monster./ park bogum

number 2.

KIM SUHEE.

i settled down in a cafe next to the window, the sunlight spilling all around me. why would i spend a nice day like this inside an interrogation room?

"i have to make a living, after all." i muttered, tapping on the coffee mug.

a lawyer that spent half her life studying, watching, studying. studying for her dreams. watching her dreams.

now, she's become the true definition of injustice. protecting the murderers because it's a fun challenge, even if it means releasing another dangerous person to enter the world once again.

that person is me. i really am a shitty person, aren't i?

but i already knew all of that when i started it.

"one day i'll pay the price." i muttered. "when will the day come when i meet an ungrateful client..."

"will they really kill me after i saved them?" i asked myself.

"yes." said a voice behind me.

—

PARK BOGUM.

i listened in on the woman's conversation to herself, or her conscience, i suppose. because i found it interesting.

"will they really kill me after i saved them?" she asked herself.

i didn't even bother turning around to look, nor did i care. but the answer is easy. "yes." i replied.

i heard shuffling, and it seemed like she had turned around. i could feel her eyes burning through my back.

i paused before speaking again. "isn't that what murderers do? even if you did save them, do you think that they think the same?"

"i expect so." she responded in a mellow tone.

i chuckled. "in the end, the only thing that really passes through their mind, is murder."

—

KIM SUHEE.

i continued staring at the guy's turned back, even after his response. i frowned and turned away again. "everyone pays a price...eventually."

"i paid my price already. have you?" he asked.

i stopped and sighed. "what am i doing...having this kind of conversation with a stranger." i silently got up, walking away.

"so you haven't, paid your price," was the last thing i heard him mutter before i exited the cafe, the bells ringing behind me.

—

KIM SUHEE.

"so, how has been working lately, miss lawyer?"

i looked up at my boyfriend, who was smiling cheekily. "the funnest thing ever." i said sarcastically.

"seems like you like it." kwang sungho said, flicking my cheek.

i let out a sigh as we continued walking side by side, holding hands. sungho suddenly stopped, making me turn around to look at him.

he walked closer, and closer, eventually wrapping his arms around me in a tight hug.

i suddenly froze, my heart racing.

but i'm not stupid. sungho never hugs me.

in a flash, i kicked my knee up, hitting him between the legs. sungho howled and jumped back with a groan. an object fell out of his hands with a small clank.

i watched the object in horrification, the bright moon reflecting on the thankfully clean blade.

i slowly looked up at sungho. "what...what is t-that?"

sungho tsked, and muttered, "crazy bitch."

"kwang sungho." i said. "why...why the hell?!"

"did you think it was real?"

i stared at him. "what?"

silence.

"...did you think i would have to love someone like you without a reason?" the warm eyes of my boyfriend were now replaced by dark, cold ones.

"sungho...sungho—"

"you killed my sister." sungho said through gritted teeth. "YOU KILLED MY LITTLE SISTER!"

"kwang sunmin." he said. "that...that was her name."

i froze. kwang...sunmin. how come i can't remember?

sungho scoffed and threw his head back. "that's right...you've killed so many that you don't even care of remember or take blame."

i practically could feel my heart break and my entire world spin from that sentence. you can only think or pretend to be innocent, until someone finally lets you in on the true reality.

it's true. someone finally said it.

"this might click." sungho added. "jung eunhyuk."

jung eunhyuk.

the serial killer from two years ago that was released from prison, he would be sent back to prison a year later.

i defended him.

"he killed her." sungho said, breathing heavily. "HE KILLED HER BECAUSE YOU DEFENDED HIM!"

i opened my mouth to say something, but nothing came out. of course.

i'm a murderer too.

"my sister did nothing wrong...but she died because of you." sungho said coldly. "i'm really...i really want to kill you."

i tear fell from my cheek and my chin trembled. i wasn't scared of him or if he was going to kill me. i was scared of losing someone i thought i loved.

but i could only watch as he left me behind, guilt eating me up inside.

"i should've known." i said, wiping my tear away. "that this is how it always ends."