WindBells' Murders

Student Council

Na Hwan's POV
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"What?? Why would you think that?"

"Oh come on now, you ask that as if it's not obvious."

"No, I'm genuinely asking. Why would you think I killed him?"

"I mean, you WERE one of the suspects of Jiho's murder."

"That doesn't mean anything. How does that relate to Mr. Yun's death?"

"I don't know, I just feel like you did it. I bet you killed that Yejun girl too."

"Why?"

"You were with her, weren't you? We all left before it happened."

"I was in the bathroom."

"Yeah, like anyone would belief THAT."

"I was."

"You killed her."

"I did not!"

"Don't even try to deny it."

"I didn't kill her!"

Yumi looked around awkwardly, slightly raising her hands.

"Guys, guys, let's calm down okay? Can we just-"

She was cut off by Doyun.

"I bet you after everyone left you locked her in that room and stabbed her just like that."

"I didn't fucking kill her!"

"Sure."

"Do you understand how much her death affected me!? She was my best friend! After that night, I couldn't get that image out of my head! Her deaths been haunting me every single fucking day."

"You're just making shit up. You're heartless. Her blood was on YOUR hands."

"Just shut the fuck up!!"

"Guys, please-" Yumi frowned.

"You killed Lee Yejun!!"

I slid to the floor and buried my face in my hands. I felt so sick. I just wanted to leave. I hated talking about Yejun. Her death felt like a stab in my heart. She meant so much to me.

Everything around me seemed muffled now. The only sound was my own thoughts.

I miss Yejun so much. I want her back. I just want to go home.

Tears began to flow from my eyes.

Yumi shoved Doyun onto the desk.

"Will you just shut the fuck up already?! Leave him alone!"

"Fine. I'll just leave completely," she hissed, walking towards the door. On her way, she stopped and turned towards me.

"I hope you liked that little surprise in your locker."

I raised my head. Her words felt like a bullet striking me straight in the chest.

In that moment I felt so much hatred towards her.

"Just shut the fuck up and leave."

Then someone else walked into the room. Yoo Nari, the councils President.

Her eyes fixated on the body, then she faced all of us.

"Let's switch rooms shall we? We have a meeting to start."

Everyone exchanged looks and then followed her out the door.

I followed behind. Falling behind.

I sat in the back of the room, away from the others. I couldn't get over anything that had happened.

Being accused of killing my best friend. The person I loved so much.

Sometimes I feel like

People forget that I am human too.

I have feelings.

I get threats everyday.

Everyone seems afraid of me.

I feel so alone.

Why can't things be the way they used to?

I didn't kill anyone.

I am not a murderer.

I could say it a thousand times,

And yet still,

Not a single person would believe me.

When I got home, I went straight to my room and cried. I know it's pathetic, but I could no longer hold it in.

I felt so empty.

So alone.

But I have so many people.

I have Yoonah, I have Yumi, I have—

Seojin.

I like Seojin a lot.

Whenever I'm with him I feel at ease.

We haven't talked ever since that night.

Hearing his voice right now would probably make me feel a bit better.

I let out a long sigh and closed my eyes.

I wish I could just disappear.

My silence was interrupted by the ringing of my phone. When I glanced over, it was Seojin. Such a coincidence.

"Hey, what's up?"

"Yumi told me you weren't feeling that great so I wanted to check up on you. Everything okay?"

I was right. His voice did make me feel better. A lot better.

"Now that I'm talking to you."

Just as always, we talked for hours. Until I couldn't stay awake.