"𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐍"

THE FIRST MET WITH HIM

Mrs. Jeon is an Angel who has been misled into this horrible world.

A woman like her deserves more. She was the first to assist the orphans.

She also aided many orphans in the greatest way she could by raising a couple of them.

Some of them are major figures in Korea now. You can take me as an example. As she spoke, alone tear streamed down her chin, making me feel sick to my stomach. I held all of my feelings tight as it was hurting.

I heard the news. You were the one who tried to kill her, correct? She whispered, brushing her tears away as icy blood rushed through my veins, and I just wanted to... Die because it might be the best option I have.

Feeling ashamed of myself I lowered my head as a wave of regret hit me.

You did the worst thing. The people must be the orphans or commons who admire her. They threw tomatoes at you She said lying her hand on my shoulder as consult but it didn't help. It was still hurting to the guy.

I don't know why I can't hate you. She said in a sad tone. Which made me shocked. As I could she Mrs. Jeon in her. And how well she raised her. If anyone other who are there in her situation they would have killed me.

Maybe because the regret you are going through. She smiling with made me look into her beautiful Hazel eyes which were pure.

BTW you didn't kill her. So don't put too much stress on yourself. Because it will make you nuts. She said in a her deep voice cautioning me as I felt her right through.

She is attempting to advice me about not going into depression.

Anyway, I'm Kim Jung Hee. She said, stretching her hand. I glanced at her magnificent propositions, which were as precious as her soul.

I parted my lips for my part.

I'm Lee Yn.

Lee yn.

We replied at the same time, which made her chuckle. Her charming giggle was enough to soften me, and a faint smile spread across my face. As I knew it right then the things will never be same as before.

After ten months...

I was in the cafeteria. I ate my breakfast in serene. I started accepting things. Especially my fate, which was twisted darkness that grew darker with each passing day.

No one will change my history. However, I control my own future. But I heard a loud ding as I looked at the chokesgenerated by the other inmates. They were having a terrific fight again.

Nobody would mess with me, thus there is no drama in my life right now. I was tripping with my food because I had lost my appetite. But then I heard her!

Miss Real Life Princess doesn't want to share her food. Maxy mocked me, She's bullied enough people but not me.

And I heard she was a terrible bully who sent an innocent girl to a mental asylum.

I gazed at dusty eyes, which were full of wickedness. Ooh! These eyes are killing me. She yelped and began overacting. I rolled my eyes. She pulled one stran of my hair as It was the last straw, and I am going to defend myself.

I took the sharpest spork and stabbed the fish cake adequate enough to silence the entire cafeteria. Never speak to me this way again. Because next time, it will be your little skunk brain. I muttered as everyone gasped, and my eyes clouded.

I got up and went to my cell. I intended to find tranquility when I entered the cell, where I was the only person there.

As I continued, I took up the novel I was reading and heard someone call my name.

Ms. Lee, you have a visitor. He spoke and went away. This stunned me.

My heart was filled with joy. I was so depressed that mom refused to come here. She felt ashamed of me. However, she eventually arrived. The darkness will finally fade.

I happily jumped. The cell was opened. It's going to be my independence day. Oh! No, I did not say goodbye to Jung Hee.

But I stepped happily into the visitors' room. As my gaze settled on the darkest eyes I had ever seen. My joy turned to grief.

His chilly glare made me shiver. It just took me a second to recognise him. It was Jeon Jungkook. Ms. Jeon's son. And this is our first meeting with him. I was terrified because he looked like a breathtaking demon.

Some frightening thoughts entered my head. As I sat gently and looked into his dark eyes.Which were full with hatred towards me.

When I saw him in court, his eyes were traffic red, full with pure rage and an emotion I couldn't read, but his frigid glare always made me feel terrified.

My heart began to beat quickly. He moved closer to of the frame.

Aren't you delighted to be in jail for only two years? He questioned, giving me a death stare. What made me feel uncomfortable was that he was merelessly here to see me suffer, and what could I possibly expect? Kindness? It looks like it will never happen.

I felt guilty for him. I was the one who made his mother suffer.

How was your mother? I inquired, not wanting to be deemed desperate.

You don't need to know. He yelled at me, which made me slightly recoil. I was hurt as his frigid eyes met my teary ones.

Anyway, I wasn't here for this stupid conversation with you. He whined, serious expression on his face. I felt my heart tumble.

A paper piqued my interest. As I read it, that was a freaking withdrawal of the lawsuit. My eyes widened as I struggled to accept what I was seeing.

Why do you wish to let me go? Doesn't he desire something resembling vengeance!?

"Don't fly too high; I'll slash your wings."

He remarked with a devilish look on his face, making me goosebump. His vibes are darker than my life.

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