we entered the police car, it seems like another police car took my father as another one zoomed before us. i stared at him blankly, thinking what will happen to me after me. "hi miss, as you know i'm officer kim taehyung. 20 yrs/old and i'm an officer at the city. and you are?" he asked me as he looked at me from the mirror. "i'm jeon haira, i'm 18 yrs/old. i don't go to school anymore, my brother left me." i said to him as i stared back. his face turned blue, "is that so..."
we entered the police station as i saw my father there. "haira! help me! you think i'm innocent right?" my father shouted to me as he tried to run to me but officers were pulling him back. "no you aren't." i said sharply "you deserve this." i said to him. he glared at me as he scoffed "you were never a good child to me. rot in hell! no one will care for you now you piece of shit!" he said as he was taken by the officers to the other room, somehow i teared up on what he said, cause it was true. i was a piece of shit, and no one will take care of me now. as a teardrop run to my cheeks, someone wiped it away. "hey, stop crying." officer kim said. "thanks, but why am i here?"
"i will be taking care of you now."
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