"Bae Joo-hyun, code name : Irene , a famous actress that you definitely don't want to piss off her fans

Also the leader of the group of girls that always force Tae to do her a favor"

His smirk grew wider every-time he reads something new and unexpected of the current prime target. His fingers pressed down the screen of his tablet and scrolled it up again to obtain newer things.

"Secretly uses illegal drugs and was never caught." It was clearly something society would never want to know even if you're occupation is a top actor or a top model, but he came to a conclusion. "she probably used Taehyung to dispose of it" became the only reason for it.

It became more annoying, to read about other's deepest captured data that he didn't have interest to him is like eating seafood, you get to look at the aquarium where it's living and breathing regularly, your eyes would be glued towards it at how fascinating it is with its tail, but once it's serve on the plate, the taste would last a few minutes before forgetting its beauty.

That was what Irene is, seafood

What's better than seafood is Taehyung, an elegant flower that he monitors on his computer screen to see in case it needs nutritions and water everyday. A beautiful flower he will not eat until it approaches the sun.

"Oh, he's waking up" On the screen was a beautiful male that had just set his eyes on the sunlight, yawning and the first thing he caught to be mouthing was what kept Jungkook alive today. "Jungkookie.."

"So fucking cute" He couldn't keep his eyes off the screen until he's finished.

But Taehyung was calling for him, it would be a taboo to ignore that, so he carries on walking to Taehyung's room. "Tae, I'm here-" his arms almost move a counter attack due to his reflex of self defense, but his brain caught out in time on who this big soft palms that covers his eyes belong to.

"Guess who?~"

"Oh~ I wonder who ~"

The butler didn't expect to run into the game, but he has to watch in agony how buffoon like the two are acting and by that, he watches them with his tray of breakfast.

"Get ready!" Taehyung felt his arms being caught and looped to above his head as he got pushed by Jungkook who teasingly lifted up his shirt without mercy.

"W-wait! I'm- haha!!" Taehyung laughs his wits out when Jungkook playfully wiggles his fingers around Taehyung's waist, which is his worst ticklish spot.

"Master Jeon-"

"Oh Tae" Jungkook smirks "Where have you been in all my life?" He stops the act and that's where the third point of view became tense. Their legs loop around each other, body being pinned and face extremely close to each other. "J-Jungkook?" He flinched when the other's hand ghost around his soft belly, slowly running upwards to reveal more of the shirt.

"Master Jeon, can I have your most attention please!" The butler grew impatient at how his long time Master suddenly grew to be childish and very mannered, it disappoints him.

"Right, breakfast" Jungkook would lie if he said he knew his presence, he got too distracted on getting in the mood that he would curse his butler to be in the room. But before he moves away, he pulls down Taehyung's shirt so the butler wouldn't see. Taehyung felt a bit ticklish by the action.

No one is allowed to see Taehyung's skin except for him

The butler arranges the morning intake neatly on one of the tables in Taehyung's room which again and as always looks stunning to the eyes of Taehyung's when it's nothing special for Jungkook.

"Sebastian, I thought I told you to wait outside."

"You weren't in your room so I grew worried and tried to find you" and that's how he ruined Jungkook's perfect moment.

"Mr.Butler, you're so nice for worrying over Kookie but he's super tough!" Taehyung raise his arms with mouth full of croissant. "Look at those musclessss" Jungkook was fawned by the compliment and blushes.

"Well I suppose.. get ready for school now." He sighs as he pulls out their uniform from the closet.

The time passes on fast but never enough to get rid of the girls blocking his way but the one main girl he awaits took her time since she was next door. But that time did come.

"Make way girls" the first pitch already irritates him, how did people stay loyal to her? He wonders

"Master Jeon" She greets him with a smile, all the other boys bite their teeth in agony.

"Omg it's the Queen Irene!"
"Jesus, Jeon's got it all huh?"

Irene slides a card under his sleeve and winks.

"I'm Irene, Call me" He already knew her name so it wasn't anything new, he wouldn't call her either if the situation was different, but she still had high predictions that Jungkook would call her because of her status.

And she was right, half right, later on during the day when the two boys were in the penthouse Jungkook gave her a call with his extra Nokia 3310

"Hello?"

"It's me, Jeon Jungkook"

"Seeking interest with me?" Her calm collective tone suddenly turned into a dramatic flirty one, the act wasn't taken to a liking for him.

"Are you busy?" A gasp was definitely heard there.

"No!"

"Wonderful, meet me at Glam Lounge" He hung up the phone after Irene excitedly agreed.

"An Idol's image huh" Glam lounge is a very popular bar in Seoul with a great reputation for bringing great cocktails and wonderful bar lightings. If Irene were too carelessly caught on camera drinking one or doing explicit things, her career would be an instant game over.

"Taehyung, I'm going out for a bit ok" Jungkook half shouted at the boy who's busy playing Mario kart. "Take care!"

