Vivian sat at her desk, pencil tapping lightly against her notebook, pretending to take notes while her mind wandered. The classroom buzzed with quiet chatter and the scratch of pens on paper.
Then her phone vibrated.
Unknown Caller.
Vivian's heart skipped a beat, but she answered without hesitation.
"Vivian Chase," a voice said, low and deliberate. "Come to the rooftop. Now."
Vivian's heart pounded. Not out of fear. But out of curiosity.
She glanced around the classroom. Teachers were distracted, students murmuring. Perfect cover.
"Why?" she asked, her tone calm but sharp.
"You'll see soon enough. Don't be late," the voice replied—and the line went dead.
At first, Vivian wanted to ignore the call, but my oh my. She was super curious about who this caller was and why they even called.
So Vivian slipped her phone into her pocket, stood up, and moved with her usual silent precision toward the stairs. Every step was measured, her senses alert.
Vivian did some air punches as a little warm up. You know. Always got to be ready for a fight.
The rooftop door creaked slightly as she pushed it open. The wind hit her immediately, tugging at her hair and clothes. But it wasn't the wind that made her pause.
At the far edge, something—or someone—waited.
Vivian's stomach tightened.
Her face turned pale.
What she saw made her stop completely.
Not just a person. Something impossible. Something she hadn't expected.
"No, this can't be, I saw you! you were dead!"
Vivian fell to the ground. Holding her heart as if she just had a heart attack.
The figure turned slowly to face her, calm, almost amused. "So you came," the voice said, and for the first time, Vivian realized the stakes were higher than she had imagined.
Vivian stepped forward. Ready to fight.
The rooftop wasn't just a place anymore—it was a stage. And whatever game this was, it had just become deadly serious.
The person she saw...was McKenna. The creator of the triangle game. The most powerful villian. She could snap your body in half with just her pinkie finger. But the scariest part of all. Was that McKenna died right infront of Vivian's eyes. Three years ago. In the Won Young War. It was a war between the good and the bad guys. Fighting for justice. That's where the Triangle game began. The good guys lost. And the villians decided to create the triangle game. Vivian was too weak to beat McKenna. But a few days later. McKenna was found dead in her apartment. Her cause of death remained a mystery...
"How are you still alive?"
"I have my ways my dear Vivian. I have my ways."
Vivian stood back. She could see the evil glowing inside McKenna's eyes. She knew she couldn't beat McKenna. She didn't even bother to try.
"Don't ever show yourself here again." Vivian said, voice calm but shaky.
"Don't worry. You're the only one who knows that I'm still alive."
"You're sick McKenna. Sick!"
"Ciao." McKenna said as she jumped off the rooftop.
Vivian rushed toward the edge to make sure if she's okay. But McKenna had completely vanished...was this interaction even real?