𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝

"I HAD TO BE TRUE TO MYSELF. TO END THE CHAIN, I HAD TO END ME."

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l e e y e o r i m

where am i?

the gray mist.

did i go back in time? is this a memory?

suddenly, light flashed upon me. my heart sank, seeing my self getting beat up by my own parents.

mom...

why did you have to do this?

i watched carefully.

the younger yeorim cried as she pushed away the black notebook. "i don't want to kill anyone!"

"you have to. it's a never ending chain!"

"why did you even follow this fucking family tradition!" young yeorim screamed, tears falling down.

"we needed money, yeorim. we are a cursed family! you think everything in life is happy!? rich people did this to us! they caused us to become the monsters we are!"

yeorim sobbed, dropping to the ground, "cursed? we are cursed?"

"if you don't do this yeorim... you're going to get yourself in danger."

"you know i love you my dea—" lies. you would never have made such a decision.

"i don't need your love. i would be dying anyways."

i was scared, i didn't want to die early. this younger me didn't want to experience death, it was so unfair. why did they have to curse our family. what did we do wrong?

everyone in this world are sinners.

i don't see the difference amongst human beings. we're all broken figures.

i felt my breathing hitched as the memory went away. soon, another one popped out.

i was alone. in the catacombs.

my black cloak was drenched in blood, the knife i used has stains while my hands were the pure horror.

i am the killer.

i killed sinners, yet i couldn't bring the courage to kill my self.

after all, i was doing this to save myself. i had my own game of survival. my eyes locked onto the metal wristlet i wore in my memory.

that's the chain.

you can't break the chain once you are caught it in.

i sighed, taking a seat on the dirty cobbled floors of the catacombs. i watched myself as i stared at my wrist and said, "you're going to be free soon, once weijung kills you... your chain will end."

i dropped to the ground, my eyes wide, but weijung didn't kill me.

she stabbed herself.

then it hit me, to end my chain, to free myself, i had to kill myself.

the killer kills sinners after all, then i should kill myself.

i cried hard. "i even dragged others into the chain."

"the game is not over–" i sobbed and hugged my knees. "–it had just begun, the moment she stabbed herself."

"the book gained two new victims, because of me!"

"fuck, i shouldn't have let them wore the chain!"

my eyes shot wide open as i stepped back from my wall. i looked down to the bloody knife i was holding. i cut my self, used my blood as ink and traced words onto my wall.

CHANGE YOUR WAYS.

i bit my bottom lip, "they'd understand that, right?" i question myself, staring at the phrase.

"that's what the secret society says anyways–" i sighed and stared at the book in the corner. the huge zero slapped onto the cover as i smirked in amusement, "it never ends does it?"

i gripped tightly onto the knife, "i blame society."

"why do we live in such world."

"we live to die."

"we die to live again."

"if this chain doesn't even have an end, it's safe to assume..."

"i don't want to keep living if i have to become blind with what the society is facing soon."

"the future will be ruined any time soon if we don't change our ways..."

"but then again, humans are foolish and selfish. why would they care about the future when the present is already distressing."

"could it be that there is no future?"

i sighed, "i hope for the best in this secret society. must everyone open the eyes of others to make them realize how unsafe it has become."

"the secret society was supposed to be a secret place where riches live happily–" i spat, "then there was a curse. my family. our bloodline. chained to these underground chambers, to seek revenge on creating a better society without the commoners."

"people are selfish beings."

"what's the point of saving the future, if the present is already dying." i muttered before slashing my throat.

. . .

l e e d o n g h y u c k

"it reeks of blood." i said in disgust as i peeked from the camera's lens's. "gee, now i feel bad for wanting to chneel her."

renjun smacked the back of my head causing me to yelp and glare at him, rubbing the spot he had hit with his hand. "stop messing around."

i grit my teeth, "i'm not messing around!" i look onto the pool of blood, "it's just... we never really knew what's going in her mind, why was she doing this and all that, why would she even kill herself?"

mark hummed, still staring at the writings on the wall, "change your ways? huh..." he chuckles bitterly, "there are probably clues around here, this is the main one." he utters, pointing towards the bloody wall.

i scrunched my nose, "smells horrible." i mutter before snapping a photo.

renjun grunted as he rummaged through yeorim's things. "what..."

i raised a brow, "what do you mean what?"

