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"insanity is doing the same thing, over and over again, but expecting different results. "

— Narcotics Anonymous —

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[ 3RD PERSONS VIEW。]

"He's going to be fine, Haruka. Don't worry." Chenle assured her, taking a seat beside Lihua who was drawing circles on Haruka's back as she let her rest her head on her shoulder.

"What exactly happened anyway?" Jisung emphasized, worried washing over him especially when they informed him about Mark suddenly fainting.

Haruka touched her patched eye, flashing back to what occurred awhile ago. They've met before... but where?

Hissing in annoyance, Haruka thought that this was most likely the effect of the altering. The imitator had altered her memories the moment she stepped into Jinhae-gu, now her whole mind was nebulous. Lifting her head up, "Where's Renjun and Jaemin?"

Donghyuck scratched his head, having no clue about their whereabouts at all, "I'm not really sure, they said they had something to deal with, I don't know wha–"

Abruptly, the door slams open, "Renjun and Jaemin are confronting the detective!" Jeno burst out, jabbing his thumb towards the hallway, a few students started to gather around, circling the heated argument between the trio.

Haruka shook her head, excusing herself through the crowd of students with the others following her from behind.

"What are you hiding?!" Renjun yelled through gritted teeth, a newspaper, and a notebook in his grasp before he threw it down on the floor, startling most of the students by the loud impact the hardcover notebook made.

Yura kept calm, despite her brown orbs constantly looked around, a sign of panic clear in her eyes. "I'm not hiding anything," she stated, tugging on the rims of her black blazer.

"We know the truth- you're not a detective, Ms. Ahn." Renjun scoffed, pointing down at the notebook, "That notebook is Hanmi's, do you want me to read what she wrote?"

Renjun bent down to pick it up, flipping through the pages until he reached the last entry. "Entry 127, I can't keep up this whole 'act' anymore. I need to tell my friends what's going on, the truth about the detective that has been bothering us. She has been blackmailing me, using my siblings against me in order to get insider information about what we were discussing."

"She has been spying on us since then- the first time she threatened me was when I was going home from Jisung's house. I don't know why she's doing this- but I'm scared of her."

"She's been so worked on finding the true copycat, she prevents us from solving who the actual killer is, what is she hiding?"

Whispers began to break out, everyone giving each other looks of fright as Renjun finished reading the entry. A smug smirk plastered on the boy's face, raising up the notebook proudly, "Tell us– what's your relation to the six victims of the Case of 2017?" he arched a brow up, ignoring Jaemin's little disputes from behind him.

Jaemin gnawed on his bottom lip, amused, yet freaked out with this information. It was like Ahn Yura tried to manipulate them but obviously failed to do so.

Chenle walked in, literally dragging the school's director with him as planned. "Mr. Zhong I have no idea what you're trying to–" the young boy points a finger at the crowd, immediately stopping his words.

Ahn Yoonseok knitted his eyebrows together, catching a glimpse of his niece at the center of attention with two students.

Yura narrowed her eyes at the two boys before a burst of manic laughter left her mouth. From little giggles, gradually turning into a devilish laugh, eyes obscuring as she glared down at the teenagers.
"Oh my, you really are smarter than I imagined."

Yura raises both of her hands up, an act of surrender as the corner of her lips twitched up into a grin, "I guess you got me."

The woman turns around, pointing at Haruka, "You win. All I just wanted was to find the copycat and stop it..." she chuckled shortly.

Haruka nodded, "And you messed up. You were fired after they found you tampering with the files you weren't supposed to touch." she bents down, picking up the old newspaper, "You're not Ahn Yura. You're Ahn Yunjae." she clarified.

Yura scoffed, her arms dropping to her side, her hand grabbing onto the gun to which she pulled out and pointed at Haruka. "I told you to stop, didn't I?"

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y'all I'm just saying what if 🤷‍♂️
cuz u never know when the plot would just suddenly tWiSt

I mean...

unless 👀

-jibin