- DO KYUNGSOO -

There are four other editors of the school journal, Rendezvous, aside from me and Victoria, who is the editor-in-chief. I already met Baekhyun and considered ourselves, friends. When I dropped by after my third period, Victoria was able to introduce me to Kim Taehyung and Park Jimin who are both working on graphics and sketches.

"A story without some graphic is boring." Jimin told me.

Taehyung had nodded. "Boring as fck." he agreed. 

I met Choi Sulli last when I suddenly bumped on her when Baekhyun and I were about to leave the office. She's a young looking lady with small eyes and a cute button nose. She was really shocked and she accidentally dropped everything she's holding.

Baekhyun and I helped her gather her things. 

"I'm really sorry." I apologized as I handed her the last notebook. "I didn't see you there." 

She smiled kindly at me. "It's okay." Then she glanced at Baek. "Oh, hello there, Baekhyun. Leaving already?" 

Baekhyun nodded. "Yes. I have Calculus with this new editor, Do Kyungsoo." Then he placed a hand on my shoulder, introducing me. "Kyungsoo, this is Choi Sulli."

Just like Victoria, Sulli welcomed me with a one arm hug. "Nice to meet you, Kyungsoo." she grinned. And just when she's about to let us go, her eyes narrowed at me, thinking. She looked at me up and down and then Baekhyun snapped his fingers in front her face.

"What's that, Sulli?" Baek asked, curious. "Why are you looking at him like that?"

Sulli frowned. "Kyungsoo." she repeated my name. "Are you the Kyungsoo that's been the content of rumors since today?" 

I gave her a sigh then nodded slowly. "What did you hear this time?"

"Oh, the usual." she said, smiling again. "That you murdered Yoon Hanjeon."

I winced. Hearing someone say that I'm a murderer makes me feel uncomfortable. I suddenly want to just leave the office and get on our way to Calculus already. This Sulli girl doesn't seem to realize that I don't want to hear anything about me being a killer. 

"Sulli." Baekhyun scolded, rolling his eyes.

Then Sulli noticed my face. "Oh my gosh, I'm sorry." she apologized, grabbing my arm. "I was just shocked that they could think of you as a killer!" then she touched my face, pinching my cheek lightly. "You're so fluffy how could someone think you could kill even a fly!"

I tried not to laugh. "You're exaggerating." I muttered, rolling my eyes.

"Quite." she laughed. And then she looked at me, eyes turning kinder. "Don't worry, Kyungsoo. Rumors are rumors. Only idiots believe them."

"I almost believed it!" Jimin called from is desk.

Sulli turned to give him a cold look. "Then you're an almost-idiot, Jimin." she hissed.

Jimin just sighed and continued sketching. When the first bell rang, Baekhyun and I finally excused ourselves from the others, bidding our goodbyes and saying we'll see them around. We made our way out of the English building and when I'm about to get my bike, Baekhyun stopped me.

"Let's walk." he said casually.

I groaned. "The Math building is five hundred meters from here. Baekhyun, I need my bike." I turned but he grabbed my arm. His grip is surprisingly strong. Like steel.

"It's not that far." he said with a shrug. "I walk to it everyday."

I tried to pull my arm free but it won't budge. Hell, he's strong. "Well, maybe that's why you're fit." I said. "But I don't want to be as sexily alluring as you so please, let me get my bike."

Baekhyun narrowed his eyes. "The second bell's coming." he muttered. "Let's bargain."

I stared at him in confusion. "What bargain?"

"I'll tell you why you're the suspected killer of Yoon Hanjeon." he said. "Don't you want to know, Kyungsoo?"

I glared at him. "I do." I admitted. "But why won't you let me ride my bike?"

With that, Baekhyun laughed. "Oh, it's just that I don't want to walk alone while you're pedaling your way to the Math building." he explained. "Chanyeol's not here to accompany me."

With a defeated sigh, I started to walk and Baekhyun followed beside me. "Where's he?" I asked.

"Just went to find someone." Baekhyun murmured and then he gave me a look. "Know who?"

I shook my head 'No'. "I don't have any idea."

"Of course you do." Baekhyun grinned. "Who's not there waiting for you at the gates?" He raised an eyebrow and gave me a playful look. When I felt myself blush, Baekhyun laughed out loud. I'm walking twice as fast as Baekhyun now because he's practically half-walking half-running and I don't know why he's not breaking a sweat.

"Where did Chanyeol look for him?"  I asked. "In the other buildings?"

"Oh, who knows." Baekhyun sighed, grinning. "Kim Jongin is a really unpredictable man. You'll never know what he's thinking."

"You seem close." I noticed and Baekhyun has to nod.

"Since birth." he said, looking forward. "We knew each other since then, together with Chanyeol and the others."

I frowned at him. "Others? Who are the 'others'?" I asked. "Those guys threatening you this morning? Are those your friends?"

Baekhyun looked at me, his eyes suddenly serious. "Kris and his allies will never be our friends." he hissed. "They want everything their own way. They're ready to betray the pack--- our group, I mean, for their own goals. Those traitors." His voice is suddenly filled with hate that i forgot to notice his weird choice of words. Allies. Pack. Traitors.

"Chill." I tried to grin. "So you're really close, that's it." 

