Only blood flowed from my hands.
The secretary's blood on her clothes is cooling down and she's looking at me, but her eyes are unfocused.
It's not closing
I saw a human corpse for the first time
I clung to the wall to get as far away from the corpse as possible.
How far would it be if I moved away from that small room?
The corpse right in front of my nose seemed to be clouding my mind.
I can't forget the secretary's last words: "It's all my fault."
"Mr. Chairman... Mr. Chairman... Someone... is dead... Please... open the door..."
I can't breathe
Are you afraid of being locked in a small, windowless room? Or are you afraid of dead bodies?
It was both
As the fear continued, I felt like I was running out of oxygen.
"Ugh...gasp...ugh...Chairman...Chairman...please...open the door..."
"Huk...gasp...gasp...gulp...gasp...gasp...sob.."
'Oppa...Oppa...Someone died...I killed that person...'
'The old man's eyes are turning bluer and bluer, and he keeps blaming me.'
Knock knock!
"What on earth should I do... What do you want from me..."
"Huk........huh..........huh........."
My eyes are getting dark
dump
slam!
".....eww..."
"Tsk"
Someone hit me in the cheek
When I opened my eyes, I found myself out of that narrow, cramped room.
I think the chairman pulled me out when I collapsed and became quiet.
weird
My body keeps shaking
Even though I have no thoughts, I can't stop shaking.
"this.. "
The chairman bent down, placed his hand on my shoulder, and then fell down.
I couldn't push and scream like before.
I could only keep my eyes closed
The chairman looked at me and patted my head.
I asked the chairman, trembling.
"....Chairman...Secretary...Are you okay...? Are you alive...?"
I asked in denial, but the chairman did not answer.
I believed the message was a lie.
But in that small room, I thought about what had happened with my father.
When you first picked me up, you said I resembled someone...
Could it be that the father really didn't know that the chairman, who everyone knows, had no children?
Is it really true that he didn't put me on the family register because he wanted to leave no trace when he abandoned me?
I wanted to think that everything was a coincidence
My father's expression gave a very firm answer.
"Really... you knew everything... you were using me..."
"Yeah, you're right. You should be grateful that you were able to grow up in our house, even if only for a little while. If it weren't for me, you would have been kicked out and ended up homeless."
"I'll give you a little money when I send you off, so do your best until the end."
"It's really...really disgusting... My father is really...disgusting, I think I'm going to throw up..."
I stared at my father with eyes full of tears until the very end.
Then my father's hand flew towards my face.
match!!!
"Wow..!"
"How dare you do this...!!!"
He stopped himself from hitting me again, sighed deeply, and left.
As I heard the door close and the front door closed, an indescribable emotion came over me.
"AAAAAHH ...
"Ugh...ugh...sob..."
"Why...why...why!!!!!! Why...me!! Why!!!!"
I really don't want to live anymore
Would things be different if my brother were here now?
I took a bottle of wine out of my father's wine fridge in the study.
I found a bottle of medicine and picked up some sleeping pills.
And then I fell into a deep sleep
I wanted to fall into a deep sleep without waking up.