The Liar And Her Love

Prologue

-August of 2033-

The Day was bright, the sun was out, but it wasn't hot, people were in suits but it wasn't cold.

No matter how bright the day was, a memorial ground can never be a bright place. It was almost empty. A man sat there next to one of such memorial stone with a name and a photo engraved on it.

Lee Ha Na

17th June 2005 - 2nd Aug 2033

"In the loving memory of Lee hana, who was a great mother, a great wife, a great sister  and a great person. She will be loved forever and always"

It was 8th August today, she had just died, a few days ago and got cremated yesterday, on the fifth day after her death. The man was as if caught in a stupor, even after everyone left he was still in that position for hours now.

The man was in a dirty black suit sat next to the memorial glass box, he had a pale emotion on his face, his hair were de-shiveled and dirty, he was sitting there lifeless, his tears were dried and his right hand fiddled with a bottle of zolpedium in his hand. He opened the bottle and took all the pills out on his hand.

He contemplated a lot, he definitely had a lot of reasons to live but his head was clouded with her and his heart filled with guilt. He ruined her life. He got up and kneeled down infront of the memorial box, his tears were falling down, as a result his eye sight became blury. Just when something hit his hand. It hurt more than a simple poke would and hurt less than a bullet.

He looked up but the sun shinning against his blurry sight didn't help much, all he could see was a silhouette of a woman in a long coat and a hat.

His eye sight cleared and he realised she had black shades, a fair skin, red lipstick with a royal blue over coat that reached a little below her knee. Slightly open from the front made the inner peach mini dress visible and on the top she had a matching royal blue hat.

Her right hand had a wine bottle and her left hand had a wine glass.

He looked down to see the bottle cork. He realised it was the cork which hit him and now all the pills were on the ground. The woman said absolutely nothing but spilled the wine in the pills, and all of them were ruined.

The man dumbfounded looked back at her. She was offering the wine glass to him. "For ruining the costly pills, a glass of wine?" She asks and he kept looking at her until his eyes fell on the memorial box two rows away from the one he was sitting next to. The memorial box was huge and already has a lot of m floors infront of itm

"Instead of sleeping pills, try wine. It helps much better than sleeping pills could" just when she said he looked at her with wide eyes.

"What?"

This made the woman chuckle a bit "to sleep, wine are better than pills" she said and he looked down to give a small smile. He was on the ground in the biggest mess ever and his white shirt has splashes of wine. Meanwhile the woman was pristine and neat.

The man was still in the same position, " are you here for your parents' death anniversary?" He asks and the woman shook her head.

"No, what made you think that?" She asks it away casually. "Oh, the couple memorial box, them in the display photo look old enough to be parents, kids often visit their parents here." he said and the woman looks back and forth and chuckles.

"Bloody filial piety, they did birth me. They were loved though, people left behind so much for them. But I'm not here for them today " she said with a smile but he didn't listen. His focus wasn't there.

The man's eyes went to the pills sprawled all over the ground and the woman must have noticed it because she walked closer and stepped on all of those pills as she walked closer to him and crouched down infront of him. She helped him up with her free hand and when he was infront of her with crossed legs, she poured him the wine.

His eyes kept looking at her, from trying to kill himself to being served a glass of wine within 15 mins. She clinked the bottle of wine against his glass and winked at him before chugging wine directly from the bottle. Seeing her move jimin too sipped on his glass of wine.

The tears streamed through his eyes as he chugged the wine. The woman now had the bottle down and she was just looking at him. He drank the whole glass in a single go.

He put the glass down and starred at the woman. "What is your name?" He asks. She smiles before answering.

"I came here for you, You really don't recognise me?" She asks and he doesn't respond. He was feeling dizzy, so he heard her say one last thing before everything went black.

"HI, JIMIN, it's me kim Taeri."