KyungJun girlies

Fan fiction for NHC´s kyung Jun

[kyungjungirlies]

Night Has Come FF

(Kyungjun x reader)

Part: Two

¨CHOI JOO-WON WAS ELIMINATED BY THE MAFIA. CHOI JOO-WON WAS THE MAFIA¨

¨THE POLICE HAS USED THEIR POWER¨

Those were the first words that broke the spell of your trance. You sat on the floor, head pounding. You couldn't remember anything after Yool´s death. After you saw Kyungjun across you. What had happened?

Someone else had died? How?

"Hey, the broadcasting room. Who the fuck is controlling it? Huh?" Wooram said. His jaw trembled slightly, and his eyes were wide. He and a group of kids went to go look.

While you and Nahee joined the group in search of Joo-Won. What did it mean that he was the mafia? And how did he die? Was this game for real? Was it a sick joke? Were you all going to die?

You forced yourself to take deep breaths as you stared at Joo-Won´s limp form in the bathroom stall. Yoonseo bent down to touch the blood. "It's still wet." She said. You could make the conclusion all by yourself. He had died recently, very recently. It sent chills up your already unsteady body.

Kyungjun grabbed the Junhee´s shirt. "What do we do now huh?!"

"We leave. We need to get far away from here."

And so, you did, or you tried to at least. But you quickly figured out that you were locked in. A white line ran all around the building.

A warning had flashed on your phone when you all came near the line earlier. But two of you hadn't listened. They ended up just like Yool. Pounding their heads against each other till death.

You now walked limply to the snack bar. Ice, you needed ice for your throbbing head. Junhee had left with a group to see how far the line went. All there was left to do for you was wait. It made you itch all over.

The snack bar was open this time and it wasn't empty. You flinched slightly when you saw who was inside.

"What do you want?" Seungbin asked. His tone wasn't rude exactly. Kyungjun turned around to look at you. His left eyebrow rose slightly. You addressed him instead of his friend. "I need some ice for my head."

"What's wrong with your head?" He asked. His head cocked to the side as he studied you with a blank expression.

"It hurts." you replied simply. He nodded then waved you in. You barely looked at them as you made your way to the freezer. You took out a cup of ice cubes, closed the door and headed out. You could feel their eyes on you though. It unsettled you. But you kept your head high.

Right by the door, Kyungjun called your name. You turned around slowly.

"What?"

But he never answered. The alarm was back. Making you nearly drop the cup in your hands.

¨KIM DONG-HYUN HAS DIED. KIM DONG-HYUN WAS A CITIZEN¨

Your eyes widened.

"How is that even possible?" Spoke to no one in particular. But Kyung Jun caught your eyes. His just as wide as yours. You turned around and ran to the lobby.

The others had gathered there as well. You looked around for some sort of explanation but of course none of us here knew what was happening.

When they return, dirt stained, tired, and solemn, they told you. Donghyun slipped and fell outside the border. They didn´t tell you how exactly it happened. And none of you asked. What's more, you were all trapped. The border led into the woods, up a mountain. And then? Nothing. No people, no help. No nothing.

It was starting to sink in. Someone was going to die again tonight.

You looked at Yoonseo, Jeonwon, and Nahee. What are we going to do? Your eyes pleaded.

Could you even trust them? The thought crept up on you like an ice bath. You pulled out your phone and tried to click a name.

YOU CAN USE YOUR POWER AGAIN AFTER 48 HOURS

You cursed inwardly. Isn't the police supposed to be allowed to use their power every day? Why hadn't you chosen better yesterday? You felt a sense of guilt.

Tomorrow, you conclude with somewhat hope. You'd ask tomorrow. But who? And if they are the mafia, how do you convince the others?

At nighttime Junhee and Yoonseo came to find you and Nahee along with a group of students.

"Hey," he said upon entering. "We've decided not to vote. If we don't vote no one dies."

"Are you certain?" The idea sounded reasonable. But would whoever made the game allow it?

"No," he admitted. "But we have to try something."

"Yes, that's right I suppose. Did you tell everyone?" Nahee asked.

"No, we were actually hoping you could help us with that." Junhee said.

You hopped off the chair you'd been sitting on. "Sure thing." you said, itchy to do something. Anything.

You and Nahee found Somi and a group of students in one of the rooms. Yool's friends are in there too. You paused at the door. They were screaming at each other. You shared a look with Nahee.

