BTS 8th Member : Song Hana : ??? [!DISCONTINUED!]

?Criminal #3 (Final Part)?

Chelsea growled and lifted an arm up and lunged it back to try and hit Y/N. Y/N saw this and quickly let go of her and backed away.

Chelsea gasped for air and turned around to face her enemy. Panting, she glared at Y/N who stared at her with a cold and hard gaze.

"But I tied your hands from behind.." She mentioned.

"Have you not watched a movie where a person jumps over their handcuffs so their hands'll be in front? Gosh, you're much stupider than I thought." Y/N huffed.

Chelsea growled, "Did you know??"

"Ever since day one. I read a few news articles from the US. My grandparents also told me that the killer fled to South Korea." Y/N hummed. "You're so careless to show your fugly face to the public here, thinking no one'll recognize you."

Chelsea ran up to her with a fist formed. Y/N ducked to avoid it and then kicked her in the stomach, Chelsea staggered back and held her stomach.

"You don't want to start a fight with me, Chelsea. I have a lot of experience from fights back in Highschool." Y/N giggled.

"This is diferent from the fights you had, kid." Chelsea stated, glaring at her.

"Nah. It's the same. You don't know how to fight." Y/N tilted her head a bit with a smile on her lips.

"I know how to fight." She glared at her.

"Really?" Y/N smiled. "Prove it."

Annoyed, Chelsea charged at her again, this time with a knife in her hand. The boys' eyes widen in horror, letting out muffled yells.

Y/N stood there and waited for Chelsea to attack her. Chelsea pulled her arm back and striked, Y/N stepped aside causing the knife to impale into the wall.

Chelsea's eyes widen, Y/N spun and kicked her in the gut again with more force than the last time.

The hairstylist stumbled to the floor. Y/N stared down at her.

"I thought you know how to fight? You should've checked what was behind me before lunging the knife with all your power." Y/N looked at the knife and back at Chelsea who was standing up now.

"I don't want to hurt you, so just turn yourself in." Y/N told her.

"No."

"Then, I'll just tell them myself." Y/N said.

Chelsea chuckled. "You're gonna tell the police I'm the infamous serial killer from New York, girly? You don't have any evidence!! You think they'll believe you!!? Hahahaha!!"

Y/N smirked then took out sonething from her pocket. Her phone.

"Hello, police? Did you get all of that?" She spoke, Chelsea's eyes widen.

"Yes, ma'am. Loud and clear."

"Alright, send a group immediately and take her away." She replied and the police at the other line hang up.

"Y-Y-You bitch!!!" Chelsea took out her gun from her pocket, and shot Y/N in the thigh making her scream.

"Y/N!!!!!" The boys' muffled yell came out.