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"Soohyuk...," Gain murmured as she looked down at the ground, too afraid to look up. Before her stood two tall towers otherwise known as Lee Soohyuk and Kim Woobin. Youngjae let out a small gasp of 'I knew it' before reaching over and grabbing his ally out of any harm's way.
The two actors stood relaxed till Soohyuk spoke up in a hushed tone. "What do you mean?" he asked ever so politely, his nose upturned and his hands shoved deep into his pockets. Woobin grinned devilishly, playing with the gun in hand.
"Hey, Dongwoon, I heard you had some extra ammo. Can I borrow some? I promise I'll give it back," he sneered. The rest of the group fell silent, unable to truly process what had been revealed.
"Why?" Gain prodded, this time looking straight into the suspect's faces. Her pretty, feline eyes were narrowed down into a contortion of worry and anger. Soohyuk quirked an eyebrow, still unfazed. "You weren't at dinner. And you  were good friends with poor Hakyeon...I don't know how you dare look us in the eye...You're a monster. What have you done?"
The two men exchanged glances, shaking their heads in disapproval. "So what are you suggesting? That he killed Baek Sumin? Hah, Dongwoon, give me the bullets," Woobin ordered, asserting his request by roughly grabbing onto the other's lapel.
"And when he heard that his friend argued with Kitten," Gain started up again, feeling the urgency, "He confronted her about it. AndâŠ," she looked down at the ground where Sumin laid, a glimmer of sadness in her eyes, "Since she was so stubborn, he found himself in a fight with her...Is that right?"
Soohyuk rolled his eyes in annoyance before correcting her statement, "Truly, Idol turned detective. But, you see, I was only trying to help. Someone, so it seemed, had poisoned her in vengeance...," He trailed off, looking over at a somewhat agitated Woobin. He grunted and fixed his clothes before standing back, licking his lips, and adding into the conversation.
"Hakyeon. It is unfortunate that in the end he had to be, ahem, back-stabbed. It was certainly not part of the plans, but a turn of events. Sumin, she had to been taken care of...," he looked down, feigning sadness at the Little Ghost, "I was just looking out for Hyuksoo. She seems like a real party pooper."
Apprehensively, Soohyuk intervened, "I tried to help her. She seemed to be choking on her own tears at the top of the stairs when I found her. After exacerbating everything, I suppose there was not much I could do."
"No wonder Woobin is still alive," Youngjae spoke so brusquely it seemed like a scolding, "Despite being the worst perpetrator of insensitivity about Suminâs death. Heâs important to Hyuksoo, therefore spared."
"Ah, really? Anyway, what's there to hide? You were all going to find out once we got to youâŠ," Woobin joked nonchalantly. Before he could say any more, the perpetuating silence was interrupted by loud knocking at the door. Calls of 'Open up, it's the police!' rang out through the beating rain. At last, freedom for some came.
