Raging Heart

IV. Re-open

I couldn't sleep that night. That man might have been thinking that I was the reason why his father was killed, or that I killed his father and I felt so helpless. I couldn't even defend myself that time and the only solution we had was for me to leave the country.

Confronting him face to face crossed my mind, at least I'd try to convince him that the "truth" he believes is not actually true.

But I thought otherwise. That guy might want to strangle me to death just by seeing my face. He's dangerous. And our first encounter already tells a lot.

No. I am on my own now. My parents wants to burry the truth because the person behind it all is way too powerful. My name was cleared and that was enough.

Or so they thought.

But not for me. Lives were lost. My life took a complete turn. The only responsible person of it all is out there, shaking his dirty hand to the people, trying to retain his position as the Governor.

I can't let that evil man roam around the town, acting like nothing has happened. I promised Taehyung that I will give him justice and that he did not die in vain.

The truth will prevail.

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The next morning, I woke up early to prepare for my first task. My father asked me personally to redecorate the community school he funded years ago but his name remains anonymous. He just wanted to help especially those unfortunate parents who couldn't afford to send their kids to school.

Kids from pre-schools are fun to be with. They helped me with everything to get the work done. It's nothing big, actually. They just assisted me when I needed something while I was painting the wall, a hobby I had since I was a kid.

"Unnie," little Miwoo called to get my attention. "You forgot to color the sun." She said while pointing at the wall painting.

"Oh, dear." I sighed when I saw that it really lacked colors. It's way too high for me and I needed to borrow the wooden stairs again.

"Do you need the stairs?" Yohan, another kid that has been helping me, asked as if he read what was on my mind.

"Don't worry, kids. I'll just get it myself." I smiled at them but was actually afraid that they might carry it themselves. It's not really that heavy, right? It was just few feets taller than me, for me to reach the ceiling.

"No, Unnie," Miwoo stopped me on my tracks before I could even reach the door. "I can ask Oppa to help you with the stairs." She smiled and dashed towards the exit.

My brows furrowed.

"Oppa?" I asked no one specific, still looking at the door where Miwoo disappeared.

"Jaehyun-hyung." Sojoon answered, another kid present the the room. There's a total of five kids that has been helping me. The other two are Leo and Yuna.

"Who's that?" I asked, confused.

"He is our homeroom teacher." Yohan answered.

"He doesn't want to be called teacher, though. Oppa is fine, he said." Yuna said, delighted. They seem to be admiring their teacher, huh?

I just pat Yuna's head and smiled at her.

It did not take long for Miwoo to return, followed by a man carrying the wooden stairs.