"So tell me," your mother said. "Do you love someone?" she asked and you smiled, looking down as you washed the dishes.

"Well, I have someone in my mind though" you said, a tint of pink on your cheeks.

"Really?! What's his name?" your mother asked excitedly.

"Jeon Jungkook" you said. "I met him on my graduation day. He's my classmate's brother" you added.

"Then it looks like my daughter is ready for her wedding" your mother teased and you blushed uncontrollably that even the maids who were standing aside let out a smile.

"I'll ask your brother to take care of talking about the wedding with Jungkook's family" your mother said.

You know that your brother would do anything for you. After your father died, they made sure that you never felt lonely because of not having your father by your side.

Six months later~

The rain kept pouring outside, the city going on with its evening life.

Still in your wedding dress, you entered your bedroom.

"Y/n, I don't love you"

Jungkook's words from the morning kept playing inside your head.

For a few minutes, you breathed heavily at the thought that your wedding was just stopped by the groom himself.

And Jungkook didn't love you. He tried to tell you this several times, and he could do it only today.

"He doesn't love me" you mumbled under your breath. "JUNGKOOK DOESN'T LOVE ME!" you yelled this time.

Screaming, you threw away the glass vase that was kept at the entrance of the room.

Flipping the coffee table in your room, you took all the things that were placed on your study table and threw it on the floor, each object breaking into tiny pieces.

Gripping the golf stick that was placed in the corner of your room, you used it to hit everything that caught your eyes.

"HE DOESN'T LOVE ME!" you yelled again, throwing the golf stock at the glass door of the balcony, cracking it.

Sitting on the bed in your room which was a disaster, you gripped your hair out of frustration.

"Y/n" you heard your brother's voice from behind you as he heard you speak.

"I want him".

Two months later~

"Y/n, you have to move on if Jungkook doesn't want to marry you" your mother said for the nth time this day.

"No" you said sternly while still chopping the vegetables.

You love him. And love cannot be stopped when it's an obsession.

"Look, he doesn't love you. Then you should-" your mother's words were cut off as you pierced the knife inside her throat.

"He will love me" you said with no emotion and looked at your mother who was not able to breathe.

Throwing away the knife on the kitchen counter after pulling it out of your mother's throat, you walked to your bedroom, starting to play the piano there.

Another hour passed when you heard the door to your room open.

"Y/n! Mom-" your brother, Minho's words were cut off by you.

"I killed her" you said nonchalantly, still tickling the ivories. "That old bag said that Jungkook does not love me" you said with a small pout, your back facing Minho.

Slowly, you got up from the chair you were sitting on and walked towards your brother, startling him.

"Don't worry. You'll go to mom" you said, a psychotic smile on your face as you took the golf stick in your hand.

"Y/n-" Minho's words remained untold as you hit his head with the golf stick.

Two weeks later~

(A/n: A lot of time skips. I'm sorry)

"Jungkook, think about Y/n" Jungkook's father said. "Think about how she'd feel when she just lost her family because of some psychopath" he said, just like how the outside world believed that your mother and brother were killed by some random killer.

"Don't you remember how hard it was for you when your mother died?" he asked.

"But I just don't want to lose my first kiss" Jungkook mumbled under his breath while sitting on the dining table chair which was across yours.

"I've not yet lost my first kiss too" you said with a smile, loud enough for only Jungkook to hear.

"I don't want to marry anyone, appa" Jungkook protested. "I have my own dream and I want to achieve that" he said.

"Why can't you do it with your wife by your side?" his father who was sitting beside him said.

"Because she's weak and pathetic. She'd only be a burden on me" Jungkook said, on the verge of bursting out with his anger.

"Jeon Jungkook, you've to listen to me" his father said sternly as Jungkook clenched his jaw in anger.

"I don't have to" Jungkook spoke through gritted teeth.

"Why can't you just-" his father's words stopped as the mere butter knife was pierced inside his throat. But one can kill anyone with just anything.

Blood gushed out of his father's throat as Somi, Jungkook's younger sister who was sitting beside you, widened her eyes while her hands started shaking and she was about to scream.

"Stfu" Jungkook said in an annoyed tone to his sister as he pulled out the knife from his father's throat.

(A/n: Deja vu)

Looking at you, he gave a death glare, wanting you to gtfo of his life.

Letting out a little chuckle that amused Jungkook as he saw no fear in your eyes, you gripped the fork that was placed by the side of your plate.

At the speed of light, you stabbed the neck of Somi, who was sitting beside you, using the fork.

"That's even" you said and gave him a deranged smile.

Jungkook let out a little laugh at you as you got up, walking towards him.

"Now tell me, Jeon Jungkook" you said and tilted your head to the side.

"Will you marry me and let us be partners in crime?" you asked and the man beside you gave a smirk.

Grabbing you by your waist that made you land on his lap, Jungkook smashed his lips on yours and there goes your and his first kiss.

Pulling away, he stroked your cheek.

"You're my type. Not weak and pathetic like those slow and shy girls" Jungkook said as you wrapped your arms around his neck.

"And finally, I get someone to help me bury the dead bodies" you said, making Jungkook laugh.

"I may be a psychopath. But trust me. I can be loyal to you" he stated.

"Likewise" you said, grabbing the back of his neck and pulling him into another kiss.

Love is more crazy when two psychopaths love each other.