Mr. And Mrs. Nuisance

Joker: Not a murder

Zyran

I've seen this before. June and her silly deeds. She forgot her books in her locker. No, I am not stalking her. I just can't help it, as forbidden I am to say this but, she is so cute.

She was right now sharing a textbook with a new friend she made. She was taking notes and looks really immersed in her work.

She ran her fingers through her red silky hairs. Her blue eyes concentrated on the professor. Her legs shaking up and down, her anxiety level just ever won't cure.

Bell dissmissed this boring s**t and I rammed to the parking lot. I seem to really love enjoy this place. Quiet, lonely forest, the beautiful scent of soil and butterflies.

The road against the barricading wires. The forbidden area. Nobody in our town goes there. There is something about the abandoned part of the city where everything got destroyed during an earthquake.

The restricted meadows. The south of the old city. There was where I saw my June last time.

I felt a presence beside me. Yes, it is her, staring at the old city. It almost feels forbidden to talk about it. We heard the bell dismissing the students.

The last class we have together this week. To the science laboratory.

We entered the lab and teacher gave us a white coat and a glove. The whole class was loosing their sanity in pulling over gloves through the friction caused by the rubber glove.

It was me and June who did it in less than a minute. She looked at me and I looked at her. Pulling up gloves is like something we did everyday.

The teacher started with some chemicals s**t. What am I suppose to do with creating salts?? I have enough in my kitchen and if it runs out there are shops out there. Go and buy it!

The professor instructed to add the zinc granules in concentrated sulphuric acid. It was a slow process. One mistake or if you get too confident and spill it quickly there's gonna be an explosion.

June was doing good already. She showed the high temperature of the glass tube to the professor and she received a compliment.

And just like I expected, a stupid batshit added the acid vigorously and there was this sudden calmness and the student yelping before the professor shouted everybody to get out.

I looked at what he did. Holy s**t he mixed Sulphuric acid and Hydrochloric acid instead.

I grabbed my bag ready to dash out but yeah that clumsy ass won't let me. June was ducked

down out of reflex. She was trembling.

"Fuck." I went to her and wrapped my arms around her patting her head. "Hey its alright. Calm down, let's get out." And again. Didn't I told you about the universe and it's grudges against me? The door locked.

"Did they-did they just locked us out?"She asked panicking.Oh no. "No, we'll get out. Just get yourself together." If the situation wasn't same I would have fainted just after hearing her voice after years.

She leaned into me hugging me even closer after a glass tube broke. I kissed her head and she immediately calmed down. "They went out to get the fire extinguisher it's on the ground floor. Just five minutes, June. Bear with me. I am here."

She nodded her head. Suddenly the iron rod on the table above us fell down. I grabbed her arm and pulled her away. We stood near the window while I opened the window. She coughed and I pat her back.

"Isn't it nostalgic? You, I and fire?" She seems to tense at that. I could see her blue orbs dilate. She bit her lip and looked away. "Stop it hobi." She gasped as the nickname left her lips. My stomach took turns and I looked away, eyebrows furrowed.

"I am sorry. It was an accident." She apologized looking guilty. "So you remember me as a mistake."

I nodded. She looked at me ready to burst into explanation but closed her mouth again and just shook her head. "You left me Zyran. I didn't.'' My heart almost shredded at her using my real name.

The fire seems to get even bigger. "It was because you messed up." She looked at me offended. "It wasn't my mistake." I scoffed. "You lied June." She looked away.

"Someone died because you." She reminded me. "And you killed someone June." Her eyes pierced mine at the sentence. Tears were glistens on her cheek through the flame. "I was too young to understand what was going on."

I laughed at that. "I am literally three months older than you." The door opened and the professor gasped while the students did away the fire. It was a soda-acid extinguisher. It isn't on every floor.

The professor led away June maybe to the clinic. She and her charm to attract old men. I rolled my eyes and went behind them.

The nurse wasn't there so the professor started dabbing the burns and wiping soot.

He cleaned her face, then her neck and went down, No sir. Not on my watch.

"I'd do the rest sir. You might wanna take care of lab right now."

He panicked and gave a smile, gushing out he shut the door and I turned to June. She is, unphased.

"What? You're gonna let any man touch you like that?" She scoffed. "Why do you care?" I scrunched my face in annoyance. "Because-"

She chuckled. "Right, you shouldn't. Because you're my nothing, Zyran." I looked away. She knows, just the 'Zyran' makes me sad. Yet, she uses it to hurt me.

"Still as a man, I can't tolerate harassment. I would've done it even if it wasn't you." She smiled. "I am used to this Zyran. I don't care. How does the world even treat me like? A s*x doll and if I am lucky someday, I'll be a ragdoll."

It pang my heart. Her words came shooting on my heart like an arrow. Creating holes that burn like nothing else.

I wrapped up the bandages around her burns. Blowing air to ease as much as pain possible but I know she would hide it no matter what. She actually hid her pain, she didn't even wince.

She stood up as soon as I was done. She stopped at the door and turned around to look at me with those blue eyes. "Yes it was nostalgic, You, I and fire."

We went home staright after that. Neither she spoke a word neither did I. Her father, I saw it in her eyes, her father still r***s her.

Oh god I can't even describe how much I hate that man. I know she is strong and escapes when his fucker of a dad shows up with his hard d**k.

But she can't escape everytime as she lives in the same house can she. She use to spend time at my house back then when we were kids.

House abuse, incest, r***s. I hate all of this. It makes my blood boil, knowing my June, my June goes through it everyday. How terrified she must be.

I punched the old s**t infront of me. "Uhuh Peter! How's the pain?" I spat at the guy. He groaned and I cut off his right arm with a chainsaw. Blood pool all over. The scene was bloody as f**k.

His slaughter arm layed limp on the floor. His eyes were fluttering, he was about to either die or fall unconscious.

I kicked his stomach. He must be numb from the soul ripping pain. "HOW DOES IT FEEL PETER?? TELL ME!!" He screamed in pain. I know he can't speak a word.

''YOU PIECE OF DISGRACE TO HUMAN EXISTENCE!! THAT'S HOW YOUR NIECE MIGHT HAVE FELT WHEN YOU SLAUGHTERED HER LEGS AND r***d HER SO THAT SHE WON'T RUN AWAY??"

I slaughter his other arm too and he let out an ear blasting scream. "DO YOU FEEL USELESS WATCHING YOUR LIMBS BEING CUT OFF??"

He nodded slowly, still screaming his heart out.

"THAT'S HOW THAT 15 YEAR OLD MUST'VE FELT WHEN YOU r***d HER SLAUGHTERED BODY INFRONT OF HER HALF DEAD EYES!! DO YOU FEEL THE PAIN PETER?? DO YOU FEEL THE PAIN?"

With a last blow to his neck, decapitated head. He was dead before a loud scream. He must've busted his lungs in the process. There was this sudden calmness and silence. It sooth me out.

"I hope you are happy now grace." I smiled looking at the ceiling. I held the head of that filthy s**t by his hair and kept on the shelf.

Not everyone is murderer. Sometimes it is right to bath in blood to give justice. Justice doesn't comes after running behind laws and courts. Innocent lives die because of our stupid constitution. It doesn't allows victims to kill somebody but can't stop the monsters to kill somebody. I am not a murderer.

- ﾌꪮᛕꫀr

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Okay so people I totally respect our constitution and the constitution of the rest of the world but let's except this, they are not doing an excellent job. The story is from a perspective of a person who went through a lot. I believe after what happened to Hoseok and I mean the character Hoseok. It's too obvious for him to think this way.