⚠︎ — gore and obsession ✔
Spade's Point of View
"And you are?" I asked facing the owner of the voice.
"Kim Seok Jun." A beautiful boy with black and shiny hair introduced himself.
"No, who are you to talk to me like that?" I questioned with a stern voice implying that I'm someone to be respected and look up to.
"Kim Seok Jun? Didn't I just introduced myself a while ago?" He said completely done, putting his hand on his waist.
This guy is testing my patience. Too bad I don't have my poisonous daggers with me, I could've added him to the list of people I killed.
"Whatever." I started walking out, ignoring the beauty.
I heard him mumble "okay" as I pass by and started cleaning the scattered trash of the garbage can I kicked.
I took a glace on his figure for the last time and left the place.
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Kim Seok Jun's Point of View
Such a rude guy.
After entering my apartment, I immediately throw myself on the couch due to exhaustion.
I wonder what kind of childhood did he have? Was it because of his parents? his surroundings? What rude person.
I feel bad for people like him.
I stared at the ceiling while resting my exhausted body on the couch.
But sometimes, people like him just needs understanding...
We can't control what we're destined to be, we can't control our past who made us the person who we are today.
I turned on the television in hopes of watching something interesting to kill time.
"three people were brutally murdered last night at the lake in front of Himamura Residence."
Another murder? This has been going for over a month now.
Eversince I discovered my late lover's death, mysterious murder started to occur every night. Until today, the murder is still ongoing and the murderer's still on the loose.
No matter how much I think positively, somebody is still going to die later, already died or even getting murdered right now. A lot of people are anxious to go out after hearing the occuring murders, even me myself is scared.
At first, we all thought it was just some random murder, until the second murder occured...
A person was burned to death. It could've been a different case but there was a note.
"The lake in front of the Himamura Residence, I'm waiting Natsuo.
-Spade"
The same note that was found on the first murder.
And so on.
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Spade's Point of View
"Please don't kill me! I beg of you please don't!" The girl begged, hugging my foot with her dirty and bruised body.
"What if I don't want to?" I smirked and kicked her bruised body which made me earn a groan from her.
"Grab her." I said demandingly and Zachary immedietly obliged—holding both of her hands.
"Let's see..." I opened my coat to find some weapon to kill her with.
"Do you want a knife? A dagger? Or a gun?" I asked, making her choose with my hand already gripping a gun inside my coat.
"No! I don't want to die! Help! Help-"
"Booom!"
"Gun it is then..." Her blood splattered on the grass and some were on Zachary's suit.
"Satisfied?" Zachary cocked an eyebrown as he wiped his bloodied self with a handkerchief.
"No." I said truthfully and threw my gun on the river.
Thou shall not leave evidences behind.
"When will you stop?" Zachary asked while removing the dead woman's clothing.
"When he faces me..." I said reminiscing the beautiful yakuza's cold and intimidating eyes.
"When my beautiful Natsuo faces me..." I repeated.
I haven't seen his face but I know behind that Japanese mask is a beautiful face of an angel.
His long brown hair, the way his tattoo beautifully tainted his silky smooth skin...his neck...
I want him. I am obsessed with him. The moment I laid my eyes on him, I knew he belongs to me.
"I didn't expect you would be this crazy for someone except for yourself, what a change." Zachary said when he successfully dumped the lifeless woman's body on the river.
"I didn't expect it either, but I know he will be mine. He is mine. Natsuo is mine." I said facing Zachary while getting a cigarette in my pocket.
I was about to remove my mask to smoke after lighting up my cigarette, but immediately stopped when I heard a very familiar voice.
"How can you be so sure that I will be yours, Spade?" a familiar cold and soft-spoken voice spoke behind me.
No doubt it's him.
My heart thumped hard as I slowly face the owner of the voice.
"How can you be so sure that I will be submissive to you?"
Long brown hair, beautifully tattoed skin, Japanese mask and cold intimidating eyes.
Excitement is engulfing me.
It's Natsuo, my Natsuo.
My beautiful Natsuo.
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