His heavy steps walks in with loud thuds each time his ankles hits the ground. If this was an action story coming to life then there'd be smoke screens coming from behind his back.

His face was getting cramps after smiling so much after that meaningless speech that everyone loves but both his hands are itching to strangle Jimin who almost ruined his and Taehyung's life.

"Where is he." He growls as his eyes searches through from corner to corner of the small space. But all he could see was the Jin sitting in a chair while looking though the mirror and rubbing his handsome face.

With one person to approach, he talks "Jin, where's Taehyung and Jimin?" But Jin shakes his head in response.

"Don't know, they ran away." Jungkook clicks his tongue. The small spy tech was turned off that he suspected to be the fault of Jin and he knew Jin would do just that.

Jungkook took out his cellphone and called Taehyung that he had no expectations of it being picked up.

He sighs

It was expected but he had a small hope, he slid his phone where it belong and foots the fastest ran he had ever pulled in his track team leaving Jin who didn't care for whatever fate those three had in cost.

Taehyung panted when he stumbled upon his old class. How did he even ended up here, he wonders.

"Why did you pull me here?" Taehyung turns to face Jimin and smiles.

"I don't know."

".. You should've ran alone and abandon me, you didn't have to take me with you besides, it's better if we run separately-"

"Shh!" Taehyung claps his hand to Jimin's cute cheeks. "Is it wrong for us to spend time together? It's been so long!"

Jimin frowns with his duck face cheeks.

"Let's think of your plan here." Taehyung pulls two chairs for them.

"I already did." Jimin sat. "A very.. stupid plan." Jimin smiles sadly.

"What is it?" The other tilted.

"I can't tell you but it's a guaranteed one."

The younger's pocket vibrates for the second time. Jimin's cheeks were left alone but his eyes widen when he saw Taehyung who took out his cellphone. Taehyung on the other hand had his lips quivering a frown and eyes half lidded as we watch Jungkook's icon pop out.

"Do you still love him?"

Taehyung nods but an unsure one. "I know it's wrong but I think I do.. he tried to save me and I.." Taehyung shakes his head. "I love him but I don't want you to be hurt. I rather put my feelings aside."

"Taehyung, I-"

Jimin quickly pulled Taehyung away from the classroom. Someone just entered the school. They ran to the stairs but as soon as they heard the footsteps on the stairs, they quickly ran to the other way.

They couldn't go down, they were trap.

Jimin pushes the both of them to the room that was supposedly to be for changing room that was occupied by empty souls. In the corner of that room was a closet that was supposedly to be filled with supplies.

"Taehyung, go hide there!" The boy hurried and pushes Taehyung towards that closet.

"Stay here and don't peek." But Taehyung didn't let go of Jimin's crunched sleeve, he used strength to pull Jimin.

"We can both hide here!" Taehyung reasoned but the steps are getting closer. "There's no time for you to search another place!"

Jimin looks at him, almost frozen at the ticking time before pulling his warm hands away from his body.

Jimin knows that better than Taehyung.

"I'll be fine."

But he knows he won't.

It was due to his luck that after he opened the exit door his shoulder was pierced with a hot and sharp bullet.

Taehyung heard the loud shot, he disobeyed Jimin and opened the closet door to the smallest peek. But he couldn't bring himself to reveal himself.

Jimin was screaming to the top of his lungs. It hurts, it hurts so bad that he rolled himself to the floor as so being kicked away by the shooter.

"Aren't you lucky?" The shooter revealed to be Jungkook, his face was terrifying, something neither Jimin and Taehyung had seen and the worst part is that he had a smile, not a nice one.

"It was supposed to hit your brain but Oops" He said so casually, kicking and stepping on the bloody wound he just added to Jimin's skin. "Where's Taehyung?"

"I don't kn- AKKHHH" Jimin screamed again after his wound was stomped harder and harsher.

"He's here is he not?"

Jimin's bottom lips were bleeding from how much he bit it for him to not know any fear in tears. He couldn't see if Taehyung is looking at him or not but hopefully the later. He felt so cornered, so petrified, so useless in this situation. His free hand that reached through the knife in his pocket was useless because of how slow he was. Jungkook could dodge, Jungkook could take the knife away and he could throw it away.

Jungkook has a gun but he also has a cutter box that he had yet used. Jimin won't open his mouth and so be it.

"Any last words?"

Of course there is. His eyes momentarily locks to the empty grey ceiling, he forced his lips up his best smile for the last time knowing Taehyung was watching him. Unknown salty liquid started to pour and sweep down his cheek, he saw Jimin's last words.

"Taehyung, I love you."

Jimin's last smile even after being slit on the neck.

It was at that, Taehyung let out a small whimper. He muffled his cries but his eyes couldn't look away from dead, smiling, neck slit friend that he once knew.

"I love you too.." softly, he whispers his answer.

Jungkook sighs, he couldn't get the answer to his searchings but his hands were bloody.

But

"Finally.."

He starts with a snicker, then a chuckle and then a loud maniacal laugh. It was so funny that he had to cover half of his face with that blood stained hand.

Half of his face was painted by his red hand, he didn't care nor pay much attention to it but he was still laughing. Laughing at how easy and quick to kill someone.

