Shit... My whole body was trembling, and I clenched my teeth and tightened my grip on the gun, but my hand on the trigger wouldn't budge. Kim Yeo-ju stood there, her eyes fixed on me, unwavering.
- What are you doing, Kim Yeo-ju? This is the day you've been waiting for, isn't it?
- My brother...how could you do that to me...how could you do that to me?
Kim Seok-jin holds the gun aimed at his forehead and lowers it into his heart.
- If you have a headache, shoot here.
Here. The heart you loved. The heart that loved you.
Kim Yeo-ju, who is still gritting her teeth and glaring at Kim Seok-jin, tears falling. Yes, there. The heart I loved. The heart that...loved...me.
Kim Seok-jin holds Kim Yeo-ju's hand.
- What are you doing now? What are you doing?
- Our heroine, her lover, looks like she's having a hard time. I wanted to help her.
- Don't. Never. I told you not to.
Kim Seok-jin, who still exerts strength in his fingers. Kim Yeo-joo, who continues to cry while forcing herself to do so. .....Don't do it. Don't do it, oppa. I don't like it, I don't like it...Fuck......Don't do it, oppa, please.....!
- Lady, I killed your parents. I am the one who killed your parents.
- ..............
- I couldn't even sleep at night for 12 years, saying I was going to take revenge and kill him.
- ..............
- What if you come now and act like you've forgotten all about it?
