/N who was laughing at his reaction . They spent some time at the park thinking it was the time to go they left .

Finally arriving at uni they walked to class together like they do everyday , passing funny jokes or sassy comments on whatsoever they were talking . Sadly their seat wasn't together so they had to part their ways . As soon as Y/N sat on her seat she was greeted by her friends . Sana loudly cheering " hello y/n " . She smiled " morning " Chareoyoung clinged to her arm " I forgot to do my math homework and now I would have to go the detention" she pouted . "My chae chae , don't worry I will accompany you to the detention , there is no fucking way I wanna go back to home instead staying with y'all " chae's eyes lit up " omg yay , I am sure Sana would come too " sana who was collecting her things which she dropped looked up and smiled " offc I didn't do my homework too " the 3 friends burst out laughing while there were few eyes watching Y/N laughing with her friends . Cute . They all thought .

On the other hand Niki was went towards his friends . "Ugh can we go somewhere , I seriously don't wanna go home today" said Sunoo . "Yes plz , I don't wanna see my father's face too , that bitch litteraly said he will send me to a boarding school if I continue this attitude " said jungwon . "I am gonna get detention so I guess i got my escape ?" Said jungwon . "Wahh then let's go to detention together , we'll annoy the crap out of Mrs. Lee" said Sunoo sitting on his bench . Niki heard you say that you will go to the detention so he thought why not . "Sure " "Is that because you don't have any option or your 'bestfriend' is coming too Niki?" Asked jungwon with a teasing glint but something was hidden in it . "Both I guess" Niki answered nonchalantly . Few sparks of jelousy burnt in their chests but they weren't the only ones jelous of Niki .

It was lunch time and you went to eat with Niki . "You got detention?" You asked while sipping your chocolate milk "yep , just for you" Niki said winking at you . "Pfft , stop" you laughed . Niki flirting with you was normal . You heard 2 seniors whispering about something like "I heard they will chose them from this uni " but you payed no mind to it . After eating , you , Niki and your friends went to watch the school basketball match . Your school team had the best players . They are all the famous seniors . Heeseung , Jake , yeonjun , taehyun and more but these were the most popular . Near you sat the class press group . They were called that because all the people in that friend group were the class president of their own class . Sunghoon , soobin , jay and huiening Kai . Beside you sat the boy that everyone kinda feared . Beomgyu . He was short tempered and usually got into fights . Gotta stay polite , we don't want a black eye now do we ?

The match was over with your university's team winning and everyone on the benches shouting and cheering thier lungs out . Now all of you had to attend classes again , Groaning everyone went on thier way . The classes were over but you still had detention . Things were gonna change a bit from this detention ...

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A/n : I apologize for posting this late but in my defense I had no idea how to start it out so I hope it's okay . This is not proofread . I am sorry if there are any typos .

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CHAPTER 2 || ♫︎❣

➸ʚ Genre ɞ : Horror ( killer au )

➸ʚ Pairing ɞ : enhypenxreader!

➸ʚ Warning ɞ : gore, violence , cursing , killing , blood , betrayal , lot of plot twists

➸ʚ Featuring ɞ : Enhypen , Y/N , TxT , Chareoyoung ( itzy ) , Sana ( twice ) and winter ( aespa )

➸ʚ Plot ɞ : Several people are chosen to be in a game of "serial killer" which telecasts all over the world . 14 people Vs 1 killer . The people are unknown to who the killer is . You could think what can go wrong ? The path where the killer has to kill to win . If the people find out who the killer is , they win . Winners will get 1 billion won each . To confirm the killer , they will have a meeting and a voting will be held . The killer cannot kill after the meeting has been declared till the meeting day is over . If you vote out the wrong person , they'll be eliminated . Will money be the end of thier lives ? Will money be the cause of friendships ending ? Will the need of money cause betrayal and pain ?

➸ʚ Disclaimer ɞ : This is all a work of fiction and my imagination . Credits of the GIFs to the owners . None of the members have the same personality or resonate the traits mentioned below . I apologize in advance for making the idols mean / rude .

