His greed became his downfall, now he has nothing

_ _ _

Seonghwa had everything. 

Looks, money, women, you name it and he had it. 

He grew up in a life of luxury; born with a silver spoon- well, more like a golden spoon in his mouth. 

His father is the CEO of one of the most successful technology companies, tech.gO, and his mother is the daughter of a chairman of a cosmetics company. He grew up not knowing what it was like to struggle and had everything handed to him since birth. 

He got what he wanted when he saw it. 

The new $120,000 iPhone Zxy? He got as soon as it came out. 

That new $8million Mercedes Benz Maybach Exelero? He got that too.

Back in high school, he would steal his friend's girlfriends just because. He didn't even want them, but this sudden feeling of need would settle deep in his gut, telling him he needed them. 

And he'd always find himself in bed with one girl after the next. 

If there was one thing he didn't have back then, it was friends. Well, that was until he met the other seven. 

Seonghwa really did have everything, he could get any and everything, but there is one thing he didn't have; he didn't have her. 

Her skin, her smile, her hair, those dimples, he wanted it all. 

He could have anything. He could have everything- yet he couldn't have her. 

Why couldn't he have her? 

What was really stopping him from holding her in his arms? 

"Nothing", he thought. "Absolutely nothing," he said as he quickly grabbed his keys from off the table near the front door of his house. He slammed the door closed, unable to contain his excitement. 

What if he were to go to her right now, at this very moment, what would happen? 
If he were to ask for her hand, for her to be with him, what would she say?

He has to have her. This needy feeling isn't like the ones from high school, no. He longs for her, yearns for the smoothness of her skin and the softness of her short, brown hair. He needs her- like really needs her, And he will stop at literally nothing to get her. 

He rode down to the M.o cafe where she worked and parked right out front. He could see her from the glass windows, how her skin just glowed when the sun gleamed over her, how her hair would sway when she walked table to table. It would fall in her face sometimes and she'd push it right back. 
She served tables left and right, taking coffee, donuts and other sweets to the people who occupied the seats. 

Finally, she took her break, going outside and breathing in the fresh air. Seonghwa smiled to himself as he watched her chest go up and down, the more she breathed in. This movement was so satisfying to him.

It's time for him to move. It's time for him to go talk to her, so he starts to get out of his car, but only steps a few feet away from it before another car pulled up beside her and stops. He stops in his tracks, his smile dropping in confusion. 

Who is this?

This isn't a car he recognizes at all. 

He observes the car, then looks at her. She's smiling. Why? 

Just then a man stepped out of the car. He looked dashing, beautiful- like a real prince. Seonghwa froze in confusion, then a bit of anger settled in his gut, but never truly manifesting.

The girl continues to smile at the boy before jumping into his arms. "Jimin!" she squealed as she squeezed the boy tight. He wrapped his arms around her waist, only pulling away for a second to give her a sweet kiss on her forehead, cheeks, and lips. She smiled against his lips as he spoke to her, words Seonghwa couldn't hear. 

Seonghwa staggers back at the sight of this. What is she doing?! Why is she kissing him? He doesn't understand why the girl he's been so obsessed with, the one he so desperately wants and needs, is kissing another man...someone other than him. 

He gritted his teeth, his fisting clenching around the bouquet of flowers he was holding onto. His hands began to shake and he swallowed hard as he stared at them in bewilderment. 

He's the one with everything. He's the one that can get anything he wants, so why he the one thing he wants with another guy- kissing another guy-hugging another guy besides him?

Seonghwa is supposed to have her, not this pretty boy wannabe!

At the moment, he is filled with rage, to the point where it might spill any moment, but he decides to back down, for her. She looks happy right now.

He'll let her keep that happiness...but just for now.

A while passes and she gets back to work, having one last hour before she gets off of work. 

It was 7:00 pm and Seonghwa sat in his car, his head leaned against the steering wheel. He just sat there...thinking. He thought about him and her and her and him and them together and in his mind, it made no sense. This story is supposed to end with her in his arms and him with everything he wants...

Then it dawned upon him...that boy is the problem. He probably tricked her- brainwashed her even- into thinking she actually loved him when in reality, she's just being held against her will...yeah, that's definitely it.

Seonghwa eyed the car that was parked in front of the cafe. "That boy is still here..." he whispered. He licked his lips thinking of what to do, tapping the steering wheel as he thought. 

Tap

Tap

Tap...

Then it hit him like a bull chasing red. 

He has to get rid of him, so he can be happy...she'll be happy too when she finally meets Seonghwa. He's sure of it. This is for her...and of course for him. 

He pulled open his glove compartment and pulled out a box cutter that had begun to collect dust. Why was this in here, he doesn't even know himself, but he's happy that it was. It was very convenient for him. 

He grips the knife, examining it, trying to figure out which way, which angle he would need to stab to killed his victim. He'll aim straight for the jugular that way he'll die quickly, feeling almost no pain. Just a little bit before he slowly drifts off into the darkness. 

Seonghwa gets out of the car, smiling to himself as he thought of how it'll be once this is all over. He'll have the girl and won't have to worry about some pesky boy who kissed his girl. They'll be happy with three kids, two dogs and a kitten they'll name mittens because of its cute little paws. And he knows this plan isn't foolproof, but he gets what he wants...and right now, he wants pretty boy out of the picture. More so, he wants him dead. 