"did you find something?" heeyeon questioned and walked towards the boy.

i followed her, shadowing renjun's crouched figure from behind, "what's that?"

renjun stood back up and held out a book in his hand, "there was a zero." renjun muttered, gesturing towards it.

i gawked at the book, "another secret society book?"

"this is the killer's book, actually." renjun sighed and flipped through the thick book.

"the first one." he added.

i walked back, "i have had enough, this is gonna make me puke." i groan and left the room.

the place was suffocating and i knew i just had to get out as soon as i could. it has been three days and all we did was work out butts off, honestly.

weijung's state was critical and they don't know what could happen to her. i hate the fact that we weren't able to save her in time, if only... if only she called a bit earlier.

then again, we weren't really prepared for what was going to happen. we thought she would kill yeorim or at least yeorim would end up attacking her, but it was neither.

she attacked herself and that made me worried.

why did she attack her self? was there something wrong?

i know she's been hinting us about this lonely self she has, but i don't get the point. is she really okay?

my thoughts all disappeared as my phone started ringing. i bit my bottom lip, staring at the contact name. after a few seconds of contemplating whether to answer or not, i ended up answering, "hello?"

the other line was dead silent.

brows furrowing, i cleared my throat, "hellooo?" i repeated, dragging my words this time.

i narrowed my eyes, why isn't she answering?

"oi! choi minyoung! what do you want!?" i raised my voice.

i heard a huff, "i told you to protect her, hyuck."

my mind went blank all of a sudden. the nerves began kicking in as i gulped, "i'm sorry...."

"was she happy?"

my body calmed down, "she is."

i heard a bitter laugh emit from her, "she found light in hanyul, didn't she?"

i fought back the urge to smile, "we all found light in this dark secret society."

minyoung hummed, "i know... yet the light was too blinding."

"it was never blinding, minyoung. you were just afraid." i told her. "have you even visited weijung?"

"not yet." she sighs.

"you should."

"i will!"

"she'll get mad at you for not visiting her." i said making her scoff.

"how's chenle?" i froze at her question. i looked down, gritting my teeth.

"the worst." i mumbled.

"renjun?"

"he's trying..." i trailed off and looked at renjun through the doorway, seeing him trying to forget about the chase. he's been doing nothing but keeping himself busy.

"...it's hard on everyone..." minyoung mutters.

i heard some shuffling and rummaging, "haechan i have to go now, i'll visit tomorrow!"

i nodded my head, "alright, take care."

then the phone call drops.

i stuffed my phone back into my pocket and lifted my head up. "oh, heeyeon?" i called out.

heeyeon smiled at me as they one by one exited the room. "we'll look around again tomorrow."

"why? it's not even ten—"

i was cut off by mark latching his arm around my shoulder, "we're going to get milkshakes! it's milkshake monday's anyways." he said as we walked out of the girl's dormitory.

"just us?" i asked.

renjun shakes his head, "nope. we're just going to go get milkshakes for everyone then visit weijung."

i stifled a laugh, a bitter look plastered on my face, "we're really going to be having milkshake monday's without her, huh?"

heeyeon chuckles, "it's the least we could do to cheer everyone up, besides, weijung would've scold us for not celebrating milkshake monday's after what she did on freak friday."

renjun hummed, "well, she did have freaky friday without us—"

i gasped and lightly hit him, "the betrayal!"

"i'm going to chneel you!"

renjun glares at me, "not if i chneel you first!"

mark lets go of me, "okay okay, let's save the chneeling for some other time okay?"

i rolled my eyes, eyeing renjun playfully, "chneeler."

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the end.

thank you all for supporting secrets, it has been a long journey for all of us and i hoped you guys enjoyed the long ass ride nct dream took us in the book—

yeah, a big fat thanks for all the support and reads— djdkdjdj i know y'all are creeped out with this book but that's the reason of secrets right?

also a big fat just kidding :P

-jibin