So yeah here goes my first chappy..
Enjoyy :DD
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~ Chapter - 1 ~
(LUHAN'S POV)
"You're the prosecutor; you've got every right to-"the old man ruddily interrupted.
"Listen kiddo, this is for the prosecutors to decide now sho- go back home" he ordered me, like who the hell does he think he is?
"But there-" again he ruddily interrupted me like can you please let me explain myself first?
"There's no eyewitness and we have been waiting for more than 2 weeks, what else do you want us to do, find a fake eye witness?" aah his cockiness makes me feel sick, if only i could smack the smirk played on his face off.
"YES THERE GODDAMN IS!" I screamed, not paying attention to all the other prosecutors looking at me.
"Who? Ahaha the seven year old boy?" He mockingly asked.
"Yes" I confidently answered, he became silent but he raised his left eye brow, so does that mean he will investigate it? My hopes suddenly went up, so I decided to carry on talking.
"Well he was the only eye witness that came, so the least you could do is hear him out" I pleaded not caring about my pride.
"He is under age, whatever he says doesn't count so there's no point" He stated with a serious face, at least he's coming to his senses now.
"I'm aware of that, but why would a child lie?" I questioned him; a confused expression appeared on his face causing the wrinkles near his eyes to deepen.
"That's not the point!" He pointed out.
"Then what is? None of you damn prosecutors are taking your job seriously, that's what I hate about Korean prosecutors they all work just for money not to actually and wholeheartedly help the citizen" I honestly pointed out.
"Why would you say such thing?" He curiously asked.
"Well if someone that is guilty pays you more than you get from your agency, then you'll obviously pretend that you can't find a eye witness or something along the lines, I've watched enough Korean drama's and I've also seen it too" I stopped after I heard him chuckle abit, seriously this old man needs to get taught some manners, how could he be a prosecutor with this dirty attitude?
"Whatever, I've got no time to waste on you got more cases to do, now will you excuse me?" he meanly dismissed me with his hand.
"IT'S NOT LIKE YOU'R GOING TO INVESTIGATE THE CASES PROPERLY ARE YA? ALL YOU DAMN PROSECUTORS ARE GETTING PAID FOR NOTHING!" I screamed, as two muscular men dragged me out the building, dumping me on the busy road.
I've had enough of all this crap, if you so called 'prosecutor's' aren't going to investigate more into my dad's death, then I will. I don't know how but I will and when I find out who the hell murdered him and who else knew about it I WILL KILL THEM... ALL!
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(KARA'S POV)
My family was having money troubles... again! As result we had to move houses as well as cities - this was around Halloween. I didn't want to leave my old house, school and most importantly my friends. To be honest this is probably the worst thing I'm ever going to do.
I hate making new friends because I can't communicate with them properly not as in I'm handicapped but I tend to stutter allot, my mum has always said that it's because I talk fast but that's nonsense! I just about made a friend in my old house hoping that it'll be my one and only friend, now I have to make new friends? No way, I'd rather be lonely actually me and my iPod can be best buddies, simple life's sorted. I don't need a friend I've got an iPod for goodness sake, I tried to convince myself but deep down I know I need a friend to rely on, someone that will help me and cheer me up despite the condition I am in but I know that no one will ever talk to a girl like me.
