Over the years Kim Seohyun never knew who was really behind the death of her brother Kim Seokyong, the police we're having trouble on finding clues and decided to cut the case off.
She was desperate to find 'them' to seek justice yet no one helped h...
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The guilty pleasure on how i just watch my parents go crazy about me being missing is slowly fading away. I realized that even in this state of our relationship, they still care about me, i kinda miss them, but i never said I wanted to go back, yet.
Maybe it is hopeless to find the killer, what more could i possibly find when it's been years and the investigator had nothing, no clues, no hints, no trails, it's like the killer had everything planned. Were they that eager to kill him?
I most likely trust the police and investigators which was assigned by siho's parents, their whole family have multi businesses but they are much more professional in cases. But not even them found anything
For sunghoon, i think I'm just a distraction for him, I don't why am i still staying here
What's this feeling?
"This is driving me crazy" i muttered under my breath and face palmed myself. I just finished bathing about 30 minutes ago. That kinda refresh me and my mind, sunghoon was right
I heard the door opened, i jolted and sit up. "Sunghoon?" I reassured myself, i was a bit excited seeing him. "Ack, could you help me?" He said while having trouble carrying the stuff he was holding
I took the grocery bags then he held something else. The box seems familiar, "Ah, there. Oh look you took a bath!" He grinned happily, "Was i that stinky for you to be so relief now?" I playfully hit his chest, he laughs
"Look, i bought tiny house plants, just like you advised" he opens the box and took the plants which were in mini pots with whale stickers, yep, i do know where did he shop
I frowned upon seeing him happily taking it out from the box while he didn't know who owns it. "Are you okay?" He asks in concern, "I..... No.... No..." I hesitantly answered his question
I flop myself into the sofa and sighed, "You're mom was pretty, just like you" my eyes were closed but i could hear sunghoon said carefully with a soft tone. "Please, stop" i remain my eyes close, shut tight
It was silence for a second then he spoke again, "Do you.... hate.... them?" I hitch my breath once he utters that question, "Hate is a strong word sunghoon, i get angry to them but that doesn't mean i despise them entirely" I whispered to him
"Then go talk to them, Seohyun" I opened my eyes and look at him directly, worried eyes, furrowed brows, frowning, as my eyes were watery and blurry
"I can't face them right now, sunghoon, they forgot about Seokyong" Tears sheds out to my eyes, my breath shakes and trembles, i bit the inside of my bottom lip to stop me from sobbing
