One hit [Gangjae]

ENOUGH

I paced around my apartment as Jiwoo kept talking about how she wanted to murder father's killer, I thought she was INSANE for thinking that but deep down I wanted too aswell.

"Yah! Jiwoo, just stop already." I shouted while swatting my hand in the air towards her.

"Myeong..how can I stop?! Father's killer is running free, I can't just let him run."

Letting a sigh escape my mouth I sat next to her putting my hand on her back, I try to comfort her but all she did was walk to her room.

I thought of the man that was there during dads funeral, Choi Mujin, maybe he could help us? He did seem kind of sketchy at the funeral but he was dads friend or somewhat brother of a friend.

Analyzing the room I stood up with my hands in my pocket and walked to my room planing for what to do tomorrow.

~

"This is my dads killer, please find him."

Jiwoo had spoken before me when she handed him a piece of paper of a shot of the murderer.

"You said he was your more trusted friend and brother, right?"

"If I find him?" Mujin spoke.

"I'll kill him myself."

Jiwoo had straightened her posture to show dominance, Mujin had looked down leaning forward.

"If you kill him..." There was a bit of a pause, "Do you know what it's like to jill someone?"

That's when he had stood up, Jiwoo had no idea what it was like.  Mujin walked over towards Jiwoo taking her wrist and holding out a knife forcing her to hold it.

"Stab me."

Like she would do that, he then forced her forward as she stepped back.

"Think of me as the killer and stab me."

She tried pulling away as he kept pulling her in with the knife, I was getting annoyed at this point.

"Stab me."

"Stab. Me." Mujin spoke again.

"Stab me!"

Jiwoo had backed away standing beside me, Mujin yanked the knife and smacked her in the face.

"Ayah!" I shouted, "What the hell do you think you're doing?!" I shouted again helping Jiwoo up.

"Get them out of here."

Jiwoo grabbed her box and the piece of paper as we were dragged out of the room, we walked on the rest of the way home.

What a fucking asshole he was, huge help.

~

Sitting on the couch at home watching tv was relaxing before we heard a knock on the door, I instantly shut the tv off in a fright.

Jiwoo had gotten up to check the wracket, I stood behind her as the knocking turned into a loud banging sound, peeping through the peep hole she described the person as the clothes of dads killer.

My eyes widened as I looked, I shushed her as he walked away.

"Shh..it's okay, it's okay. He's gone."

I saw the terror in her eyes as I went to go hug her.

Beside from that I went out to hang up notices of the clothed murderer outside, I needed to know if anyone had recognized him or at-least seen him around.

Going around asking people to take papers and letting me hang them up made me feel warm that they actually wanted to at-least help me and my sister.

~