DECEMBER 1

"officers....i told you
already...i am not involved."

i sat in the middle of my room staring off at the wall feeling an overwhelming wave of tiredness. the only sound that could be heard were the sounds of my sniffling. i let out a deep sigh and look down.

my memory book filled of pictures of jake, yoon, and i. each picture that was taken has a memory. a memory i can vividly remember because of how important that day meant to me.

and the last one, being our first day of school picture before leaving to the train station of fallen angel academy.

the school, where my older sister murdered our cousin.

i don't want to believe that my older sister; sim jayun is a murderer. there was no way in hell that she would've had the guts to murder someone. she was the type of person that wouldn't kill a bug. she was the type of person to pick up whatever bug there was on the ground and take it outside.

once i heard the news about yoon being in the murder of choi soobin. i didn't believe it. nor did i want to. everything to me seemed like it was just pure bullshit.

"yoon? yoon? murdering soobin? no way..."

i battled with my mind each and everyday. i became worn out with everything. being traumatized seeing soobin dying and suddenly hearing news that yoon murdered him.

she was the one i saw murder soobin?

seriously?

it didn't click. it can't be her. it couldn't have been her. no. i refused to believe that she murdered him.

but now, that all of the evidence that was collected and proven. it then all began to build up and support the story. which was just pure shock and misery. never in my life did i think that yoon would murder someone.

someone so innocent. someone who was part of our family.

when yoon was found at the school that night. she was covered in blood and behind her was a folded up cloak full of blood and inside was the large knife. samples of the blood were taken from the weapon and from yoon...

it was positive that it was soobins blood that were on her arms, clothes, and just wherever it was on her.

but what didn't make sense was when she was being interrogated or well, questioned...things didn't really make sense or add up.

during trial, yoon shared her side of the story.

which was hard to listen to. she would keep breaking down each second. suddenly, when the defense would interrupt her yoon would just lash out and become so frustrated to the point where she'd just scream and lash out at everyone.

something about this yoon was different. something about this yoon wasn't right. i feel it in me that just something isn't adding up. ever since i saw yoon in that courtroom, i know somethings changed.

and i still have that feeling til this day.

maybe it's just me not wanting to believe that yoons a murderer. maybe it's my brain just trying to make an excuse.

"jina...are you okay?"

i get taken out of my thoughts and see a tired looking heeseung watching me with a confused look on his face.

i slightly chuckle, "y-yeah..j-just...looking at some pictures.."

heeseung got out of bed and sat next to me looking at the photo book, "aww...baby jin.." chuckled heeseung in his sleepy voice as he observed a baby picture of me with the twins.

i slightly chuckle at heeseungs random comment. we keep going through my photo book until it reached the end.

"jin..it's barely six...wanna go back to bed?" questioned heeseung as he fixed my messed up hair. thinking about getting back into bed caused me to yawn. i slowly nodded and slolwy got back up onto my feet.

heeseung and i walked towards my bed and we got into bed cuddling into each other.

"jin...i-i know these couple of days have been hard for you. just know...th-that we'll get through this together...okay?"

i look up and heeseung and send him a small nod.

these days have been tuff as well since people did think that we were involved with soobins murder. people thought that just because i am yoons sister, i am involved. they thought jake was involved as well.

people kept making up crazy theories and false accusations. but, professor minhyuk..defended jake and i. also, in surprise...

professor minhyuk wasn't angry at yoon whatsoever.

"Reporting live here, Fallen Angel Academy has still remained closed after the tragic and horrible events that took place here when nineteen year old, Sim Jayun murdered twenty one year old Choi Soobin. We don't have anymore words from Choi Minhyuk who is the principal of the school and Choi Soobins father. There was a school board meeting and there are rumors that Fallen Angel academy will open back up December tenth..."

seeing yoons mugshot and court photos sent chills down my spine. i start to think about how i should've done things differently. i should've talked to yoon. i should've checked up on her more often. i hated that i thought she was okay. i mean, she seemed fine to me.

she seemed so happy. i remember seeing her at games dancing with the hugest smile on her face. id see her in the halls smiling and laughing away with her large group of friends.

"jina...come on...you need to eat.." softly said heeseung as he pat my back.

i quickly take my eyes off the tv and stare at my full plate. jake switched the channel of the tv and continued to eat his breakfast. i slowly pick up my fork and begin to eat my food.

