《how?。↠ 2yeon》6
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I can't deny that secret glances from Detective Myoui was a major turn on for me. I can still remember the day we actually bumped into each other, her first day of work here. She's newly assigned here, at my particular headquarters because Chief Park wanted to. We're a bit awkward for now but yeah, at least we're improving. But there's still a question that's banging my mind for weeks now.
"Does Detective Myoui like girls as much as I do?"
I've heard almost everyone here that she already likes someone in particular. I'm pretty curious yet shy to ask her about it.
"Deep in thought?" Jeongyeon asked as I turned on the wheels.
"Kinda??" I replied.
"Are you still thinking about earlier? You know? About Detective Myoui?" Jeongyeon asked.
"Do you have a crush on her?" Jeongyeon asked as she leaned closer towards me.
"I- I ofcourse no!!" I replied as I looked away from her.
"Back off! I'm driving!" I added in embarrassment.
"Hahahaa! Okay fine!" Jeongyeon teased.
We reached the asylum.
"It's pretty much my 3rd? or 4th time here and yet I haven't seen her." Jeongyeon said as we entered the main building.
"Ms. Im?" I asked.
"Yeah, that's sick, right?" Jeongyeon replied.
"I think so..." I replied.
"You wait here, okay? I'll be the one to fetch her." Jeongyeon said.
"Sure." I replied.
Jeongyeon then went upstairs, then went to the bridge that connects the main building to the first 200 cells.
"Ahh good grief, why am I nervous?" Jeongyeon thought.
"Officer Yoo!" Momo, the one who guards the cell of Ms. Im greeted her.
"H-hi! Is Ms. Im here?" Jeongyeon asked.
"Yes." Momo replied.
"You can come in now." Momo commanded. Jeongyeon nodded in response.
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Nayeon heard someone talking from outside her cell.
"Officer? am I going to be killed?" Nayeon thought.
Nayeon covered her head with her pillows as she heard footsteps from not that far from her.
"Ms. Im?" Jeongyeon gently called her.
Nayeon then faces her, slowly. Jeongyeon on the other hand, was wowed on how gorgeous the prison looked like.
"Why? am I going to killed this soon?" Nayeon asked, out of blue.
"No no no— I- I'm just here to you know? be your g-guard." Jeongyeon replied.
"Ahhh! I almost said for 30 freaking days!" Jeongyeon thought.
"Oh, okay." Nayeon said.
"So I guess you're new here? right?" Nayeon asked, with her legs crossed.
"How can be a psychopath like her have so much looks that's making my hormones question itself?" Jeongyeon thought again.
"I- uhm yes." Jeongyeon replied.
"Ms. Im, I'm Officer Yoo Jeongyeon." Jeongyeon greeted, then offered a handshake.
"WHAT THE FREAK JEONG, WHY ARE YOU ASKING FOR A HANDSHAKE RIGHT NOW?!" Jeongyeon screamed inside her head.
"Hello, Jeongyeon. My name's Im Nayeon." Nayeon chuckled upon seeing the officer's reddish face.
"You know, it's kinda dark here but your face were glowing red." Nayeon added.
"Ah— really though? I- may have fever." Jeongyeon chuckled nervously.
Nayeon stepped even more closer to the officer to touch her head.
"W-what are you d-doing Ms. Im?" Jeongyeon blurted out.
"Checking if your fever is high enough." Nayeon replied.
"Aish, stop moving and stay still." Jeongyeon said.
"Sorry." Nayeon stepped back and sat on her bed.
"I shouldn't be friends with you." Nayeon said, looking down.
"Why?" Jeongyeon asked.
"I'm a psychopath who loves killing peoples." Nayeon answered.
"You should wash your hands for shaking mine's." Nayeon added.
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"C'mon, I don't really care about that. We're all the same anyways." Jeongyeon shrugged.
"Oh— really?" Nayeon asked while looking intensely at Jeongyeon's brown orbs.
"AHH FUCK WHAT DID I JUST SAID." Jeongyeon thought.
Nayeon then stood up and walked towards Jeongyeon, who's seating in her foldable plastic chair. She rested her arms around the officer's shoulders,
"What if I told you that I can kill a person like you?" Nayeon flashed a smile, not just a friendly smile but a smile that can already kill you.
"I-I.." Jeongyeon can't even speak.
"I— what?" Nayeon asked.
To be continued...
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