[Book #1 of the FIRE Trilogy]
deranged › completely unable to think normally or behave in a controlled way, especially because of psychological abnormalities
But what is normal?
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I backed into the wall, alarmed by the d...
After news spread I was possibly the Busan Killer, no one really dared to bully me in jail anymore, which I guessed was good. After five days of being detained, I wasonce again taken into a questioning room, facing the intimidating Investigator Yun.
"How did you do it?" He said before I could even sit down properly.
"Do what?" I asked, fiddling with the uncomfortable cuffs on my wrist.
"Do you have an accomplice? Is there another Busan Killer who did the murder yesterday?"
I was immensely relieved in my heart to hear that the plan was indeed carried forward like we had said. However, I obviously could not show it.
"As I've said so many times, I am not the Busan Killer," I stated as convincingly as I could. I was still somewhat nervous even thought what I just said was the complete truth.
He looked at me and I could see that his believe about me being the Busan Killer was starting to waver, which was exactly what I needed.
A police came into the room and said, "Someone is here to see Song Yerin."
A smile appeared on my face, was it Jimin? Was it Jungkook? The police escorted me around the unfamiliar place to a room where it was separated into sections, as used for visiting of the inmates by outsiders.
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I was told to go into one of the section and sit down. I eagerly did so, but my face fell when I realized who it was. Sitting on opposite side of the glass, picking up the phone, was my father.
"Yerin," he said through the phone when I picked my end up, "You ungrateful daughter."
"What?" My brows furrowed.
"I worked so hard to raise you only for you to become a criminal!?" He said harshly.
"I'm not a criminal." I said back calmly.
"I'm not stupid, Yerin. The whole Korea knows that you're the Busan Killer. Why would you? Now who's going to send me money?"
I scoffed, "So you only see your daughter as a source of money?"
"All these things I've done for you, now this is what you pay me back with!?" He glared at me.
I've had enough of his bullshit, so finally, I actually had the courage to retaliate. "All you've done for me? What have you done for me? You drank until you pass out, and left me to take care of you. Shouldn't it have been the other way around?"
He eyes widened as he was shocked that I talked back to him for once. I was always the nice and gentle daughter who never dared to defy her parents. The me a year ago would never have even come close to thinking of sassing my father.
"You- You-" he was in a lost for words.
"I I what? I have been the most obedient daughter, yet you exploited that and made me pay for all your alcohol. And I'm the bad one?"