"i don't wanna go back to school..." spoke up jake as he played with the food on his plate. 

i slowly turn to him and a small sigh exits my mouth, "sadly...we're gonna have to..."

jake began to shake his head as he bit down on his lip in an angrily manner,"people are gonna think we're crazy."

"jake..stop.."

"what?! everyone's gonna now know me as a murderers twin!" snapped jake in frustration as he threw his fork onto his plate.

"jake...yoon...w-was the one who brought that to herself...a-and there's nothing we can do about it!  nothing. wether you like it or not...i-it's going to follow us...for the rest of our life." i argue.

i can feel my throat tightening and my eyes watering. i can see jakes eyes becoming glossy and his cheeks and nose flushing a bright color of pink.

jake slowly got up from his seat and made his way back upstairs to his room. i sighed while running my fingers through my hair to try to ease my headache that i could feel coming, "i hate this.."

heeseung slightly pouted as he softly grabbed my hand, "things will get better soon...i promise.."

im sitting outside in the backyard of my house. the wind is cold and the sun is slowly setting. my eyes wander around the garden that's slowly dying due to aunt luna failing taking care of the plants ever since the incident.

i hear the back door opening and closing and there i see aunt luna slowly walking towards me, "jina..come inside.. it's very cold."

"i'll go in right now." i reply taking my eyes off my aunt and back out to the large backyard.

aunt luna sits next to me and observed the backyard as well in silence.

"being out here reminds me of her. she loved watching you garden." i say as a small smile creeps up on my face, "going outside always reminds me...back at home...when it was mom, dad, jake, yoon, and i...those times were the best.."

aunt luna turned to look at me and she let out a small giggle, "life was so good huh?"

"yeah.." i chuckle. my eyes begin to water thinking about how life was good. i never thought such sudden things would happen.

it hurts that when you loose someone, you know they're not gonna come back. that's what i hate about mom and dad. they're dead. they're not coming back whatsoever. and that's what hurts.

now with yoon being taken away for the rest of our lives it's like another knife stabbing right through my heart. yes, we are able to visit her, but it's not gonna be the same. she's not the same anymore.

everything's just changed.

everything is going downhill again.

i laid in bed while staring at the ceiling. all i could just think about was yoon and soobin. i missed them so much.

"what's on your mind?" questioned heeseung as he continued sketching into his notebook. i took my eyes off the ceiling and turned to him and my eyes wander along his face and down to his sketch book.

"you...should know the answer to that." i say as i turn onto my stomach and continue watching heeseung sketching.

he let out a deep sigh, "i dreamt about this part of the library last night. it's a section that always gives me the chills." said heeseung.

i squint my eyes trying to remember the area when suddenly my eyes widen.

"i...i used to dream about that area as well," i say as i sit up and sit closer to heeseung to look at the drawing, "i was standing there...blood filled up the floor...a-and a voice told me that they died there." i explain vividly remembering the traumatizing nightmare.

heeseung slowly turned to me with slightly wide eyes.

"what?" i question.

"jin...i...i had the same kind of dream last night..." spoke up heeseung in a shaky breath.

my eyes widen and i slowly turn to heeseung, "heeseung...don't joke around-"

"i'm not!" he argued in a pure defensive tone, "w-why would i joke about that?!"

"i- i don't know i-it's just...i never thought someone else would dream about that!" i argue back in fear and confusion.

heeseung let out a shaky breath and slowly shook his head, "th...this...shouldn't be just a coincidence..."

"hee...what are you trying to say?" i question.

"call me crazy but...i...i think something...is trying to tell us something...a-and we...need to figure it out.." said heeseung with slight determination in his voice.

"it's not...a crazy idea...b-but...i don't know..i feel like it's no use," i say. heeseung raised an eyebrow, "what i'm trying to say is that...i've already tried...researching if there have ever been other deaths at school...but i got zero information."

"but that's what makes no sense to me jin...i mean...why are...we having dreams of the library and someone saying that they died there? i've even heard that the library is like a very haunted area of the school.." said heeseung as he bit his lip trying to think.

