russian roulette

thirteen

a dazzling secret
you can't turn away from it anymore

time passed slowly. the four girl just waited for their manager to contact them or come to their dorm.

"we should hide her body," joy said. irene didn't move at all. "and tell everyone that's she's sick or something. the public can't know she's dead."

yeri and wendy nodded, and so they moved the body under seulgi's bed.

"but what about our manager? or sm?" wendy asked, and the others went quiet for a moment.

"seulgi would have known what to do." spoke irene, barely audible.

yeri glared at the eldest. "you're the leader, and obviously everyone's favorite,"

wendy scowled.

yeri noticed and continued. "so why don't you figure that out? or will you just seduce everyone into getting your way?" she glanced at joy.

"tell them that it's all their fault? that they deserve everything happening? you probably killed her in jealousy that she-,"

"shut up! shut up!" irene screamed. "we'll fucking tell them she ran away, for fucks sake!"

with that irene stormed out.