"It's been fucking months! God should've let people pissed me more!" The joy of seeing a fragile body, the thrill of holding a deadly sharp object, It's been months since he had slit someone's neck.

"Thank you Jimin! Thank you for making me feel joy again! Thank you so much!" He could practically kiss Jimin's dead body for how grateful he is.

He had his laugh, he had his joy, but now is the time to search for his lover again.

He took out his phone again and merely stare at it. No calls, but only a few taps and stares.

His smirk widens again, he walks to the slightly opened closet. He opens it without hesitation and saw his target lover, shaking, crying, hugging himself in fear.

Jungkook really is a killer

Damn right he is.

"Hello Taehyung, nice to meet you." He smiles, but it was dark, it was crazy, Jungkook is crazy.

Fear consumes Taehyung's frozen feet. He was on the floor and he still couldn't set his eyes away from Jimin. Taehyung has to run away but he was too frozen at that point to do anything.

"Baby, you should've turned off your GPS if you wanted to get away from me." Jungkook's printed face wasn't making the petname any attracting.

What could he say? 'Why did you do that?' Or 'Please spare me' or even 'I hate you' were a good choice, but how could he say something so different?

"Please bring Jimin back.." he hiccups through his beg.

"Being Jimin back?" For a moment his eyes looked innocent when he tilted his head. "I'm not God, I can't bring people back to life." He steps closer and lifts Taehyung's chin up, leaning close to kiss him.

"NO!" Instead of getting a kiss, Jungkook got a loud slap that mark printed on his right cheek. Taehyung inches further away, Jungkook had just blocked the exit with his body so what does he do now?

Jungkook pins him down, brought his wrist in a tied position and got in between his legs.

"Do you hate me?"

Of course Taehyung hates him but he couldn't say that. He spat disgustingly to the face Jungkook has. "Go away!" He kicks his feet here and there.

Jungkook wipes his face and pecks Taehyung's forehead "I finally realized something Taehyung, something very important.." He starts to explain, tongue licking his lips.

"I'm in love with things that's covered in blood. I love how fragile they are when I step on them, I love them so much because they make me happy. Do you understand that?"

Taehyung didn't. "You're crazy!" He struggles and wiggles himself out but Jungkook took out his bloody cutter knife and place it near his neck.

"I love you so much, so much that you couldn't possibly know how I feel!" He continued. "When I first saw you, I realized something.. I realized how fragile you are, if I were to break you I'd be easy! It'd be a thrill! You were perfect Taehyung, so perfect for my knife to sink in! You're the one, the one I've been wanting to kill over and over again and no one would be able to replace you. That's why I can't let others touch you, they can't have this thrill, they can't have this fun, they simply can't! You're mine, you're mine and only mine to play with."

Taehyung looks at him with surprise written all over his face. Was love only a word? This wasn't a funny joke. He hoped for all this to be a joke. No. A dream would be better.

"To be fair, you were the one that made me realized this, ever since that night you saved me I became a man that strives for blood and wounds."

He didn't want to die but he couldn't do anything to keep himself alive, his pants starts to warm up.

"But don't worry Baby." Jungkook cares his cheeks. "I won't kill you." Jungkook's words didn't seem to get rid of his fear.

"You're special." Taehyung's top lip was kissed. "I'll cut you, then I'll heal you, then I'll break you, then I'll heal you and the cycle ends when we die of old age." Taehyung's tears were licked.

"You won't die but you'll want to."

Like a demon came out of hell. Jungkook was far cruel and sadistic compared to a demon.

What did Taehyung do wrong? He did his best in studies, he's friendly and helping towards his friends and families, he helps homeless puppies on their feeding, there wasn't anything sinful about his life.

Maybe it was meeting Jungkook.

He starts to accept it. If only he didn't got on his knees and gave a plastic worth of groceries then maybe would've died, if only he didn't smile to him then maybe he wouldn't murder all those people, if only he didn't approach Jungkook on his first day of school maybe Jimin would still be alive and stroke his head whenever he felt sad.

His lips were cold and was warmed by another pair. He wouldn't call his skin as smooth as milk but it was caressed with each stroke he got when he was left topless.

"I love you. Forever."

Is this.. despair?

The other form of despair that he saw was something red, maybe orange colored that ended with a white flash. Before he knew it he couldn't move his body and neither could Jungkook.

"If you really are on neither side then I could trust you with this." Jin's palm was weighted by something that Jimin gave.

"Seokjin, I really did plant a bomb in this school and the times activates for 10 minutes after you press this bottom.. if you really want to join Namjoon then go ahead.. but my last request is for Jeon Jungkook to die in the blast."

"What about Kim Taehyung and the people?"

"I'm at this point now.. justice is just another name for hoax, the people in the festival might be guilty or not but none of us care do we?"

"You didn't answer my question for Kim Taehyung."

"... I already had Taehyung convinced that Jungkook was never on his side.. he'll most likely be killed by Jungkook soon.."

"Kim Taehyung and Jeon Jungkook.. what a tragic story.."

Jimin smiles. "But if we were to be dead, I wish that I could at least tell him that I love him."

"I failed to do that but I at least hoped you'll be able to do that." Jin smiles back.