"I—wow. I didn't know you boxed."

Lawan looked up, before her eyes dulled in disinterest. She brushed the dark brown—almost black hair from her lightly perspired forehead.

"What do you want?"

"Love, what's with the snappy attitude?"

She set her lips in a thin line, stepping off from the mat. "Suho, don't call me that."

"If we're getting married, you should get used to it." He smirked smugly, enjoying Lawan's vexation.

Even after school, he still rather enjoyed annoying her. And she was still that attractive short tempered girl from two years ago.

"You act like I agreed to this!"

"Shut it Wani. It's a business arrangement, nothing else."

"And you think I care about your stupid business?"

"Aren't you inheriting your parent's company?"

The strange look she shot him proved him otherwise.

"No, I'm not. If you weren't aware, Lalisa is taking over the business."

"Isn't it rather unseemly that the younger sister takes over?"

"You're standing too close." She hissed, stepping away from him.

"And you've still got quite the temper."

"I guess you haven't matured over the years then. Being an asshole is just always in your blood, isn't it?"

Lawan despised Suho. Sure, they had dated back in high school, but she was over that now.

He was a jerk. A cold hearted, selfish, son of a bitch. She hated him. And there were reasons that the past couldn't bury.

"I don't mind breaking the norm in society if I don't have to be tied to a murderer like you."

"Murder is a harsh word Lawan." He hissed back.

"Well I don't forgive or forget Suho. Get the hell out of my way." She brushed past him violently.

If there was one thing that Lawan caught onto, that history loved to repeat itself.

With all the chaos that currently occurred in her younger sister's class, St. Helena's hadn't changed a single bit.

The teachers were aware of all the toxicity in the building, but did they choose to do anything about it? Of course not.

They claimed it was a safe environment. Did safe schools have bullying at such a high level? They still had students who committed suicide.

But they hid it all with the money they had. Lawan hated it all, she pitied Lisa for having to attend such a hell hole at this time.

Sure, it hadn't been as bad when Lawan herself had been a student there, but this many people hadn't died. There was a psychopath on the loose, and her parents weren't even worried! Was it bad that Lawan was? Half the time she wasn't even affectionate towards her younger sister.

"I guess breaking tradition is in your family as well?" His coy words stopped her. She turned, to what he was looking at.

Lisa, she muttered. She was hanging out with the Jeons' son?

"Don't worry. I won't tell a soul." He mused dryly, smug at Lawan's facial expression.

"I don't give a damn if you tell anyone. This is a matter I need to take care of. So you leave me and my family alone, you hear? I don't need you to twist any of my words with that white lie-stuffed tongue of yours."

She shut the gym door behind her.

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Watch it bitches, dig in the wrong places and someone might get hurt.
x o x o

"I'm telling you, pineapple tastes so much better!" Jimin whined. Chaeyoung glared at him.

"Remind me why I wanted to order pizza with you?"

"Because that's what normal teenage couples do," He grinned, duality present. "and I want to be normal."

"Well in order for things to be normal we've got to find ourselves a crazy psychopath who lives amongst us. I don't know, but this message probably means that she's onto us."

"Don't worry about it. She's always texting a whole load of bull crap."

Chaeyoung ignored him, staring at Yoongi's laptop. He had lent it over to her after cracking into Solji's emails.

Claimed it was better a girl looked through it. His hunch had been right.

"So, Solji is definitely the one who made the website." Jimin leaned over her shoulder. "She can edit the website from here! She must've said something to the blogger, but who?"

"This website was created when?"

"Like it was halfway in ninth grade, remember? It was really popular around Valentines Day."

"I remember betting with Tae that the anonymous girl was some nerdy dweeb, who would've thought that could turn into a mental teenager?"

"Someone who hates us." She paused. "Well, not us, but our groups. We rule the school. And some people really don't like that."

"But who?"

"Jimin." She deadpanned. "If I knew, so you think we would be hacking a dead girl's email?"

He kissed her neck, she pushed him away.

"Stop!" Chaeyoung whined. "I really have to focus."

"You're so smart, you know that?"

"I'm aware I figured out everything else so far." She mused, reading an email.

"Wait. Pull up Instagram on your phone please."

Jimin obliged, handing over his phone before resting his head on her lap. Chaeyoung frowned.

"That's weird. Why was Solji emailing...Kyulkyung?"

a/n: a birthday update for me and jungkook lol!!

how are all of you guys? I've been getting so many headaches lately my brain wants to diE🔪

oh yeah,, who did you stan first? BTS or BlackPink? mine is BTS