[ Flashback to yesterday ]

In the dark room was seated a man with an evil smirk , knowing very well that the plan he came up with would gain him so much money that he could practically build another 3 schools/universities . Another ? Yeah well feather university was the first one he owned . Rings a bell ? Yep , the one and only director of the feather university "hwang sobong" . The more you get to know this person , the more you know what a human can do to have money and fame . The lights of the room suddenly turned on and in came 3 men who were called to have a meeting . "So is your plan ready hwang ?" Asked the man in blue suit . He seemed young and also quite familiar but the mask was hiding his face so he wasn't recognisable . Hwang shrugged it off being excited about getting the money from them . "Offc choi , and it's so good that you'll directly give me the funding "

So this is a meeting of 3 men who were ready to sponsor a great sum of money to hwang if he proved them that he will get more money through whatsoever he wanted . W old men and 1 young guy . Hwang was postponing it for a week having no plans in mind but yesterday a blub lit in his pyschotic head . He had called them and apologised saying he was busy in his university but he had a great idea for the deal . "What is it sobong ?" Asked Mr. Gae who was seeming annoyed by the man sitting Infront of him . "Patience gae " hwang rolled his eyes . "So what I thought was that we'll have a reality show that will be telecasted all over the world and trust me they would be waiting fur more episodes of it " Mr. Shin was confused but disappointed . "Tch you ran all week from us and this is what you give ? You know how much reality show flops . Plus what could be your 'oh-so great idea' that it would make people like it ?" Sobong just laughed . "Your saying it because you haven't heard it yet shin . Now listen . This show will have 15 People and 1 would be the killer . They have to find the killer . If the killer wins he'll get 5 billion won and if the players win , they'll get 1 billion won each " the young man looked interested but had questions . "You are saying it like there haven't been serial killer movies that people already have bitched about " "that's because their movie didn't had an actual killer" the 3 men were perplexed . Partly knowing where this was going "what do you mean , stop beating around the bush and spit it out hwang" said Mr. Gae . "The killer will actually kill people , this way there would be no heavy props needed and no acting . All real reactions .That would perk up interest of this generation and this will surely blow up" "who will be the contestants ?" Asked choi . Hwang smiled . "I've got some people in mind" gae interrupted "and they'll risk their lives for you because -?" "We'll either offer them money or well just force them " replied sobong ever so casually . Shin was going to deny it when "give us more details but , this deal is on" said choi bringing his hand out to confirm the deal with a handshake which was desperately accepted . "I am so glad to be working with you . Thank you so much Mr. Choi " said sobong grinning ear to ear .

"Sir I think this is a bad idea . That man seems out if his mind . He is talking about killing people in real . I don't get why you agreed ." Asked shin worriedly when they were walking back to their own office . " Uncle we are providing money secretly , which is gonna be given back to us in 5 months with Interest . I think this idea will work . He will the one at blame . I don't see the problem " gae added to him "I mean I think he's right , we'll get money and an entertaining show I guess " shin wasn't ready for this show but there is no other option . The deal is fixed . He had a bad feeling about this show , but not in a way that it'll give them loss but in a way that shows an upcoming disaster .

A/n : sorry for the long wait but I was kinda unmotivated about this series :/ . Hope it's going okay . Not proofread so sorry of there are any mistakes . Have a nice day :]

Back to sobong who was humming a song while reading a few biodatas of some people . Correction . Students . Students if his own university . He knew them well so this was the best choice for him . He knew how strong the children there are and how money affects some of them . He already had a few students in mind who were always the talk of the university . 'more people will watch it it's the popular kids' he thought . Choosing good 15 students out of thousands was a bit difficult but it wasn't impossible at all . sure it's gonna be a long night but it's worth the money he's getting . After hours of working and barely being able to keep his eyes open , hwang snapped a pic of those 20 student's datas he finalzed , relived that if 5 disagreed he still had the number if people he needed . Plus he atleast has a good amount of money to offer to play the game . But a little cheating won't hurt right ? They'll just don't know that it's all a 'reality' game till they enter the playground :) . Thinking about all the luxuries he can afford after this game , he left to his home just to drop straight at his bed knocking out cold . Tomorrow's gonna be the starting of finalisation of the players .

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