Everything is going to be as planned. Just come earlier and hid the camera behind one of the plants or bushes and offer her a very high level alcoholic drink and it'll all be good. But why is he packing gloves and towels and more importantly scissors?

It was just in case.. just in case it happens again. He takes his bag full of items.. but keeps the scissor into his pocket.

Getting in wasn't surprisingly hard for him, he used to barge in at the place all the time because of his privilege in the country, but it was usually for some check ups on his employees or one of their company's model, he hardly drinks in the place but he tried not to since he prefers more decent and quiet place. Besides, he was still a minor so he had to put on a face mask every time he entered.

The party was wild like it has been for night and nights. As expected for one of the high class pubs in Seoul. Not one person was NOT drunk as far as he knows so it was easy to pay for a private room and set everything up.

"So hot.."

Ugh, flirty people.

"Sorry, I'm in a hurry" his looks were a big turn on even when he puts on his mask, but he didn't realize that it was actually a part of his good looks, he had to turn down a lot of people during the search.

More wondering in the midst of crowds, he finally finds her but unfortunately she didn't saw him and the mask helped. "Irene!"

"Master Jeon~" once recognizing the voice, without hesitation she wraps his arm around her making a slight contact with her breast.

"You look lovely today" Jungkook smiles and lied about the compliment. Boys in the area were glancing at her and her revealing outfit and Jungkook doesn't like revealing outfit of a dirty woman, hence unattractive.

"You look mighty yourself" She winks, but she's right, Jungkook was only wearing a plain white shirt and some black pants but it was enough to reflect all those biceps and triceps and under muscle thighs.

"I got us a room" her heart jumps in excitement. "French 75" Jungkook slides the bill, the bartender nods and it quickly. The illegal drink passed by his hand quickly and Irene pulls him to the room.

"Come on!"

Once at the room, Jungkook didn't waste time on handing over the drink with the reason;

"I got this for you"

Irene wasn't a virgin drinker at least, hell she's not even a Virgin! Irene was excited to sip it like cold tea from the microwave.

"It was worth skipping work to come here!" Indeed it was.

The recording camera showed perfectly how she enjoys the mood, everything was done and all he has to do now is stick with her until she's drunk enough to pass out. But the illegal alcoholic beverage charged her systems earlier than expected.

"Aaaaaah fuck I have to get rid of those things tomorrow" Her flushed red face was the proof of chemical reacting to her body so in conclusion, she'll answer anything you ask.

"I'll just... give it to my cute friend tomorrow.."

"Cute friend as in Kim Taehyung?"

"Yea that's the guy,,,, he's always so dumb and stupid to realize I'm only using him... friends? Makes me wanna throw up" She takes another sip.

"He gets on my nerves sooooooo much like what's with that nice attitude? No one in school even likes him! Why is he being so nice to everyone?" Jungkook clenches onto his right pocket.

"He's such a trash.. I ought let my gay manager rape him for good.. hah.. at least that's what's gonna make him worth of someth-"

"-You're getting annoying"

A swing from the sharp scissor fills her mouth and the back of the throat in an instant, Irene screams with all her might but her vocal cords are pierced and soaked in blood so all that came out were groggy sounds.

"Oh"

Irene struggles to get out of his grip but Jungkook held her good in place by holding down her neck with one arm and body slamming into her.

"I thought sluts likedyou likes this position, what's it called again..The choking?"

Irene gags but tries to kick or punch him, but it was futile.

Jungkook slides the scissor across her open mouth which made her struggle more. Her makeup was now nothing more than an ugly black and red smudge on her face. It took a bit of strength to crack her throat and when it did, it was then she went into total silence.

Jungkook moves away to observe. Mouth hand open wide and her head looking at the ceiling and only the sclera of the eyes are visible, iris completely disappeared to the back of the head, probably for too much pain.

"Bae Joohyun, deceased" Jungkook sighs, he acted as if he's a saint.

But he admits, he made a terrible mess, he was probably triggered in the process and did something he shouldn't have.

Luckily the VVIP room has a private bathroom to wash up after the.. you know. Jungkook washes the blood off and puts on the gloves and later pulls Irene to throw her in the full hot bathtub. Now called The bathtub of blood.

The blood got its way to his shirt so he wasn't sure what to do about that, but his pants were fine so he took the condition to walk out shirtless.

"Ah I almost forgot." It was a good thing he didn't. The camera that was hiding behind the plant was still recording and that means everything that just happened in this room was recorded to its max hq.

He exited from the back door where less people hang out.

Jungkook sat in his empty room, observing his camera before pressing the play button on earlier events. He didn't felt anything, he didn't feel happy either, he felt an empty hollow after committing his second blood flow crime.

"So plain.." It was only a simple act of duty.

His camera was thrown to the side without a consistent heart, the camera isn't important, it didn't give him happiness, the content means nothing to him. "I'll have it thrown in the incinerator tomorrow"

His only happiness resides on Taehyung