"You told everyone to vote for him!" Somi hissed at someone.

"What? I saw you push him! Up on the mountain. He didn't slip at all!" The girl responded. Eunha. Your eyes widened at that.

You opened the door. Everyone looked at you.

"Junhee wants you to know that we're not voting on anyone." you said steadily. Your eyes scanned the room. 6 people.

"We already know!" Somi exclaimed, annoyed.

"Good." is all you said before slamming the door shut.

You met Junhee and Yoonseo in the hall again.

"We need to find Kyung Jun. And I can't find Dabeom either."

"He's in the snack bar." Mingi said. You looked at him. Really looked at him. Dark circles rimmed his eyes.

At the snack bar you found Kyung Jun, his two minions, and Dabeom. Seungbin was sitting on Dabeom´s back.

"What the hell do you think you're doing here?" Junhee asked.

Yoonseo and Jeongwon got Dabeom away from the bullies.

"Three against one? You guys are pathetic. " Mingi said, disgusted.

"Where do you think you're going?" Kyung Jun said to Dabeom, grabbing his shirt. He had suddenly gotten up.

"Hey, hey, hey. Enough. We need to discuss something. " Junhee tried to calm the situation.

"Why should I listen to you?" Kyungjun responded. Mingi pushed him with his hand, hard. Then turned to leave.

"Hey, you motherfucker!" Kyungjun took a box from one of the racks and hurled it at Dabeom's back. "Why should I listen to you, you son of a bitch? Come back here!"

Mingi turned around slowly. "Fucking bastards." He said, before pouncing on them. You ducked out of the way.

After a few minutes Mingi had kyungjun pinned on the floor." Fucking let go! Let go you son of a bitch!" Kyungjun screamed. "Will you listen?" Mingi asked. "Will you do as we say? Huh?"

Kyung Jun finally relented after what felt like an hour, "Fine, you motherfucker!"

Mingi let go slowly and got up.

But Kyung wasn´t done. He picked up a pair of scissors. You moved. You' were suddenly in front of him. Pushing him back. "Stop! Just stop! Get yourself together."

He stopped and looked at you.

"Please just think for a minute. Think about how this makes you look. What do you think the others are going to do if they see this?" Your eyes were pleading with him at this point. He kept staring at you.

"Why are you wasting your breath?" Jeongwon asked from behind you. "They'll all vote for him soon anyway. How about it?" She held up her phone.

"You fucking bitch." He hissed at her. He tried to step toward her, but you grabbed his arm. He halted. He looked at you again. Gaze so intense that you wanted to look away. But you didn´t. You swallowed.

"I won't tell anyone. We won't. But you have to stop. Drop the scissors. Please?" Your breathing was shallow and sweat started to dampen your forehead. He was still staring at you, with that same unreadability. Then he pulled back and threw his hands up. "Alright. Fine." He turned around at sat down on the chair near the window. Hands elbows resting on his knees, he looked up at all of you. "What are you still doing here?"

You still stared at him. His gaze had dropped. You let out a small, shaky breath. He looked up again. His eyes pierced into you with an expression you thought was hate, but later concluded was shame. ¨What are you looking at? ¨ He gritted through his bloody teeth.

Nahee pulled on your arm. "Let's go."

"Leave the snack bar unlocked. It's for everyone to use." Mingi said before walking towards the door.

You slowly turned around, feeling shaky.

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I am sincerely sorry for the long wait.

Please stay tuned for part 3

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[kyungjungirlies]

Night Has Come FF (Kyungjun x reader)

Part: One 

YOUR OCCUPATION IS: POLICE OFFICER

You stared at your phone screen, mostly bemused and a little perplexed. You had played mafia with your family as a pre-teen often. So, this strange game app version of the game brought up in you a feeling of pleasant nostalgia. 

You looked over to your classmates. 

"What is your occupation?" a girl from your class asks with a grin. 

"What's the fun in telling each other?" another one said. 

You smiled at that. But then something hit you. 

"How are we playing this game?" you ask slowly, looking around the circle of classmates around you. 

"What do you mean?" girl Nahee asks. You check the icon at the top of your screen to make sure before you answer.  

"We have had no internet since coming here, and no signal," you reply.  

"Maybe it's part of the game.?" one girl asks. You think it over for a moment. It's possible, but there's a small yet unavoidable feeling of dread in the pit of your stomach.  

