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❝𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘸?❞
❝𝒊 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒕𝒐𝒐 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅.❞
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"Are you getting comfortable now, Mr. Choi?"
The said man quivered in fear. "W-Why am I h-here?" he asked, sweat starting to drench his body.
She gave him a small smile and walked towards him, who was tied in a chair. She stopped just a few feet away from him.
"Don't you know what you did, Mr. Choi?" she asked, a calm smile on her face.
"I-I don't know. Please, just let me out. I will do anything."
"But you see, nothing you can do will change everything."
"W-What?" he asked with wide eyes. The only feeling he felt was fear. He feared her. The misogynist in him told him to just man up because she was just a woman. But, he knew. She was not just a woman.
She chuckled softly before pulling a chair for her to sit down. She may looked so angelic, so kind, so innocent, but he knew that she had the capability to do something.
Something that would end his life.
"Do you remember, Mr. Choi?" she calmly asked him, her eyes was nothing but emptiness.
"Remember what, miss? I-I don't even know you," he replied.
She once again gave him a smile—a smile that he knew could end him. Badly.
"November 19, 2017. Remember that?" she spoke with such calmness in her, like it was the calm before the storm.
Hearing that, the man visibly stilled. His breath was caught. His body shook in realization.
With wide fearful eyes, he stammered, "J-Jeong Yein?"
The said woman smiled widely. "Oh, yes, that's me. But we're actually not talking about me, Mr. Choi. Now, now, don't look at me like that. I thought you're a strong man who kills people for shit and giggles," she mockingly said before chuckling. "Now, we'll reminisce what you did that night."
The man shook his head, screaming in fear, "No, no, no, no! Please!"
"Wow, it feels so good to hear you begging."
"Please, I have a wife and children. Please, I'm sorry—"
Yein's eyes burned with anger, but a small smile still graced her lips. "I also had a family but what? You took them from me. All you bastards took them away from me!" she yelled, poison seeping through her voice.