He knocked on the boys' window and he rolls it down, staring up at the smiling Seonghwa who hid a knife behind his back. 

"Hi, sir!" he said, waving his free hand. 

"Yeah? What do you need?"  the boy asked, blowing out a puff of smoke from his cigarette. He moved the bud back to his lips, inhaling more of the toxins as he awaited the males' answer. 

"I was wondering if you had a few napkins...you see, I spilled some coffee in my car and have none with me" Seonghwa answered. 

Jimin stared at him in confusion. He throws what's left of his cigarette away at Seonghwa's feet and Seonghwa scoffs. "Why don't you just go inside and get some?" Jimin asked. 

"They're closing soon, I don't wanna intrude while they're cleaning" Seonghwa answers nervously. He fiddles with the knife in his hand, slowly losing his patients. He just wants to slash this mans throat now, but "patience is  virtue".

Jimin sighs, clearly annoyed by the man's persistence. He clicks his tongue, "Anyway, I don't have any. Now please go." he shoos Seonghwa away. At this point, Seonghwa decides to go for it. 

"Sir...you know her, right?" 

"Know who?" he questioned. 

"Sohee...my love, my life. You know her." 

"And if I do?" 

And those were the last words Jimin spoke before Seonghwa slit his throat. He pulled back and with so much force, so much hatred was gathered into that one swing, and he slashed Jimin's throat open. It was a clean cut with lots of blood. Luckily, none of it got onto Seonghwas clothes; just a few specks and tiny droplets here and there. He smiled at his accomplishment. He did it. He got rid of the problem, now he and Sohee can be together. 

It was about time for her to get off from work. It was 7:45 pm and she would be walking through those doors any second. And just like it was planned, she walked right out that door, smiling to herself; probably thinking about riding home with her boyfriend after a long time, except, she wouldn't...

Seonghwa hid behind the other side of the car, waiting to surprise her. 

Then it happened. Her eyes fell upon the lifeless body of her boyfriend of five years...Park Jimin only laid there, blood still slowly leaking from his throat. She covered her mouth to mask the scream that begged to escape her mouth. Tears welled up in her eyes and her stomach rolled over. She felt like she might vomit. 

"Jimin...baby...no," she said as she reached for him. She touched his cheek which was cold to the touch. He was pale. All life was drained from him and there was no reversing it. 

She started to sob. She repeatedly called out his name, begged for him to wake up but to no avail. 

He was gone and she knew this. 

She pulled out her phone to call the police and it was at this moment that Seonghwa decided to make his move. 

He walked out slowly from behind the car, going to Sohee's side. "Hi..." he said with that awkward smile of his. Sohee's eyes grew wide at the sight of another person, one that could help her. She quickly pulled him over, saying "Sir, Sir, please help me! My boyfriend...he...someone did this to him!" she said. Seonghwa kept his smile as he looked at Jimin's body. He laughed at the pathetic look of the boy. 

"I know, Sohee," he told her. He pulled her in for a hug, but only he hugged back. She stood there confused as to why this stranger was hugging her and how he knew her name. 

She pulled away from him...

"...w-what did you call me?" she questioned. Seonghwa smiled harder. Her eyes were so beautiful in the moonlight. "You're so beautiful, you know that right. You only deserve the best, and he..." Seonghwa trailed off. 

"What are you saying?" she looked down at his hand...blood spots loitered all over his arm and hand, the blood staining parts of his clothing...she could only think of one thing. 

"Who are you!" she yelled as she backed away. Her legs turned to jelly as she stared Seonghwa in the eyes, deathly afraid of what he might do to her next. 

"I did it for us, Sohee," he told her. His lips rapidly shifted from a smile to a frown, unsure of what to think of her reaction.

"Did you...did you kill him?" she finally asked. Seonghwa stopped his progression towards her. Ultimately, his smile disappeared when he saw the fear in her eyes. 

"I did it for us...so we could be happy"

"I don't even know you! Why did you-" 

"No! This isn't how it's supposed to be! You're supposed to be happy, we're meant to be happy!" 

"What are you talking about- no, I'm calling the police!" she pulled out her phone again and dialed the number for the cops, he hands shaking as she did. It rang and rang and rang while Seonghwa panicked and thought and panicked and thought over and over again. 

He mumbled inaudible words to himself, making himself look like a mad man.

He snapped out of it when he heard her talking to someone on the other line. Quickly, he slapped the phone out of her hand before she could say another word. 

He made his way towards her again, getting closer and closer to her until their foreheads touched. 'P-please...don't" she whispered in fear. "Shh, Shh, shh, quiet Sohee, I'm trying to think..." he said calmly. 

"P-please don't hurt me" she sobbed and Seonghwa tsked.

"This won't do...I'll have to take you with me..." he said wrapping his hands around her neck. "What are you-" she chocked on her words as his hands tightened around her neck. Seonghwa apologized repeatedly as he squeezed the air out of her lungs- not intending to kill her, but to subdue her.
And as much as he didn't want to hurt her, what other choice did he have? She was panicking which made him panic, he didn't know what to do.

Finally, Sohee lost her strength and fell limp to the ground. Seonghwa checks to see if she was still breathing; luckily, she was.

Quickly, before anyone could see, he loaded her into the back seat of his car and drove off to his home.