Y/N walked into her room and pushed the door open, her eyes falling on Yuna lying on the bed engrossed in a book. Yuna glanced up from her reading to see Y/N standing in the doorway, a concerned expression on her face. Setting the book aside, Yuna got up from the bed and made her way towards Y/N.

"Are you alright? Do you have a fever?" Yuna inquired, reaching out to gently touch Y/N's forehead, checking for any signs of illness.

"No," Y/N replied, removing Yuna's hands from her forehead.

Yuna raised an eyebrow, noticing Y/N's flushed cheeks. "Then, why are you looking like a tomato? Did you encounter Jungkook ssi on the way?" she asked teasingly, a playful glint in her eyes. Y/N shook her head in response, signaling that she had not seen Jungkook.

"Then what happened? Did Kim Taehyung pull another prank on you? Last time I checked, you were chasing him," Yuna speculated, a playful smile dancing on her lips as she teased Y/N.

"Nothing happened. Will you please stop questioning me?" Y/N responded, rolling her eyes as she turned to walk away, the hint of exasperation evident in her tone.

Yuna watched Y/N's retreating figure, a puzzled expression flitting across her features. "What had gotten into her? She is acting so weird," Yuna thought to herself before shaking her head and deciding to leave the matter for later, settling back onto the bed with her book, her mind still wondering about her friend's mysterious behavior.

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FLASHBACK {2 hr before Irene's death}

"Irene-ah, just leave it. He doesn't deserve you," Jennie said, patting Irene consolingly as she sat beside her.

Sehun, who had just entered the party room, inquired about the situation. "What's the new problem? Fought with her boyfriend again?" Jennie nodded in confirmation, a look of frustration evident on her face.

"He is such a jerk, isn't he? It's the third time this month. What's his problem?" Sehun remarked, expressing his disapproval of Irene's boyfriend.

"Don't you dare talk about him like that," Irene said, her voice filled with anger and hurt, as she grabbed Sehun's collar, her grip tight and her eyes burning with intensity.

Jennie, alarmed by Irene's sudden outburst, quickly intervened and attempted to pull Irene away from Sehun. "Irene, stop it. What are you doing?" Jennie pleaded, her voice tinged with concern.

Irene slowly released her grip on Sehun, her hands trembling as she took a step back. She looked at her hands, realizing the force of her actions, and her expression softened with remorse. "Sorry, I'm not in a good mood," she muttered, her voice laced with regret, before turning to walk away.

However, Jennie, unwilling to let Irene face her troubles alone, swiftly grabbed her arm to prevent her from leaving.

"Are you alright? We can talk," Jennie expressed with concern etched on her face, reaching out to offer her support.

Irene sighed, her voice filled with a mix of exhaustion and sadness. "I am fine, Jennie. I just want to be alone for some time," she replied, her words tinged with a hint of vulnerability. Resolute, Irene turned away and walked out of the room, seeking solace in the solitude and quietude that awaited her outside.

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"Hey, what are you doing here alone?" a voice called out to Irene, breaking her solitude. She turned to see someone she recognized approaching her.

"You? What do you want?" Irene questioned, her tone laced with annoyance as she rolled her eyes.

The person, undeterred by her response, held out a drink to her and spoke with a slight smirk. "Someone is angry. Want some drink?"

Irene initially hesitated, her frustration still evident, but she found herself intrigued by the offer. "No, thanks," she replied, her guard still up.

"Oh, come on. One drink won't hurt. Let your problems out," he insisted, urging Irene to take the drink.

Reluctantly, Irene accepted the drink from his outstretched hand, her anger momentarily overshadowed by curiosity. She couldn't deny the allure of the temporary escape that a drink might provide, even if just for a brief moment.

As Irene held the drink in her hand, she took a sip, her mind consumed by thoughts of her troubled relationship. Lost in her contemplation, she unconsciously continued drinking until the glass was empty, unaware of her actions.

"Well, you didn't tell me why you-" she began to question the person before her but was abruptly cut off as dizziness overcame her. The world spinning around her, Irene struggled to maintain her balance before eventually losing consciousness, her body collapsing to the ground.

A sinister smile played across the person's face as they observed Irene's unconscious form. "You will know that soon, Irene ssi," they whispered darkly, bending down to lift her up from the ground with unsettling intent.

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"Where am I?" Irene murmured, her voice filled with confusion as she tried to adjust her sight in the dimly lit room.

With a groggy determination, Irene rose from her position on the floor and stumbled towards the door, only to find it locked, preventing her escape.

"It's locked Irene ssi. So, stop trying," a voice whispered from behind her, causing her to tense up.

She turned around, her eyes landing on the person who had locked her in, a sinking feeling enveloping her heart as she recognized him standing there beside her. Uncertainty and fear began to cloud her thoughts as she awaited an explanation for her confinement.

"What do you want? Where is this place?" Irene asked, her voice tensed with apprehension as she eyed the person standing before her.

As her gaze shifted, Irene noticed the key to the door tucked away in his pocket. An instinctive surge of adrenaline fueled her actions, prompting her to grab a nearby wooden plank and swiftly swing it at him in a defensive motion.

"Woah Woah... Calm down, Irene ssi," he exclaimed, raising his hands in a gesture of surrender. "I won't do anything... yet. But first, we can talk, shall we?"

In a sudden burst of desperation, Irene attempted to strike him once more, but this time he managed to block her swing. However, the force behind her attack caused him to stumble and fall to the ground. Seeing an opportunity, she swiftly snatched the keys from his pocket and raced towards the door, unlocking it with trembling hands.

As Irene turned back to face him, her heart sank at the sight of his smirking expression. "You can't escape, Irene ssi," he taunted, his words laced with a chilling certainty. Slowly, he began to approach her, closing the distance between them with an eerie calmness.

Fear and panic coursed through Irene's veins, but she refused to succumb to his threats. Before he could reach, Irene unlocked the door and hastily fled from the room, her heart pounding in her chest. She emerged into the familiar surroundings of the university campus, relief washing over her momentarily. However, her respite was short-lived as an intense pain suddenly struck the back of her head, causing her to stagger and plummet to the ground.

Gasping in agony, Irene tried to push through the pain, her vision blurred and disoriented. She struggled to comprehend what had just happened, her mind racing with fear and confusion. As she lay there, vulnerable and bewildered, a chilling realization began to dawn upon her – her escape had been thwarted, and her captor had found her once again.

"As she lay on the ground, dazed and in pain, Irene's eyes widened with a mix of fear and curiosity as the person responsible for her capture knelt down beside her. His words sent shivers down her spine.

"I told you right? That you can't escape?" he taunted, his voice laced with a sinister edge.

With a chilling smile, he leaned in closer to Irene's ear and whispered the words that made her blood run cold, "So, don't you want to know who I am... before you die?"

Irene's heart raced, her mind racing with a blend of terror and determination. In the face of this looming threat, she knew she had to gather any remaining strength she had and find a way to survive, to fight back against her captor until her last breath.

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A/N

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So, that is what happened to Irene.

Whom do you think he is?

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Q) Who is your bias in Blackpink?

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