meurtre /'mɜːʳdəʳ/ noun.
in English : murder
meaning : the unlawful premeditated killing of one human being by another.

"WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK" Minseo shouted out as she dropped the test tubes containing the dead guy's blood. Scattering the glass into millions of razor sharp edges and pointy, pointy tips, pooling the floor with crimson red blood. The white-washed walls of the lab further illuminated the nightmarish scene of bright,bright red with shards and bits of glass skittered on the floor.

Glass and blood. Tragic.

Before her stood the flawless guy that should be in the morgue right now. Except, he was even more flawless. He looked, undead(?).

The bruises on his neck were no where to be found, and he was dressed in the clothes that he died in, she presumed, as they were clotted with patches of soil and some leaves here and there.

What's odd is that he was glowing. Not literally but he was beautiful, ethereal. For all of her life Minseo has never really been close with guys or had a boyfriend before, so she has never known what it's like to be struck by someone's beauty.

But wait. He's supposed to be dead isn't he?

"GET AWAY FROM ME I'M CALLING THE POLICE!" Minseo yelled at the guy in front of her but he seemed unfazed.

"Calm down i'm not gonna rape you."

"Bu-but....you're supposed to be dead OH MY GOD WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING."

"Yeah i'm dead. I'm a ghost. chill."

"YOU CAN'T EXPECT ME TO CHILL OH MY GOD IT'S THE COFFEE IT'S THE COFFEE NAMJOON MUST'VE PUT SOMETHING INTO MY COFFEE THAT BASTARD," Minseo ranted, hyperventilating and started to pace back and forth, back and forth, pinching herself so hard she swore blood accumulated in the tips of her fingernails.

"Would u shut up for a second! listen, I"ll explain!"

"Ok...ok...good i'm ok...."

"Look, i don't remember shit. All i know is i woke up, realized i was in a morgue, saw my own body lying on a metal table and kinda pieced it together that i'm probably dead. No i didn't commit suicide, yeah i have anxiet- well i had anxiety, now. And insomnia. But i would never kill myself.

Then i come here seeing you working and concluding that i was murdered, so thanks. I had no idea that you can see me. I never meant to scare you, I'm sorry but i was pretty damn shocked to find myself dead in a morgue too."

"But, how? Why can i see u?"

"I don't know. Doesn't really matter to me. I'm still trying to process the fact that i'm dead."

"Well um, rest in peace? Bye!" Minseo said as she tried to run out of the lab, but was blocked by his large figure. On the bright side, she got a pretty good view of his broad ass shoulders.

"I need your help, please. I want to know who killed me, and why," his voice cracked as he pleaded with cute doe eyes threatening to spill tears.

"I will send the reports and blood test results to the police force, they'll do the investigating, i'm just like the...the catalyst, yknow?"

"Ok...thank you."

"You should um wait for the time being. Do what ghosts do(?) I'm really sorry for your death, you probably didn't deserve it."

"But what if i did?"