"look i don't know...b-but maybe...when we go back we can try to figure something out." i say.

in a way, i do feel like something is wrong. everything that i have been experience is probably not just a coincidence. i mean, i dreamt about soobin dying. or well, a dead soobin. i don't know but, what if fallen angel academy is not the school we think it is?

what if something or someone is trying to tell me something?

ever since i got into that school, things went so downhill. it was a school my grandpa worked at. a school my father worked at.

the school my parents went to.

in a way, i feel like...there's some sort of connection. there is something i am missing. there is something i need to know.

what if something is cursing my family? i mean, professor minhyuk is basically family, and look at what happened to him. his son was murdered.

but yoon, i mean...she murdered him.

but saying that out loud sounds so fucking crazy. sim jayun, murdering her cousin, choi soobin? this doesn't sound right. at all. yoon would never. the yoon i know. my older sister...murdering someone?

i mean come on, i cant. i just cant. maybe there's more to her story. maybe there's something missing in her story. what if she's hiding something we don't know? what if we don't know what's really going on? this is something i really do need to look into.

3rd person pov...

in a dark prison cell. the air was cold freezing the stone floor and plain wall. yoon was sitting in the corner of the room facing the corner hugging her knees rocking back and forth mumbling under her breath.

"i'm not ready...i don't want to go...im not ready...no no no...i don't want to.." she mumbled under her shaky breath as she continued to rock back and forth.

"shh...shhh...shh quiet..q-quiet..." she mumbled as tears streamed down her face, "leave me...leave me...you did this...you did this...i trusted you....i trusted you.."

"can you shut up?!" hissed yoons cell mate in annoyance.

but yoon didnt. she continued her mumbling, crying, shaking violently, while rocking back and forth facing the dark corner of the room. she then started to shake her head.

"get out...get out....you told me you'd stop...stop...stop...you made me do it...stop...stop...get out...get out..." she rambled as she began to bite her nails.

"oh my god..." sighed the cell mate as she got up from her bed and made her way towards the door, "GUARDS! SHES BEING MENTAL AGAIN! SHE WONT SHUT UP!"

"no no no....not jake....no..." cried yoon as she dug hee face into her knees while shaking her head and crying, "no no...not jake...no no....not him...no more...no more....NO MORE!"

"GAURDS!"

suddenly yoon froze causing the cell mate to suddenly become silent and look at yoon who was sitting still in silence. the only sound that echoed through the room was the cell mates breathing that was building up finding the situation that she was in creepy.

suddenly the cell mate could see yoon dragging her finger along the wall. it kept going in different directions and suddenly her eyes widened seeing that yoon was drawing all sorts of patterns and drawings on the wall with blood that was pouring out of her finger tips.

"oh..my god..."

yoon suddenly began to mumble words under her breath that her cell mate couldn't make up. she was too frightened to move or speak. suddenly the small window of the cell opened, "you called for us?"

"i-it's yoon...sh-shes bleeding."

the door opened cashing yoon to suddenly freeze, "miss sim, please slowly get up...and put your hands behind your back." commanded the officer as he began to take out hand cuffs.

"it's not time..." mumbled yoon as she shook her head, "it's not time.."

"miss sim, i command you to please get up and place your hands behind your back!"

"ITS NOT TIME!" exclaimed yoon as she suddenly got up and darted towards her cell mate and tackled her to the ground.

"SAVE ME! GET ME OUT!" exclaimed yoon as her nose began to bleed and blood started to pour out of her eyes, "HE HAS ME! HE TRAPPED ME! GET ME OUT! HE MADE ME DO IT!" cried out yoon when all of the sudden she levitated into the air.

"HOLY SHIT! WE NEED TO HELP HER! HELP! CALL BACK UP!" exclaimed the officer as he began to try to get yoon down.

yoon began to shake violently and suddenly a strip of blood began to form starting from her chest and slowly moving down. but before it could pass her torso the two officers and cell mate were able to get her down.

yoon was screaming violently while shaking. she was burning up, sweating, and she began to foam at the mouth.

"CALL THE MEDICS! HURRY!" exclaimed a female officer as she tried her best to hold yoon down.

"HELP ME! GET IT OUT!" exclaimed yoon as blood kept pouring out of her eyes and nose. the officer and cell mate were trying their best to put pressure on yoons chest wound.

"GET IT OUT!"

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