Two Daughters
A mother tortured by her memories.
A father who has forgotten his story.
A broken red thread of faith that connects them.
In a world where reapers can be saviors. How will they mend the red string that has been broken?
Is it their des...
There was a company meeting in the RM team consisting of Nabi attended.
The CEO continued to make irrelevant comments about the types of bodies men desired, he was eventually fed a well-deserved wrap from Jung-woong and had to dismiss himself.
"Ms. Shin, are you okay?" asked Jeong Boram in concern as she observed the lady.
"You don't look well", Boram continued
"She's right, you must have been very stressed," says another coworker.
"I think you've lost more weight" another coworker added
Throughout this exchange of sympathy and concern, Ye-na kept quiet with her head dow.
Nabi and Sunny glanced at each other and observed as Ms. Shin remained quiet and multiple questions about her appearance were thrown her direction.
That was until it started to become overwhelming.
"Stop. Stop, please stop!", Shin Ye-na shouted in a panicked voice as she got up from her seat and ran outside.
This led the RM team to run after her, the devised a plan quickly to slit up and cover more ground.
Nabi turned the corner with Sunny, looking around before she heard a voice call her.
She stopped running causing Sunny to stop as well.
"What is it?", Sunny asked.
"He's calling me. I gotta go.", Nabi said looking at her sister who nods.
"Go I got this.", Sunny said turning and running off before Nabi teleported infront of the familiar doors of her father's office.
Nabi was called into her father's office pertaining to a case she had previously worked on that needed to be concluded.
She knocked on the door before she entered the office in a cautious manner.
"Yes sir, you called for me", she said upon entering the office.
Jong-gil looked up from his desk which was decorated by piles of paperwork
"Kwan, good you're here. Your last report was incomplete there was no time of death, could you fix that", he said handing her the file.
Nabi skims through the file and then noticed that the file belonged to the RM.
"It seems I got the files mixed up with that of the RM team, that was my bad", Nabi says
"Oh I see, well pay keen attention next time", Jong-gil retorted.
"Or take a break from helping them, you have more than enough work to keep you occupied here" he stated not even looking at Nabi.
"I am helping them. I finished my hand written work here for the day and the director assigned me to help them.", Nabi retored after a scoff.
"That team is falling apart at the seems. Why would they need your help?", Jong-gil said in a bitter tone looking up to Nabi.
"What's that suppose to mean?", Nabi asked in a cold tone causing Jong-gil to grimance.
"I didn't mean any harm. I just meant that are you apart of the RM team or Escort. You spend more time with the RM team so you've made your choice or atleast that how it seems.", Jong-gil looked up to make eye contact with his daughter.
"Maybe I help them because I want to help my sister and friends.", Nabi said gritting her teeth.
"Sunny doesn't need your help. She is perfectly capable. You'll be holding her back.", Jong-gil stated unaware of the effect of his words.
"I am aware of that trust me. I know she doesn't need the help but I want to help them.", Nabi gritted out.
"Why are you so adamant on helping this worthless team? You keep defending them and being around them. You'll be better off working with the editing team if you want to help a team with little to no relevanc-", Jong-gil wanted to continue but Nabi slammed the file on his desk causing him to fall silent in shock as he stared with wide eyes at Nabi.
Nabi in turn took a deep breath before speaking.
"I help this Worthless team because that worthless team helps hopeless people.", Nabi said emphasizing the worthless.
"People who are adamant enough to want to end their lives but don't because of a few words are not hopeless they are desperate.", Jong-gil said in disgust.
"People like me.", Nabi muttered out.
"What?", Jong-gil asked taken aback.
"People like me, sir. They help people like me. And I know you don't know but words hurt alot more than a sword, SIR. So yeah, I help them. Because I wanted to. I want to save desperate people who are in the same state of mind I was in.
Desperate people who, the only way they saw freedom was to commit. I want to help them. Because if it wasn't for Sunny I wouldn't have anyone to help me because I was one of those desperate people.
So, yes you hate the RM team because of what they do. So hate me too because they do...what sunny did was talk me out of ending MY life that was never mine.", Nabi vented as a single tear ran down her face before she turned around.
"I fixed the file. The others are in under my desk and if you need anything else feel free to tell the Director to contact me.", Nabi said before teleporting out leaving a stunned Jong-gil at his desk.
He stared at the spot Nabi stood before he balled his hands into fists and slammed them to his desk in frustration.
"I keep messing up. How can I protect them if I don't even know what to protect them from? How can I call myself their father when I barely even know them?", he scolded himself as his eyes began to tear up.
