𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 /GXG/

■The Theft of Conscience

''And it's so easy when you're evil
This is life, you see.
The Devil takes his hat off to me.
I do all this because I'm evil.''

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SANA YAMAZAKI
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Yan paid Hee-chul to kill Se-yeon. So, we picked up Chae won from the street as she was returning from her walk with Akari and put her down for a little nap. She is lying in the backseat.

Hee-chul stomps on the gas, making his old car, smelling of gasoline, rumble as we leave Seoul for the Choi family ranch.

It's past 9 pm. The recruits must have already arrived with Se-yeon and left her there for us to finish her off.

Over the course of that year, I learned that being nice doesn't help matter. When you do something bad to another bad person, you get even.

Wrong for wrong. We are already wrong. So I'm just going to stop a cruel human being from going out into the world to spread evil.

Don't feel sorry for Se-yeon. She deserves it!

I bet she and Kim Ga-hee wouldn't think twice about sticking the knife in Akari.

'' I'm thirsty.'' Chae won woke up.

''Are you thirsty, Chae?'' I look back.

She sits down, a little dizzy, and starts to pack her clothes. The girl was completely doped. ''I have a pain in my throat.''

''Ah... Chae, I forgot to bring water.''

''Where are we going?'' She passes her hand, defogging the glass, glues his forehead, trying to see something. The night is starry and full of moon.

Hee-chul takes the steering wheel with one hand and leans down to talk to her. ''I'll teach you to drive.''

''I can't, Professor Kwon. This is nonsense to me. I don't think I can. What if I crash the car?''

''There is a dirt road. There is no danger,' he says.

''I'm sick.'' Chae won lies down again. Blonde hair falls in her face, and her eyes are closed.

Hee-chul gives me a sideways look, pulls up the corner of his mouth in displeasure, and maneuvers to turn left down the lane. Taking a narrow road, he speeds up the mountain, making the engine roar.

The low beam illuminates the ghostly road. The fog passes slowly, in the trees on the sides, hitting the car window, leaving little visibility.

Once the climb ends and a straight stretch of road ends, Hee-chul runs his right hand down my blazer and pats the pocket, looking to see if the Devil's breath is there, and slides his hand down my belly, down my thigh, smoothing the leg. He tilts his head towards me and kisses me.

With disgust, pulling my mouth away from his. ''Chae won, sit on Hee-chul 's lap.''

I feel warm breath next to my ear and then the girl's hand on my left shoulder. ''I don't want to drive.'' Eyes fearless on mine.

I feel a shiver on the back of my neck.

Now, I believe when Yan claims it's getting hard to handle with her. More and more disobedient. Stronger psychological manipulation is needed.

A threat to life? Whose life does she love?

''Hurry up! It's for you to learn to drive!'', Hee-chul yells.

The girl reluctantly passes through the center of the car, sits on Hee-chul's lap, as if the professor's body has very piercing thorns, and before grabbing the steering wheel, she pulls her plaid skirt down, covering what she can from the sides. Of the thighs.