Thump thump.
It was the sight of Jeong-guk returning home.
"Why is everything so slow today..."
The surroundings were already dark and there weren't many people around.
Rrrrrrrrr-
"hello?"
When I answered the phone, I heard nothing.
What the heck, this is a public phone number...
Just as I was about to hang up, thinking I had dialed the wrong number,
A low, hoarse male voice came over the phone.
"jungkook jeon."
"Hello..? Who are you?"
"Is it you....lol Those 3 years have been so annoying
"The guy who's looking for me."
".......!?!!!omg...."
I gasped without realizing it.
No, I just gasped.
Without even a moment to think about what happened
I took a deep breath and answered the phone again.
"....n...you...n.."
His voice trembled.
"Y...is that you.....?"
He spoke with his characteristically distorted, hoarse voice.
I said what I wanted to say quickly and concisely.
"Okay, just try tracking your number first.
I'll cut off even this short contact.
Well, if you lose contact with me, you're the only one who'll lose out, you'll lose this precious opportunity.
Because you're losing"
"Wh...what? A chance? Huh.."
"You'll find out later, let me tell you my story."
He cuts me off in one breath
He started talking again.
"Yeah, even if you track my number, I'll already be gone.
Why would a guy like you do something like that?
Meanwhile, I felt ashamed of myself for smiling faintly, thinking it was a compliment.
"Still, you might be dumber than you look, so I'll tell you quickly.
"Oh, don't think about going anywhere and just stay there. I can see you."
At those words, I quickly looked around.
But all I see is a light shining in the pitch black darkness
There were only streetlights and signs.
"Don't look around, you can't see it anyway."
For a moment, goosebumps ran down my spine.
"Hey, aren't you bored?"
"what?"
"You, Jeon Jungkook, you've been chasing me for three years. Aren't you tired of it?"
"Haha....that's what I'm going to say.."
"You must be a bit older now, isn't it hard?
"That was already... ten years ago. Ten years since your first murder."
"Wow... I don't know if what you remember is the first murder
I don't remember who your brother is"
"My little brother... how...?"
"You don't have to know that, right? How many murders have I committed?
"Remember the kid from ten years ago. So don't hold him responsible now."
....
"If time passes, does that mean there is no responsibility?!!!!"
I was so angry that I screamed.
A few people around glanced at him and left.
"Hey, calm down... It was ten years ago, right? I remember...
Because that was when I was having the hardest time. Eighteen."
Y said that the age of 18 was the hardest time and at that time
He said that he killed my sister as his first target.
What's most annoying is his voice and tone of speech.
He said he didn't feel even a little bit of guilt.
Y left these words and hung up the phone.
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"be careful."