"Oh for goodness sake it's been only our first week and I'm already worn out" Jungkook stretched his hands and cracked his knuckles. 

The poor boy was exhausted from the workload they had to handle as a resident doctor under fellows. Well, on the other hand, no one said being a psychatritian was an easy job. 

"You are always whining Jungkook, Stop being such a fluff ball" I stated, being fully aware of the fact that my words are just enough to make this man get on his nerves.

 That's the Jungkook I have known since college. It's true that he whines here and there and acts like a small kid sometimes, it's in his nature. But not to mention that he is one of the best doctors in the group of specialists in child and adolescent psychiatry. He was very determined and hard-working. That was his field while I was more interested in phobias and adult disorders. I was looking forward to taking part in the research my brother was carrying on. 

Cure for multiple personality disorder.

It sure sounds interesting, doesn't it? What paved the way to take part in this was just more than interest in this subject, I was also seeking answers for something in the past. 

"Consider yourself lucky cause I have no energy to scrawl with you right now"

Jungkook stood up and dusted off the snack crumbs off his uniform yawning lazily. Because of the work, we have been spending time in the common room given for doctors to spend the night these days. 

"I'm going to my apartment, I'm sure my bed has been missing me" I chuckled at his statement.

"Dr. Kaito sure is giving you a hard time Kookie" he groaned and plopped back on the sofa, ruffling his hair and making it messy. Jungkook was working under Dr. Kaito, the Japanese consultant who was known to be the most strict among them. 

"You bet, I think I can get why no woman wanted to marry him. He is such a tough head." I laughed at his statement. He groaned again and removed his scrubs, changing into his casual clothes. 

"I'm heading for the restaurant there, Jin Hyung texted me saying he'll be there too. Care to join us?" he asked me, putting on his thick jacket to protect him from the chilly weather outside. I shook my head. 

"You guys go ahead, Are you going to the apartment afterwards?" he nodded. 

"I'll catch you there then. I have to take a look at Taehyung before I leave. Do bring me some fried chicken will ya?" 

"Gotcha! See you Y/n" 

After Jungkook left the common room was in silence. I tried to ignore the quietness creeping on and tried to focus on the cases I'd been studying. But the silence in the room was irritating me. For some reason, the picture of the creepy man in the car drew in my mind, the man I saw on the first day. 

"Maybe I should play some music..." I plugged in my earphones and started playing one of my favourite songs Tayler Swift, trying to cease the restlessness in my mind. I sighed and leaned on my chair. 

"I've been overworking these days and still no progress in finding Taehyung's disorder. This is stressing me out!" I hurried and put my doctor's gown on. 

"Maybe I should visit Taehyung, it's been a while"

I made my way to the hospital corridor, I walked past the patient's ward, entering the area of special cases and my feet stopped at room number 95. My eyes googled through the small window before I cracked open the door. It was no longer dark like the first day I visited. Well, I can't say that there's no progress at all. I saw the brown-haired sitting on the chair facing backwards to me. His sitting position was weird. He always took both his legs up, without letting them touch them as he was afraid of touching the ground. I slowly entered the room without making much noise. 

"You are here..." His deep voice aroused before even he could get a glimpse at me. My brows were raised with surprise but I kept my calm and talked. 

"How did you know it's me?" I asked, stepping closer to him. After five days of visit, I was getting familiar with him but still, some of his actions caught me off guard. 

He turned with a smile, not a creepy one like presented to me on the first day or let's say it like this, I'm used to his smile by now. 

"Your hair smells like Vanilla" he got down from his chair and paced near me. I glanced at him and kept a watch on what he was going to do. His long fingers curled one of my bangs and again he smiled at me.

"You know, my mom's hair smelled the same." I gently took his hand and lowered it. It was the very first time he mentioned something about his past and that was a very important point. 

"Do I remind you of her?" he nodded and pouted.

" Well sometimes you do" he started pulling my hand. 

'Do you want to see the painting? It's almost done" Taehyung gestured for me to follow him. His table was scattered with oil paint tubes and some brushes, in the centre there it was, his masterpiece drawn on the canvas was lying on the table. I opened my mouth in awe.

