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"Please, this is the last time! I'll not ask you to do it again, I promise!" little Taehyung pleaded while running around Sung-mi in circles, asking her to make him float in the air for the 60th time.
"No, Taehyung! I don't believe your promises! I did it way too many times!" Sung-mi said, plopping down on the dusty bed in Taehyung's room.
"One last time! Please!" he said, shaking her shoulders.
"Alright!" She sighed and raised her hand in the air, little Taehyung's body swam in the thin air, similar to her hand moments.
"Look! I can fly!" Taehyung shouted, making Sung-mi chuckle in amusement.
Right then, they heard the yelling of a man. Sung-mi dropped Taehyung down instantly, making him groan in pain.
"Where are my drinks?" Taehyung's alcoholic father shouted after barging inside his room.
"D-dad I bought medicine for mom-" Taehyung couldn't complete his sentence when he felt his right cheek stinging with pain. Sung-mi sprang up when Taehyung's father slapped him.
"I gave you that money for my drinks! And you wasted it in that bitch's medicine?" he shouted and was about to slap him again when his hand got stuck in one place. Sung-mi jammed his hand in the air. Taehyung looked over to Sung-mi with teary eyes.
"W-what is this?" he said in panic while trying to move his arm but couldn't.
That time, Taehyung's mother entered the room, hearing yells of her husband.
She looked very pale and had many bruises on her body, probably because of the harsh treatment of her husband.
"W-what happened to you...?" she voiced out while coughing a few times.
"My hand! I can't move my hand! Do something, you hoe!" he screeched and slapped her with his free hand, making her head hit the door.
"Mom! Are you alright? Mom! Talk to me!" Taehyung reached her mother, who was close to fainting, blood oozing out of her forehead.
"Aaahh!" Taehyung's father shouted when Sung-mi showed herself.
Her appearance changed entirely. Iris of her orbs turned red while her skin turned pale, along with her cloak, that turned black from purple.
Sung-mi's attire changes magically with her moods, and right now she was furious.
Her eyes, burning with anger and disgust towards the man.
"Who are you? What are you doing in my house? A-and how did you come from that wall?" he asked in horror.
"Hi, Mr. Drunkard! I just came from hell, to take your filthy soul with me!" she answered as a smirk crept it's way to her lips, seeing his terrified figure.
