Jungkook

The night ambush drags on. We're sitting in the car on a dark street. Rain is pounding the roof. There's not a soul around. Our van smells of dampness and your favorite coffee. You're Taehyung. You're the best investigator in our precinct. Your mind is razor sharp. You look out at the street. You believe we'll catch the "Night Reaper." You don't know that this reaper is sitting right next to you. I'm Jungkook. Your partner and your darkest secret. I say I need to go to the bathroom. I get out of the car. The cold air is pleasantly invigorating. I walk around the corner of the nearest building. It's dark all around. No one can see my face. I take out my phone and look at the screen. There's only one message: "The victim is ready." This is the message for my next move. I put my hands in my jacket pockets. My heart beats steadily. No fear. Only excitement. I look at the headlights of our van in the distance. There you sit. You trust me. You consider me your brother. The thought makes me smile in the darkness. I start to think of a plan. How to finish you off? It has to look clean. As if the maniac got to you first. This will be my masterpiece. The plan is born easily in my head: I’ll tell you that I saw a suspicious figure in the alley. I’ll lead you deep into the dark courtyard, where there are no cameras. I’ll strike quickly and quietly from behind, when you’re looking the other way. I look at my hands. There’s no blood on them. Not yet. Tomorrow we’ll be partners again. And tonight I have to decide: kill you now or wait a little longer? My smile grows wider. The game is on, Taehyung.