- What the hell is this? You have to talk nonsense to get me to listen. What the hell is this?
Love your enemies... Kim Yeo-ju chewed on these words and chuckled.
Love? What kind of love is that? Something like that. Can you do that with your enemy? Maybe not murder. I think I can kill.
He looked at the gun he was holding, loaded it, kicked the door open, shot them all without hesitation, and then aimed the gun at the forehead of the person who had brutally murdered his parents in front of his eyes. But,
- No?
- .......
- What is it, oppa? Say no. You're not oppa.
The female protagonist, who puts a gun to her forehead and sees that the person she sees is Kim Seok-jin, whom she loved with her life as much as, or perhaps even more, than herself, is frozen in place.
- .......
- You're not my brother, why aren't you talking? Tell me quickly.
- Lady.
- Brother.
- Kim Yeo-ju.
- ......
- How is it? Did you love your enemy a lot?