" I have no words Taehyung, This is spectacular!" I gazed at him preserving the proud smile stretched on his lips. 

" May I touch it?" he nodded and carefully took the canvas, handing it to me. I held the drawing and compared it with the view from up there. It was no difference, it was the same. He was careful to include every little detail in his drawings making it even more picturesque.

"Do you like it?" He asked with a sheepish grin.

"Like it? I love it! You have the hand of an artist" his reply was a grin. I placed the drawing where it was and took a seat in his bed. The bed sank as his weight was also added. As usual, he took up his legs and wrapped his arms around him ready to listen to what I was going to say.

"Taehyung, you said you never visited the town right?" He nodded.

"Would you like to visit the town with me tomorrow?" Taehyung's eyes twinkled. But his words were kind of taken back,

"But is it possible? I mean I haven't left this room for years. Don't you think it's dangerous to take me outside?"

I was right about him.

He was smart and rational. He was intelligent enough to think it through the circumstances.

"I told you, I trust you. I believe that you won't cause me trouble. This is going to help you Taehyung I promise"

"So is it like a date?" I almost gagged.

"A- what?"

"A date you know, where two people who trust each other goes out?" I tried to laugh at his comment but I didn't cause I thought it might hurt his feelings. His dwelling character never fails to mesmerise me. I had to take him to this therapy session. I chuckled.

"You can put it that way if you want"

"Don't worry I'll be a good boy" he ran his fingers through his bangs piercing me with his firing gaze. That duality he has, jittered me sometimes. Why do I find it,

Hot?

"I know you will be"

_______________________________________

"Jimin, this case is going to be way more complicated than we assumed. The killer didn't even leave any traces behind. I must say, it was well planned"  Namjoon took a sip of his coffee and started detailing the database he found about the recent crime he faced.

The other masculine's eyes were glued to the screen, staring at the picture displayed.

Choi Isuel

Age 25

The carrier started as a model for Yokido enterprises.

He hummed, biting the tip of the bolt point pen, thinking of which route to take next. It was not like they had a good lead. The prime suspect is directed to nobody yet. They have overcome the list of murders that were still not caught and the police were after those for now.

But there was one problem.

None of those murder cases were near this new one. The pattern of killing, and the weapon used, were completely different. So Jimin could come to only one conclusion.

There was a new murder in the town.

"Namjoon Hyung, for now, we can't let this information about the new murder leak to the public. Inform all the officers to keep it away from the media." He nodded.

" I understand, we will only make them aware and secure that safety. The public would go crazy if they get to know there's a new man on the show" he turned his chair and walked near Jimin who was seated in front of the computer.

"Choi Isuel huh? I've seen her somewhere before..."

"Well she was an upcoming model" but Namjoon shook his head in denial.

"No I've seen her somewhere else, I think she does porn" Jimin widened his eyes and glanced at Namjoon.

"What? Don't act so surprised Jimin, every man watches porn"  he shrugged off cooly.

"Damn, you Namjoon-" Jimin couldn't carry on the conversation because he was distributed by the vibration of his phone. He mumbled and fished out his phone.

Jimins forehead wrinkled with confusion.

"The same guy..." He talked to himself.

"Jimin?"

"Excuse me for a minute " Jimin stood up and stepped out from the workroom, leaving Namjoon all dumbfounded.

It's been a week since he got the message from the unknown. For a week it was all calm. Now again it started.

Unknown Number - 2 messages

Jimin couldn't stand it, he thought of deleting the message right away but his curiosity was way more forward. He opened the popped-up message.

Unknown;

Today 00:06

Don't trust him!

The second message was an unloaded picture. He was in an argument with himself whether to open it or not.

"Oh well, the worst can be a nude"

He downloaded the picture that was attached to the message. But the picture was completely meaningless and it made no sense to him at all.

"What the heck is this ?"

Hey guys I know it's been so long since I last updated and I deeply apologise for that. My life has been so hard as a medical student that I didn't actually have much time left. I'll try to update this more frequently. Again thank u all for your amazing support.

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