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"What are you gonna do?"

"I kill." Yoongi chuckled humouredly at himself as he looked at Jackson with so much casualness in his glassy orbs that imitates a waterfall without tears.

His gummy smile was showing but it soon lessened a little as he placed the cigarette back between his pink lips, taking a deep long drag out of it while enjoying how Jackson's facial features seemed much relaxed than before. 'It's a joke' that's what an idiot would think.

"Hey man-"

Before Jackson could finish his sentence, he blinked his left eyes open just to be met with a stinging pain that slowly blinds half of his vision with its orangy trickling colour or should I say 'flame'.

"You're funny Jackie." Yoongi calmly taunts while pushing the cigarette further into the male's bloodshot eye that leak of red flowing liquid. Such a beautiful fountain a human eye could make.

"What the fuck are- argghhh! you doing?!" The suffering student screamed aloud as his knees dropped to the ground because of the unbearable pain.

Burning ashes were falling out of Jackson's watering eyes, there's blood all over his cheeks and his drenched knees, painting them with dots of red.

The foreigner grunts while yelping out repeatedly as his head was brokenly rested on the stone pavement, looking so vulnerable but Yoongi couldn't care less because he just stood there, watching his friend burn and bleed but it wasn't enough.

Nothing is never enough.

"How delusional of you to think that you will ever have my Jiminie." Yoongi glared down with a mocking tone to his deep ocean like voice that has its waves unsteadily bashing against each other, seeking revenge.

"Y'know I thought you were my friend but it all changed when you asked him out...you're a fucking ruthless thief, you stole from me."

"I did nothing!"

"Oh yeah right." Yoongi hardly scoffed in his closed fist before grabbing a handful of his old friend's light hair and proceeded to march upright to the calm yet roaring beach.

Going against the chilly wind's direction while dragging Jackson along with his jaws all tightened up and eyes filled with anger and dynamite that will soon explode even further.

Suddenly, the senior stopped at a large pine cone tree and tackily crouched down to Jackson's pitiful level, his friend's two fists were curled up into a loose ball for defence as his mouth was quivering and shaking in fear.

"You...a thief is what you are..." Yoongi unevenly breathed out, it was ragged and displeasing to hear. "You kissed him, you back hugged him, you smile, you laugh, you stare and you did all of those things infront of my fucking eyes!"

"I watched you!" The black-haired male hoarsely chimed as he stood up again and tightened his grip on the male's hair before violently bashing it against the hard tree's surface.

"H-his lips...I wanna know every inch of it, his hands...I wanna caress them and praise how soft they are...his eyes, nose, lips are what people like you and me don't deserve but how come you get it before me?"

"S-save me...please!" Jackson begged as he cried like a newborn but what's different here is that a total psycho was right infront of him and is abusing his head against a pine tree.

Hits after hit, the wind hollowed noisily and the pine cone tree follows, swaying its branches from left to right like how Jackson's head was swinging along by the control of a mad man.

Grinning from above, Yoongi finds no fun in the pine tree that was already covered with his friend's dirty blood anymore so with fast heavy footsteps, he dragged the screaming foreigner who was grunting along the ash-like sand that burns just like their non-existence friendship.

Heading towards the beach, Yoongi hissed slightly when the wave splashed against his toes that were quick to cringe and curled up at the feeling of cold water.

Yoongi had always hated the water because in every sea that lives right underneath a bridge, there's airless muffled screaming.

But of course, sooner or later what Yoongi hates the most will be faced.

Taking a deep breath, Yoongi bravely walks down and dips his body into the water, ignoring how cold and dirty it feels against his silk-like skin since he had something much important to face right now.

So with that, he stared soullessly at the crying victim.

"P-please don't do this, I'm your friend! Jackson Wang." The foreigner conversed, his weak drainage body was dragged deeper into the beach until half of it was now up to the tide's level.

"Friend? You must be joking." Within seconds of that being said, Yoongi burst out cackling, his eyes were empty even in the dark and Jackson could see it loud and clear.

His death was near.

"Oh Jackie, how cute of you to think that I will be kind enough to spare a little friend of mine for trying to take him away." The black-haired male snaked his hands around his ex-friend's bare neck and soothingly massaged it as his eyes sparked up with something that Jackson could not read but for one sure thing, it's definitely not empathy.

"Please Y-yoon I'm sorry." Jackson begged for mercy with his two hands unequally braced above his swollen bloody gushing head.

"It's too late, I'm sorry too bro but you've stolen enough." Yoongi quietly sighed and with force, he pushed the screaming male's head into the water by his soaked neck.

Now Jackson's screams were airless muffles and it made Yoongi closes his eyes, trying to enjoy what he hated the most as his ears bled without any form of evidence because of that suffocating sound of water flooding lungs and bottling up into your struggling body in a minimal matter of seconds.

"After 40 seconds, you will be free." Yoongi said, choking on his words as he shut his eyes tighter, not wanting to hear anything escaping the drowning male's mouth but he knows and know that...

You cannot change what you hate the most but it's not impossible to try enjoying it.

It did not take long at all for Yoongi to feel Jackson stop moving and restricting from his loose hold, the weight of his friend's lifeless body floats up and Yoongi watches as his heart clenched tighter around his chest but it's merely because of relief.

He's weak. Yoongi had always been weak.

