Press send, I dare you.

C H A P T E R 1

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Two days since I sent that message, no reply, maybe Rae was right. It was probably fake. I'm not really worried about it, but I still can't help but think someone will reply. I don't know. They probably won't.

Anyway, my assignment is due tommorow and I'm sat on my bed, completing the story based on these criminals. It's quite intriguing, I'm kind of happy my teacher made me do this. He kind of helped me to open my eyes about the world.

"Okay, almost finished," I pumped my fist into air as I started to write the last paragraph.

Suddenly, my phone beeped and it made me jump. I sat up and stared at my phone for exactly 37 seconds. Pondering about what or who it could be, something important or not, something I should be pondering about or checking extremly fast. I decided to check my phone so I picked it up and checked it quickly.

"They... replied," I whispered in a questioning tone.

[CRIMINALSS!!]: Why aren't you clever? Just wondering, but are you a criminal??

I giggled a little at the name I gave this number, but then I read the message once more and was a lot more scarier that happy. The tone 'he' wrote in, it's very sarcastic and frightening. I decided to reply, it was most likely a bad decision but how could I know what they would do if I didn't reply??

[Me]: No, I'm not. Sorry to disappoint you.

I smirked at my mature actions, but then frowned at the fact I'm texting mass criminals. My phone chimed once more and I quickly picked it up, why am I excited to see who texted me? It's not like I want 'them' to text me, I thought to myself.

[Rae]: Let's go out. Meet me at the ice-cream place, we need to talk. God don't I sound like a dude who wants to break up? XD

I giggled at Rae's statement.

[Me]: Yes you do, XD. Anyway, I'll be there in five. :)

I replied, Rae also texted me back saying okay and shit like that. I quickly got dressed into //media//.

***

Me and Rae were strolling around in the park casually.

"So what did you want to tell me?" I asked, licking my ice-cream.

"Well, you know the criminals," she asked not really wanting an answer.

"Of course," I replied to her.

"Well, I bumped into one of them, I spoke to him a little, he lied saying he wasn't one of then he said, someone texted his friend and he knew that I knew that it was you." she stated.

"That's creepy," I murmured, staring at my ice-cream from the sudden loss of appetite.

"You know they all have their own jobs?" she asked.

"Yeah," I replied.

"Well, this one was the rapist one," she said, grabbing my shoulders and giving me a sympathetic glare.

"P-Park... Jimin...?" I stuttered.

"Yes!" yelled a mans voice from afar.

Rae and I both snapped our heads to where the voice was coming from, it was a little dark so we couldn't quite see but, I saw for sure that the man was getting closer. My heart beat quickened as I saw someone stood next to him, a little further back though. The street lamps also helped to see them. One of them was pretty tall, blonde hair and expensive white and black clothes; the other, brown hair with a white shirt, black trousers expensive looking jewellery. You could tell they must've robbed a few banks, wearing such fancy and extravagant clothing.