3RD PERSON | IN A VERY UNSURE LOCATION

As the three friends helped each other tie the three helpless teenage girls, they treated the whole situation as a 'very fun bond' which other people heavily thought otherwise. After they had caught up all the way back from the underground bar, they were able to smuggle Jeonghan's victims inside Jimin's car that he always brings to work.

And yes, the two supposedly employees (which are Jimin and Jihyo) left the underground bar. Leaving their boss clueless as to where the heck is his two employees in the middle of their job.

"So, what are you planning to do with them as soon as they wake up? Are you going to have some ~fun~ with them?" Jimin smirked and rested his arm over the blonde male's shoulder.

"Nope, I don't do something like that. I just either shot or torture them until they die. That's mostly my cup of tea." Jeonghan responded, trying not to leave a hint of emotion in his voice at all.

"Waaaahhh... you are perfect when it comes to these!" Jimin complimented.

"Yeah, you're right brother. But it does sound a lot sadder than funny to me honestly." Jihyo spoke up and stood beside her sibling.

"Oh, I just realized that now. Sorry Han." The boy gave him a nervous smile and proceeded to do some random aegyo like his friend won't forgive him for what he said.

"Yeah yeah, I forgive you so stop it. But I also do think that-"

"Look, they're waking up!"

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JEONGHAN

I was almost going to tackle Jimin when his dear precious sister stopped me from doing so at the right exact time. The three of us were looking at the three girls we just kidnapped and quickly wore our masks to hide our faces in case. And finally, both of the three girls woke up and landed their eyes before us.

Horrified and scared, the only reaction that I wanted for them to feel before I completely take their lives from them.

"W-Where are w-we..?" One with the blue streak asked.

"Y-Yeah! Where are we?! Why are we tied up?!" The other followed but with a furious tone that I didn't expect.

We didn't answer any one of their questions and just stared at them blankly. Jimin soon handed me a gun that I guessed was from my bag. He also gave his sister a knife that wasn't mine and maybe his. He was also armed with a similar type of weapon.

"Y-You... I KNOW YOU'RE THE MAN WHO HELPED HAYOON EARLIER!" Ella finally spoke up.

"Wow, I'm glad that you remember my appearance yet you don't know my name. Do you know who I am Ella?" I stepped closer and bent down to her level, smiling like a murderer behind my black mask.

"N-No... but who are you anyway?! I am CERTAIN that you are not from my class!" She looked at me and tried her best to examine my eyes, thinking of a perfect name that can fit me a lot.

"Listen, baby... I think that's not important anymore..." I stood up and stretched my neck, making a small 'crack' sound in the process. "But the most important here though is for you to pay your sins through me..."

I looked at my friends and nodded my head. They nodded back and brought out three handkerchiefs and walked towards them. They were sure to show them that they were equipped by a knife as they tied their mouths tightly and checked the ropes once again. They both stepped back after they were done and-

I was hella ready.

"Ready to go to hell or heaven? God will judge." I stated before I aimed my gun at the first girl I'll be taking.

Only desperate muffles can be heard from the other two as they knew they were slowly going closer to death. In the case of the first girl I pointed my gun at, she already shut her eyes off and hid her face close to the wall behind her. I can already feel my other witnesses grinning, waiting patiently for the show to start.

Don't worry, it'll start very soon.

But then, when I was going to finally pull the trigger, my phone started to continually ring inside my pocket. Making me a little annoyed and the thrilled audience behind me disappointed, as the girls sigh in relief for their extra minutes to be just alive.

"Hello? What do you need, Mingyu?" I accepted the call and spoke first.

"Hyunggg!" He spoke with a very joyful and cheery tone. "What ya doing? I don't see you anywhere in school."

I already knew he was going to ask me that first so I tried my best to just change the topic to something very beneficial instead. "Hayoon? What's Hayoon currently doing?"

"She's fine. I just walked her to the gate for someone to pick her up. Remember the young-looking officer we saw at the place that sells milkshakes? Yep, he's the one who picked Hayoon up." He answered.

Right after when he told me about that f*cking police officer that I'm trying not to be jealous over, I quickly felt my blood boiling but I was thankful that I got to stop myself from turning into a volcano that's going to burst out. But when I was still trying to calm myself, muffles from the first girl started to get louder and louder and it wasn't helping my situation.

She made it more worse for me and for her.

I looked at her with big large flames and anger in my eyes and pointed my gun right at her-

BANG!

I shot her dead right in the chest with just a single tiny bullet, leaving her to bleed and die beside her alive friends.

"S-So, is that one of the two girls or E-Ella?" I suddenly heard Mingyu stutter from the phone with an obvious hint of pure fear and concern.

"It's not for you to know," I spoke again with a cold tone. "Besides, I'm really busy here."

"S-Sure, I don't want to disturb you or anything. So see you soon I guess..." He mumbled.

"Don't worry, you're not disturbing me. I'm also going home as fast as I can. I can't let father know about this and I can't just let you face that monster alone." I said as I changed my tune a little calmer and a little more comforting. "I think I'll be home around 7."

"Thanks, brother. Just c-call me if you need help." He stuttered again.

"No need, bye Mingyu."

"Bye hyung." He hung up.

After he hung up, I was sure to turn my phone into a silent and slid it back into my pocket. I looked at the remaining two girls and as I expected, they were terrified for their lives once again. I took a short glance behind me and I can already feel my friends smiling evilly again behind the piece of clothing covering their mouths.

I lifted my gun in front of my eyesight and admired its basic design. I later shifted my eyes away from the gun and looked at them. Suddenly letting a big crazy laugh out of nowhere, complete with big horrifying eyes to complete the 'crazy serial killer' act I was pulling off.

'Remember, this is for her, not for you and not for anyone else.'

The same thought repeated in my head over and over again that doesn't seem to stop-

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And finally, another way to prove my real and pure love for her.

3 bullets for the other girl and 5 bullets to finally close the book of Cha Ella's tragic life story.