Before you can respond, your phone buzzes. 

GROUP MESSAGE:  

Heo Yool: MY TIME TO SHINE GUYS 

How can there be a group chat with no signal? You frown at the screen. Then try to restart your phone. But it simply doesn't turn off. You press and press the off button, but nothing happens. Then another buzz from everyone's phone.  

¨KIM SO-HEE  HAS VOTED FOR HEO YOOL ¨

¨NAM YEON-WOO HAS VOTED FOR HEO YOOL ¨

¨IM EUN-CHAN  HAS VOTED FOR HEO YOOL ¨

the notifications went on. Almost everyone had voted for Yool. It wasn't that odd really. He was a prankster, and a bad one at that.  

"Look. Everyone is voting on Yool. He probably made the game no?" Na-Hee said.  

"Yeah, looks like something he would do." Another girl agreed.  

"We should vote for him too, right?" Nahee asked. You shrugged, "Yeah why not?" 

You all voted for Yool too.  

"He'll be so pissed." one girl giggled. You smiled too. Yool would be pissed. He lived for this type of thrill. Being out of the game this soon would be a bummer for him, but if he did really create the game then maybe he would end it and we could go back to our trip.  

You got up then with Nahee to find something to eat. You arrived on the 3rd floor at the snack bar and arcade. It looked deserted and closed. The whole snack bar was locked behind a large orange garage door.  

"I didn't know they closed this early." You said, staring at the door.  

"Yeah, staff maybe took a break?" Nahee suggested. You nodded. You both took off down the silent halls again.  

Nahee voiced what you'd been thinking. "Where are the staff anyway? I haven't seen anyone since our teacher left." 

"I know. And it's almost 12 by now." you agreed, walking past classmates. A door opened to your left and Yoonseo and Jeongwon and the class president, Junhee walked out. Yoonseo looked rattled. You touched her shoulder. "Het are you alright?" you asked scanning her face. Jeongwon gave you an odd look. Yoonseo nodded, "yeah, thanks y/n." She smiled at you, but then glanced back to look at Kim Somi, the vice president of your class.  

At Somi's expression Nahee cursed. "What did she do this time?"  

"Nothing. It was nothing." Yoonseo says but you're not convinced.  

"Class president! Our teacher isn't back yet. What do we do?" someone asked.  

Junhee stopped walking and addressed everyone with one hand on his hip. Somehow, he had authority. Even Kyungjun and his rats turned to listen.  

"It's late, so for now let's all go to our assigned rooms, and I'll go out in the morning to look for help." Junhee said. There were some grumbles, but everyone seemed to agree.  

You were all in the process of shuffling to your rooms when a sudden blaring alarm sounded all around you.  

You instinctively covered your ears. Everyone looked confused. Then a female robotic voice sounded.  

¨VOTING HAS ALMOST ENDED ¨

You look at your phone to see a timer counting down time.  

At the end of the hall, you spot Yool and his friends. He seems annoyed.  

You all decide to just stand there and wait it out. Other kids are pointing fingers at Yool and laughing.  

Then the alarm and voice come back.  

¨VOTING HAS ENDED. HEO YOOL WITH THE MOST VOTES WILL BE ELIMINATED.¨  

Your phone suddenly buzzes.  

CHECK THE OCCUPATION OF ANOTHER PLAYER.  

You sigh and click a name at random. Nahee's name.  

AN NA-HEE IS A CITIZEN  

You smile at the screen. Of course, your best friend wasn´t a mafia. 

You hear another noise then. Your gaze snaps back to the end of the hall. Yool looks to be in pain. He's clutching his head like he wants to pop it open. You frown and take a step towards him. The sight sets your heart racing. And when he looks up you scream with the rest of some of the students.  

Yool's eyes are completely white. No pupil. No iris.  

He then proceeds to drop to the floor and pound his head into the stone tile. You scream again as his blood splatters in all directions. He doesn't stop. He keeps going even as you all scream his name.  

Then he runs, so suddenly, past you in a blur. He runs through the glass windows at the end of the hall and falls. Dead.  

¨HEO YOOL WAS A CITIZEN¨

You stand there, frozen in horror. Your mind can't comprehend anything. You glance up. Across from you is Kyunjun. His eyes are wide with horror. It´s an expression you´ve never seen on him before. Your eyes meet briefly.

Then everything goes black. 

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part two.