〔 flowers. 〕

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his eyes under the mask was bloodshot as he looked down at the body.

blood was spurting out the body's chest, where a knife pierced through.

with a smile, the murderer placed down a flower beside the knife.

"tiger lily." he said before leaving the crime scene.

a tiger lily, which symbolizes wealth and pride.

"dad! i'm home!" the newly arrived girl yell. as she expected, no response. her father doesn't really care about her. well, he doesn't care about anyone at all but himself and his money.

she sighed to herself and placed down her bag on the couch before going towards the kitchen to grab a drink.

weird though, it was oddly quiet around their mansion. where's the maids? and the guards?

she just shrugged it off and continued walking to the kitchen.

to her surprise, she was greeted by something else.

"d-dad!!" she ran up to her father, whose eyes are shot open, with a knife stabbed on his chest, and a tiger lily on top of him.

her eyes got teary as she looked at the flower.

only one thing came into her mind; 'the flower killer'.

some people supports that flower killer because they say he "teaches a lesson" to those who are abusing one's power & those who are committing crimes, even though he just commits crimes to "teach" them too.

and of course, her father is one of those people who abuses their power.

he was a man who's so full of himself. he only cares about his self and his money. their family is rich because he's the owner of a very successful company at korea. but because of his selfishness, he ordered his people to kill other rich people to get their money. he wasn't satisfied of what he already have.

and now, here he is, laying down, all bloody with a flower that perfectly fits him.

she fished out her phone and contacted the police fast.

"so you're the daughter?"

the girl turned around to see a guy in all black with a mask, leaning on the wall.

she stood up and backed away.

"wh-who are you?!"

she only got a chuckle as a response.

the guy moved forward towards her and looked at her deep in the eyes. he was stunned at the first sight of those eyes. oh, those familiar sorrowful looking eyes.

he continued walking towards her while she also continued backing away.

"your eyes looks dead, but they're alive." he whispered.

memories then filled up his head. those memories when he was little. the sight of that woman who didn't give a fuck about her son.

a smile then crept up his face.

"just like how my mother's eyes looked like.. except her eyes weren't alive anymore."

the girl gulped and took a step back, but she already hit the wall behind her.

she already contacted the police but what's taking them so long? where are the guards?

before she knew it, the guy already pulled out a pocket knife & pointed it at her neck.

she was trembling in fear. she was just an innocent being, nothing like her father.

she was about to get killed, she thought when she could feel the tip of the knife on her neck. she tightly shut her eyes, silently praying.

like a miracle, police sirens were heard outside their mansion.

the guy in black sighed. "i can't kill you." he placed the knife back inside his pocket.

but he pulled out a flower next, and gave it to the scared girl.

the girl didn't dare to annoy him and so, with trembling hands, she grabbed the flower from him and stared at it.

"it's a red salvia." he said and leaned close to her face, looking at her eyes once again, making him remember his mother's corpse back then when he was little.

he then smirked before quickly smashing a window close by and escaping.

on cue, the police officers entered the room to see the horrified girl.

she looked down at the flower in her hand.

a red salvia, which means

forever mine.

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