Author's Note: Italic means Jieun's talking on a cd.. 

“Oh, it’s a disc. I wonder what it plays.” My mother grins at me. I know that twinkle in her eyes. She wants me to play it out loud. No way is my mother going to listen to this. In fact, the CD looks quite old, a little scratched up as if a few people have listened to it already. On the CD someone has written the number 1 on the first disc and the number 2 on the second disc in red permanent felt. The numbers were neatly written, looking almost like a script. So the sender is a female then? I can’t be sure.

“It doesn’t actually matter.” I say, rolling my eyes. But on the inside, I really want to know what it is too.

I hadn’t asked for a CD lately.

“Go and play it. I’ll call you down for dinner.” She gives me a peck on my forehead and then walks away. I stare at the CD and then tap it against my hand before going to my room. There is a CD player there and I start it up. It is an old player, something my father had when he was younger but he gave it to me, it would probably take a few minutes. I decide to take a shower and change out.
 

I looked down at the CD's that were on my desk, then I turned my attention back to the CD that was placed in my CD player. I kept thinking why no one sent me a return address? Why did I suddenly get put with these CD's? Why have I got them?

My name is Lee Jieun. I am… eighteen… or was eighteen. It doesn’t actually matter. All that matters right now is… YOU..

Not literally, but you all contributed to killing me. This isn’t a joke, I repeat, not a joke! And there are… rules. Yes, rules to this. Shall we all look at it this way? This is a game I am playing with you, a sick twisted game and if you fail to comply with the rules...

I don’t understand! What is Jieun talking about? I couldn’t possibly be on this list. Why would I be? I shift uncomfortably, my stomach knotting.

Ah, you must be confused. Well, alright. Let me just tell you my rules. There are thirteen of you in here, and all thirteen of you… you have a story. A story that never actually has an end. I created one. Sad, no? But the thing here is, I haven’t told you the rules yet. Well, The rules are simple. After you’ve heard all the stories, you will have to mail this to the next person.

How can I do that? How can I just pass hell on to the next person? I clench my jaw, this is all bull.

So if you’re number one, you mail it to number two. Only after you’ve heard everything. If you don’t pass it on…

Haha, but I’ll know. I’ll know everything. If you don’t pass it on dearies, these stories will be played publically. There’s a second set of these CDs. They will be played publically if you do not pass these on. And then everyone will find out the truth. And then you all will be so damned screwed. Oh yes and the last person, the thirteenth person? I sincerely hope you go to hell. Maybe we can meet there. And if we do, I’ll make your life worse than hell itself. Remember, two rules: listen and pass it on. Simple? Surely. It’s not even complicated.

Well, shall we begin?

No Jieun. Don’t begin, I don’t want to know, I don’t want to hear any of it. What did I ever do to you? Honestly, I’ve never actually done anything to her. I fact, I didn’t know Jieun at all and that well in the first place. I wanted to get to know her, but I missed every chance. We worked together at a local café during the summer and then a few weeks back, we made out at a party. But that was all, that was all I ever did to Jieun.

But you know what? I liked her. I liked her a lot. She was beautiful, brave, smart, funny… the list can go on and on and on. She killed herself two weeks ago, no one knew why. I didn’t even know why. One day I came to class and her seat was empty. I didn’t understand why though.

Why was she gone? The rumours had piled up so high until someone had come in and said “Shut up with the rumours! She’s dead! Respect her!” that person had been Byun Baekhyun, Jieun’s former best friend. Though, I wonder what happened between them. One day they just didn’t hang out anymore.

This must be a mistake, or maybe a sick joke played by someone. Someone must have made Jieun say all this and then sent them to random people just to scare us. Tomorrow someone would look at me and then go, “Yah! Myungsoo did you receive a package? April fools!” but it wouldn’t be April fools. So what is this?

Even if this is true, and this is real, I should not be on this. I shouldn’t be part of any of this. I barely knew the girl! I feel sick, lethargic all of a sudden.

I reach over and take my wastepaper basket. I might need it.

Play

I know some of you might doubt all of this, but remember- this is real. All real, and I am a hundred person sure of everyone on this list. There are no mistakes. Not anymore. I don’t make mistakes anymore. Maybe perhaps, because I won’t be alive. Oh well. But if you doubt this still, then I just have to ask you, why would I lie? Why would I, Lee Jieun, here today gone tomorrow lie to any of you? I’m ‘dead’ after all. Wow, that somehow sounds pleasant. Soon everyone will be saying ‘have you heard Lee Jieun is dead. She killed herself.’ Some will believe it, some might not. There will be some students who would call me a liar and this is all bull, but when it turns out to be true… oh well. But those who do believe, I hope you understand that there are thirteen people who caused this.

Oh damn it. Thirteen. I killed her. When those words were spoken, I didn’t believe it at first. I mean, a girl in my English class called me over. I can remember her leaning. For a moment I thought she was going to kiss me but then she said, “Have you heard, Lee Jieun killed herself.” I didn’t believe her because I told her, “It can’t be true.”

But it turned out to be exactly what she said. Jieun, did you really have to die? Was there nothing else out there to live for? A future? A family? Really, was there nothing?

This first story, well… how can I begin it? Oh yes, right. Just the thing. I’ll begin by telling your name for everyone on this list to hear. Oh baby, don’t worry. Did you think everything you did was funny? Did you think that all those jokes and pranks you played was funny? Did you? Did you? Well guess what. They weren’t.

Who was that? Maybe it was Tao… a senior at my school. He was a good looking lad, about 6 feet tall and well built with big blue / grey eyes.  He was a funny guy, always playing pranks on others. But did he go too far with Jieun? He always pushed a little too far with people but was ‘too far’ really the edge for Jieun?

A/N: I really dont know if he had Grey or Blue eyes.. Lemme show you a pic :)

It was funny at first when you did something like put glue on someone’s locker handle, or switched the lunch order of one of the junior kids’ food. It was funny, trust me, we all had a laugh about it.

But I was the only one who saw through you. Yes you, Huang Zi Tao..