After the date night with a complete stranger, Hala came back. Everyone was zoning out in their own heads until Hala snapped her fingers like a sassy magician.
Hala: Ladies and gentlemen, breaking news! The date was phenomenal. At first, he was a perfect gentleman. But then… boom—jerk mode activated. So, I kicked his balls into another dimension. Hehe. Honestly, guys, best cardio I've had all week. Anyway, what did you losers do while I was gone?
(She started giggling like she'd just won an award for "Best Villainous Kick of the Year.")
Elena: What's wrong with her? Did she eat glue? And wait—did the poor man you assaulted with your YSL sandals actually survive?
Hala (fake tears, dramatic hand to chest): Sadly… no. He might expire in… three to four business days.
Elija: Look at this Oscar performance. Forget that—was he at least cute?
Y/n: Cute or not, his family tree has officially ended thanks to Madame Terminator.
Nina: Honestly, Hala, you're my Superwoman. Not the cape one—the psycho one.
Elena: Okay, enough circus. Let's go back before we star in a horror movie.
Y/n (nervously): I really hope that mafia guy doesn't find me again. Can I sleep with you guys tonight?
Elija: Yeah, good idea. Safety in numbers. Plus, Hala knows kung fu—she can chop him like cabbage.
Nina: No, no, forget kung fu. Today's special move is: The Ball Break. Limited edition.
Elvie: Alright, Avengers, let's just reach the hotel first.
(They reached Elija, Hala, and Elvie's room.)
Y/n: I need a shower. I'll go grab my stuff.
Nina (grinning like a villain): I can wash you myself… if you let me.
Hala: Girl, aren't you straight? Didn't you say you're getting married to—
Elija: Kim Sunoo.
Hala: Yeah, him! I forget his name every single time.
Nina (dead serious): You don't need to remember. He's mine. But Y/n is also hot… so I'll just marry both. Done.
Elena: Nina, stop auditioning for a love triangle. Y/n, do you want me to go with you?
Y/n: No, no, it's fine. I'll be quick!
(Everyone chuckled at her cuteness.)
Y/n: Okay, guys. Bye bye!
(But when Y/n entered her room, her smile dropped. A single black feather with a strange symbol lay on her bed.)
Y/n: What is this? Oh no… don't tell me it's from that murderer.
(She rushed to the door, but Jungkook shut it with a casual "click.")
Y/n (panicking): You psycho! Why are you here again?! Elena! Hala! Somebody!
(Jungkook appeared, covering her mouth. He smirked like a man auditioning for "Most Annoying Villain of the Year.")
Jungkook: Shhh… not today, baby girl. First—how's your leg? Still running slow?
(He pulled out a knife slowly, just to be extra dramatic.)
Y/n: Please… don't…
Jungkook: Don't what? Don't kill you? Don't ruin your eyeliner? Be specific, sweetheart.
(He tilted his head like a cat messing with a toy.)
Jungkook: I'll give you two options. Either give me a kiss so hot it lands us on Netflix… or I take one of your eyes. Right or left? Quick, I don't have all day.
Y/n (sobbing): Just take my right eye! I'm not kissing a freak like you!
(She was crying with snot, tears, and hiccups—a complete hot mess.)
Jungkook (mocking, in a baby voice): Aww, look at you! Crying like a squishy kitten. Don't worry, baby girl, I won't kill you yet. Killing's just my day job. Nights are for… fun.
(He chuckled darkly, waving the knife like it was a spoon.)
Jungkook: You know… you're cute when you cry. Like a pufferfish. Ever seen one? Yeah, that's you right now. My little puffy kitten.
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