Mystery

ep.30 -by.Choi Ae-ran

Today, the rain poured down like a torrent. Looking out the window, the raindrops pouring down as if they were piercing the sky, we all felt a sense of unease, as if the weather was gloomy, and we all felt depressed.

김태형

"What about the heroine...?"

Just yesterday, when two children disappeared at the same time, Taehyung thought of the female protagonist who had fainted after being almost captured by the criminal, and approached Namjoon to ask him, but Namjoon only shook his head slightly.

김남준

"I tried calling Yeoju's mother, but she said she passed out last night and just fell asleep and hasn't woken up yet."

김태형

"Ah... I see..."

As the mood became more gloomy after the female protagonist's story, Taehyung felt like he was at fault and kept checking his surroundings. Then, he started to get annoyed after checking the time.

김태형

"By the way, why isn't Park Jimin going to school yet...!"

김태형

"Are you planning on being late?"

민윤기

" ‥‥‥maybe‥"

민윤기

"Jimin might have been kidnapped too..."

At Taehyung's words, Yoongi, who had been lying down on the desk, seemed to have fallen asleep. He slowly got up, glanced at Jimin's desk, and opened his mouth.

Then, Yoon-gi, who had been looking around with his head tilted as if scanning his surroundings, eventually lowered his head.

In the classroom at the beginning of the new semester, which was once bustling and noisy with students, the number of empty desks has noticeably increased even though only a few months have passed.

As disappearances of students continued to occur at the school, including missing children, calls from parents were pouring in, saying their children were sick or were going on vacation for a few weeks and were absent from school.

As a result, within a few months, it became half empty and completely lost its warmth.

Yoongi got up from his seat and walked around the desks of the members who had disappeared, caressing the desks and chairs with an absent but affectionate hand. He seemed to be lost in thought for a moment, and then he slammed his fist on the desk with a loud bang!

민윤기

"Even though it's been this long, we still haven't found the culprit..."

민윤기

"I don't even know where the kids are or what's going on right now... There's nothing I can do... Zero... "

민윤기

"Damn it...!! "

The expression on Namjoon's face as he fell into despair, banging his face on the desk and frantically slamming his fists against the desk as if to break it was barely stopping him... and the expression on Taehyung's face as he watched him were also desperate.

김남준

"The only person who would be happy about what you're doing right now is the criminal."

김남준

"Wake up, Min Yoongi."

Just then, as Namjoon was patting Yoongi's back and comforting him, Taehyung's phone in his pocket rang softly.

Taehyung, who was checking the contents of the text, hardened his expression and quietly left the class after looking at Namjoon and Yoongi for a moment.

Taehyung's footsteps led him to none other than the school rooftop. He flung open the door and looked around anxiously as if he was looking for someone.

김태형

"Park Jimin, I sent you a text telling you to come back alive because you're here."

김태형

"Where are you!! Where are you! I sneaked out without the kids knowing, just like you asked!"

As Taehyung was shouting and searching for Jimin, a dark shadow appeared behind him and suddenly covered Taehyung's nose and mouth with a handkerchief.

At first, Taehyung was shocked and reacted strongly, but he was unable to escape due to the strong force of the criminal behind him. Eventually, his vision became blurry and he felt sleepy, thinking that he would be hit too. Then, a creepy voice, familiar yet unfamiliar, whispered in his ear from behind.

전정국

"As expected, you're always so simple and easy to deceive."

Hehehe, Choi Ae-ran, who hasn't been able to participate in the collaboration for a while.

It's been a while since I've participated, so it was a bit difficult to get used to the story and come up with a plan.

‥‥‥So that's how this kind of mess was born, but‥‥(blurry)

Next time it's my younger sibling who's good at writing... well... well... I guess he can do it, right?

I trust you, so I'm going to do something and leave it to you, haha.

Well, thank you for reading this article today (bowing deeply)