With a small smile, The black-haired male student dipped his head into the water too and forces his pained screams out, eyes shut tight and desperate hands wrapped around his neck as if he was the one in pain and truly, he was and still is.

"Arghhhhhh!!!!"

Clenching around his thick pale neck with his long veiny hands, Yoongi let out an ear-splitting scream that only turns into struggled mufflings which he was unable to hear. Maybe fear isn't so bad after all and facing it now, Yoongi finds himself starting to like it...

Nothing is better than relieving your anger in fear.

But when the senior feels like he couldn't take it anymore, his mouth flooded with seawater and two eardrums felt like bursting. Yoongi struggles to approach the moonlight surface and once he's up there, the coughing student gasps for a drink of air that was quick to fulfil his lungs with its good.

Later on that night, the moon was shining from above but there weren't any stars, it looked so lonely up there and somehow, Yoongi feels like he could relate to it.

Staring endlessly up with pitiful orbs that wished for better, Yoongi's melancholy thoughts were soon interrupted when his eyes landed on a floating dead body not far away from him.

"How can one be so scared and one be so in peace?" Yoongi brokenly whispered.

Glancing at Jackson's closed eyes that looked so peaceful compared to his frantic ones, his white dirty shirt had stuck up to his soaked bare chest and his long bangs which have countless drops of water falling from it down to his pale face.

"Life isn't fair, if it is then why am I still suffering?" Yoongi said in just above a soft whisper as stared admiringly at his friend's body.

Almost wishing that he was the person whose body was floating lifelessly on the sea's precious surface, almost wishing he had a cigar up his left eye, almost wishing that his head was physically abused with the pine tree and lungs occupied with salty water. He wished it was him...

Death looks so nice...but why does it sound horrible? and how much weaker can he get knowing how much young blood had stained his rough hands because of one thing! one person who had changed all it is but will never be his even if he kills another person to show some sort of grief.

But Yoongi still does it.

Fearing if someone will take his Jimin away, the senior had too much to pay and so many drops of blood to shed but he can't stop himself and he knows he won't because Yoongi had fallen too deep and what that seemed like fear isn't actually it, it is what they called 'obsession'.

"I wanna be free too."

That's a wish under the shining moonlight and if this was a fairytale, his wish would have come true.

*The Next Day*

The students' loud chatters filled up the once quiet morning as they complain about how the bus has not arrived after its 1-hour delay but then, engine sounds were heard from afar, making every head turned before a relieved look as soon remember on their faces.

"Thanks all the Lords and wind that bring us this miracle transportation!" J-hope instantly stopped fanning himself to stretched both of his hands out and wave happily at the arriving double bus.

"Actually, a bus engine is powered by Diesel and all the mechanicals inside such as-" Namjoon, who was adjusting his nerdy glasses, corrected with a snort of intelligence.

"Blah blah blah! It's actually wind- oh no it's the wheels!" Refusing to listen, J-hope stubbornly huffed and puffed but his eyes widen like a bird skull when he finally realised that it was the wheels that do the magic.

His theory was then proven true when the tires stopped moving in the next second, indicating that this transportation would not work without the wheels rolling.

"You are right too but that is just a teeny part of it and if you did not already know which you obviously did not, a bus is not a 'miracle' since it is just another genius invention made by Stanislas Baudry, he was a grea-"

"Will you guys shut up for a sec?" Yoongi lazily hissed at his two debating friends and it was no less than a success when a stern silence entered their friendship circle.

"Sorry hyung." Both Namjoon and Hoseok mumbles an apology, deciding to calm their asses down in the demand of Min Yoongi.

Meanwhile, the eldest sighed in contentment but it did not last that long when the corner of his left eye detected something unusual, very unusual...

"Hey kid, you okay there?" The black-haired student asked, averting everyone's attention to the youngest in their group whose eyes have been wide like a deer during the entire morning.

The senior frowned when Jungkook did not answer and at a typical moment where he was about to place his large hand atop of the male's smaller shoulder, the freshman flinched as if he has seen a ghost and stumbled back to Yoongi's surprise.

"Kook is probably fine." Namjoon barged into the conversation and after hearing his friend's answer, the black-haired male slowly nodded but his eyes were still suspiciously glued to Jungkook who's stoned face remained the same.

The kid is usually very bubbly and talkative but to witness how quiet he has been, Yoongi could not help but feel overly concerned for his dongsaeng.

"A deer caught in the headlights." Yoongi quickly muttered underneath his breath before turning towards the parked bus.

*Later*

"Jackson Wang?" A male teacher called out as he adverts his eyes up from the paper clipboard he was fastly ticking on a few seconds ago.

The students on the bus were chatting loudly to their friends and Mr Kang could not hear a single reply so frustratedly, he brought his left hand up to his chest and blew onto his red sporty whistle.

As expected, every head turned in confusion at the deafening sound as the entire bus erupted into dead silence with little questionable whispers. Mr Kang opened his mouth once again.

"Is Jackson Wang here?"

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Author's notes : Yes I forgot to upload :( sowwy but here it is! Enjoy 🙂😅

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Warnings ⚠️

This chapter contains mature scenes that are not suitable for kids.
Includes; violence, cigarette burns, blood, drowning, torture, dragging, bashing head, killing, possessive/harmful language, obsessive and psychopathic behaviour.
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