Baekhyun nodded and after a moment, he suddenly smiled again. "They were planning to ambush you." he said which made me look at him with shock.

"Who's planning to ambush me?" I choked. "Kris?"

Baekhyun shook his head. "You want to know why people suspect you as Hanjeon's killer, right?" he said, raising his brow. "Hanjeon and his gang were planning to ambush you that day he grabbed your ass. Maybe play with you... or kill you?"

I shivered. "T-that's..."

"Someone heard them." Baekhyun smirked. "Someone heard their plan. Someone tried to stop them. Someone killed your possible murderer." His voice dropped to a whisper. "Someone's protecting you, don't you think?"

I slowly shook my head. "That still didn't answer the question." I said. "Why do they think it's me?"

"It's Hanjeon's friends who are spreading the rumors." Baekhyun rolled his eyes. "They thought you heard about their plan and you talked your Grandmother into doing some black magic to make Hanjeon kill himself in the comfort room."

I scoffed. "How could I talk to Grandmother when I'm at the school the whole day?" I looked at Baekhyun and he's just nodding his head. "Besides, Grandma is not a killer."

"Just like what Sulli said a while ago," Baekhyun looked at me. "Only idiots believe rumors."

"That was really stupid." I groaned. "I can't believe they'll resort into that kind of belief. Maybe the one who heard about their stupid plan is also the one who killed Yoon Hanjeon?"

Baekhyun grinned. "Maybe." he smirked. "So, that's your theory?"

I slowly shook my head. "No." I muttered. "No one's going to do that for me."

Baekhyun cocked his head to one side. "How could you say that?" he asked. "You're thinking so lowly of yourself."

"I don't know." I muttered. "Look. No one's killing anyone just for me. It's impossible. I can't be that important."

"Or maybe you can." Baekhyun disagreed. "You'll never know what someone could give just for you. You'll never know what that someone could do just to keep you alive." He suddenly sounded so serious with a hint of disappointment that i can't help looking at him curiously.

"You know a lot." I muttered, eyeing him.

Baekhyun gave a small smile. "I do." he admitted. "I also hear a lot. And sometimes, I hate it."

I stopped walking and Baekhyun did, too. I looked at him, my frown getting deeper. I can feel the intensity of his gaze into mine and I know-- I know Baekhyun knows more than just that. I clenched my jaw and looked at him straight in the eye.

"Who killed him?" I asked, barely audible. "I know you know who killed him, Baekhyun."

He took a lungful of air, just when a cold breeze swept against us.

Baekhyun's eyes widened in shock and his brown orbs suddenly looked gold with a hint of a diamond-shaped pupil. Like a cat, but thinner.

I blinked and Baekhyun looked away.

He squeezed his eyes shut, shaking his head as if in pain. He started to murmur under his breath and he took a step away from me. When he reached for the bridge of his nose, I tried to reach for him but he backed away slowly. He's muttering something. Like he's calling someone. 

"Baekhyun, are you okay?" I asked, worried now.

He groaned. "You... smell..." he coughed and covered his nose. What did he say? I smell? I sniffed my shirt. I definitely don't smell bad or anything. I smell like the soap I used this morning. I grabbed his shoulder and pulled hard, Baekhyun was forced to look my way. He turned away almost instantly.

But it was enough for me to take a glance at his eyes. 

And his eyes. They're not his anymore.

They're suddenly red with that misshapen pupil. I gasped and stepped back, my body started to tremble from shock and just when I'm about to run away, Chanyeol is suddenly there, panting but not sweating a bit. He grabbed Baekhyun by the shoulder, trying to hold him in place. 

"Baek, relax." he muttered in fast whispers. "Listen to me. Please."

Baekhyun is trembling against his arms and he started to claw at Chanyeol. I don't know how Chanyeol ended here, it looks like he appeared out of thin air. How did he arrive that... fast?

"I-I..." Baekhyun gasped. "Hunt... need... please..." he's breathing hard, his fingers grabbing Chanyeol for support. He kept his head low, like he's afraid someone might see his face.

"Breathe." Chanyeol muttered, lowering his face to Baekhyun's.

"No." Baekhyun choked. "I can't."

With that, Chanyeol turned to me. He gave me a long look before clearing his throat, his features hard. He's obviously trying to control his breathing. "You have class, right?" he said, voice stiff. "Please proceed without Baek."

I swallowed, my heart hammering. "W-what happened?" I breathed.

"Just go." Chanyeol hissed. "Go or you'll die."

Baekhyun's eyes suddenly flashed in my mind and I didn't argue any longer. I walked fast, away from them. I could feel the blood running to the tips of my ears, my heart against my rib cage beating so fast it hurts. Even my own hands are trembling from fright.

I know what I saw.

I took a glance behind me and I was surprise that they're not there anymore. Chanyeol and Baekhyun are gone. Just like that.

I felt myself shiver.

Right now, I know for sure: Chanyeol and Baekhyun are not human. At all. 

And I've read enough books, heard enough stories to know what they really are. Why they both acted that way as a couple. Why Chanyeol said those words. Why he was laughing so hard about my remarks. Why Baekhyun was too strong. Why he became like that when he smelled my scent. Why he said those things. 

They're definitely not who I thought they were. 

They are werewolves.