~~~   So I suppose you want to hear a story.    Okay. I'm willing to tell you a story.   However, be warned — there will be no sugar-coating and none of those sweat melody moments where you know things will be alright because things hadn't been alright for a very long time.   And promise me, you'll have to keep it a secret between us.   What you are about to hear is a story about love, betrayal, murder, and of course friendship.   Interested enough?   Now sit tight and don't say a word.   . . .   The opening scene started with our main character Kim Jennie gathering her notes and ready to get the hell out of the boring Philosophy course which she attended with her best friend Im Nayeon.   They met when Jennie joined that Chess club and hit it off immediately. Jennie couldn't pinpoint exactly why she likes Nayeon's presence so much but she really does. The girl just gets her. She is fun, easygoing, doesn't ask a lot of questions, always knows her limit, and exceptionally bright.   She is the type of person that could easily lift you in the lowest moments. She is Jennie's go-to friend and the girl faithfully believes that Nayeon would never let her down.   I just want to emphasize their special friendship here cause it will, later on, be important in the story.   Nayeon was one of the most popular girls here. She is exceptionally intelligent and holds a spot in being a member of the university's student council, plus a Twice sorority's pledged. The girl got it all.   As Nayeon was about to talk to Jennie, she noticed that Jennie was stealing glances at Rosé - the pretty blonde girl who she totally doesn't *cough* has a crush on.    Rosé smiled at Jennie and just by the simple act, she felt all butterflies and in her stomach.   "You dropped a pencil." Rosé bent down and grabbed Jennie's pencil. She then gently placed it in Jennie's palm.   Their hands brushed and here we go again with the butterflies.   Jennie muttered a thank you and accidentally glared at Rosé so harshly that the girl could only make an "eef" sound then sprinted away.   Jennie couldn't help it. That was her thing. She glares at people. No matter who, no matter where, no matter what kind of situation they are in, she just glares. Most people would like to keep their distance from Jennie. Except for Nayeon and occasionally some dudes who were trying to get into her pants.    "Oh Jennie, you scared the poor girl." Nayeon chuckled and patted Jennie on the shoulder.   "What-eves." Jennie scoffed.   Nayeon giggled again and stated the obvious. "But you intentionally dropped that pencil. You could at least ask for her number while you are at it."   "That pencil dropped on itself!" Jennie tried to defense.    "Whatever you say, princess." Nayeon grinned slightly. "Hey, wanna go for a pizza?"   "Can't. I'm tutoring." Jennie walked alongside Nayeon, both heading to their cars.   "Boo. That . Guess I'll see you next Monday?" Nayeon stopped and stared at Jennie, there was a hint of disappointment in her eyes.   "Sure. What is your plan for the weekend?"    Nayeon shrugged. "I don't know yet. My sorority sisters are going on vacation and I have the whole house for myself."   "Why don't you go with them?" Jennie wondered.   "I have a personal business to attend," Nayeon answered while she ran a brush through her hair and attentively held on Jennie's hand.   "A sorority vacation can be overly dramatic anyway. Have a fun weekend. See you soon." Jennie waved as they reached their cars.   "Bye ." Nayeon winked. "And remember, you owe me a pizza date."   Jennie couldn't get the feeling of a shiver down her spine as soon as Nayeon went away.   Little did she know, that was the last time Jennie ever see her alive.   . . .   Our story began with a funeral.   On a Tuesday morning, thousands of college students gathered at this chick sorority house just to look at her coffin and say their goodbyes. Her name was Im Nayeon - A member of the university student council, super hot chick, and the head of Twice sorority house. The girl was loved and honored by many. Her death has caused so much sorrow and regret. Especially to those who hadn't had the chance to bang her.   The girl was very popular yet mysterious. No one ever truly understands her. Not even her sorority sisters. I mean, just listen to their final farewell to the girl.   "You were so young. Why did you have to leave soon? I'll forever hold you in my heart, love you ." Jeongyeon said through tears.   "Nayeon, you hoe. How dare you left us all? You promise me we would go shopping next weekend. How dare you? How dare you?" Jihyo frustratedly screamed as she nearly jumped into Nayeon's coffin before being held down by a security guard.   "Jeez Nayeon, you could at least pay me back that 15000 won before you go," Chaeyoung said as her hands were shaking. "... and you could at least say goodbye."   "Okay, just so there is no secret between us, I screwed your ex two years ago at summer camp. We were drunk and he was very smelly down there so I'm glad you dumped him. But goddamn, I miss you already, Nayeon. Please come back... please..." Momo sneezed through her handkerchief.   "You could never find someone that hot or that y or that charming or that gorgeous or that engaging or that ravishing or that good-looking or that stunning or that-