Several police cars follow behind a flashy pink motorcycle making a loud "Vroom!" sound. As for the owner of the pink motorcycle, they say that if a Korean police officer comes across a case named after him, they start by clutching their heads. Why, you ask?
He is the pink cat killer that no one has been able to catch for five years.
His stage name is Kitty Gang
No one knows his real name. Nor what he does.
His belongings are all pink, pink—his gun and knife are pink, including the one with the Kitty sticker in the middle. Even his hair is pink.
If you see him, don't even think about running away from the spot; he'll kill you even more brutally. Just curse yourself for coming out at that time and close your eyes. That might make things a little better.
Now, I will tell you the story of a girl who got involved with the Kitty Gang.
The girl's name is Lee Yeo-ju, and she is eighteen years old. She temporarily dropped out of high school due to bullying, and of course, she is studying through private tutoring instead.
Oh, how do you know that well?
I'm that girl, you fucking bastard. I'm Lee Yeo-ju, the girl entangled with that crazy pink cat-human.
Back then, because of the bullying, I didn't even report the violence and just dropped out of school. Of course, I'm still getting messages from the perpetrators every single day, though haha...
My mom said that even if I dropped out of school, I couldn't give up on studying, so I did tutoring.
I, too, had the mindset of succeeding even if it meant taking tutoring, so it wasn't bad, and so I applied.
On the day of the tutoring session, the teacher who showed up was truly childlike. Cute, and of course, her speech and actions were those of a naive baby; a teacher who was good at studying, of course, and good-looking too.
As soon as I saw that teacher, the bells of angels rang in my head, thinking, "This man is mine, fuck."
Even though I showered, cleaned my room, and put on makeup two hours before the class, they still didn't fall for me. Is this basically saying they don't accept minors? What is this?
The teacher's name is Park Jimin.
Even the name feels like mine. I was all sparkling and trying my best to charm him, but pickup—☆ success? What success? It went the other way around.
I tutored that teacher for a whole year, and there were a few suspicious things. The fact that he has a small Kitty tattoo on the back of his neck, and the smell of blood coming from behind the baby powder. Doesn't that sound suspicious?
So I asked him in a slightly twisted way.
Do you watch the news, Teacher?
"News? Don't report it, why do you want that?"
I watched the news today, and there was a report about Kitty... what was it again? Haha..."
"Ah~ haha, I see. What about that news?"
"Teacher, you're Kitty Gang, right?"
"Hmm... Question: Am I a Kitty Gang member? Or am I not?"
"You are definitely a Kitty Gang member."
"Then, the second question: Should I save you or kill you?"
"Hmm, the Mr. Park Jimin I know saves me. Of course, Kitty Gang saves me too, because they find me interesting."
"You were a bold young lady?"
"Then did you fall for him? That would be nice."
"I think I might be a little smitten?"
