[Contest 3] Would you like to make a contract with the devil?
Would You Make a Contract with the Devil? : ep1
Early in the morning, I was greeted by the quiet room. The alarm was blaring loudly, and I was irritated. I grimaced, but eventually I opened my heavy eyes, stretched, and got up from my seat.
As soon as I woke up, I saw myself reflected in the large vanity mirror opposite me. Even though I was wearing clothes, I could see the severe bruises and wounds all over my body... A deep sigh welled up from within me.
I went into the shower almost in despair, but my wounds were exposed to the hot water, so they kept stinging throughout the shower, causing more and more pain.
All the scars that remain like scars that I want to erase, all of these were my father's work.
Despite the pain that was coming, I endured it stubbornly, finished my shower, dried my hair, put on a long winter shirt to hide my wounds even in the hot summer, buttoned it all up, and tied my hair neatly.
As I was getting ready, I turned my head to check the time. It was still a little early to leave, but as the time to go to school, one of the times when I could escape the house, approached, my heart grew increasingly anxious.
In the end, even though there was still plenty of time left, I couldn't watch the passing second hand any longer and quickly opened the door and ran out.
As soon as I opened the door, the living room was filled with the pungent smell of alcohol and cigarettes, as if it had been waiting for me to do so. I grimaced and covered my nose with my hand.
My father, who had been so violent towards me yesterday, was sleeping soundly in the middle of the living room. The moment he woke up, I knew he would be in trouble again, unable to go to school, so I quietly walked out of the house as quietly as possible.
이 여주
"Ha, the clear air... I feel like I can finally live a little..."
As soon as I left the stuffy air of the house, which was difficult to breathe, I took a deep breath in the clean, clear air that greeted me and started walking.
I'm sure other people don't understand and think that being at home is more comfortable, but for me, being outside is incomparably more comfortable.
And another reason why it is more comfortable and better to come out,
박 지민
"Hey, this lady is here~"
It was also because I could meet Park Jimin every day.
He has been my friend since childhood and is currently the only child who knows that I am a victim of domestic violence.
So, whenever I'm having a hard time, I receive comfort in various ways, and he's there to support me. Is this the only reason I'm able to endure my father's violence? Is it a bit grandiose to say this?
In any case, he was a great strength to me, and he still is, and that is why I am here today.
박 지민
"Did you come out early today?"
이 여주
"Of course, do you know how stuffy and difficult it is at home?"
Unlike me, who smiled brightly and jokingly as if it were familiar, Park Jimin suddenly grabbed my wrist as if he was getting serious and upset, and then rolled up the sleeves of his shirt.
박 지민
" ...The wounds have gotten worse..."
His expression grew increasingly darker as he silently observed the new wounds on my arm. His expression became increasingly distorted, so I shook off his hand that was still holding my wrist and hastily pulled down my shirt again.
이 여주
"What the heck...?"
박 지민
"Now you've endured enough, my lady."
박 지민
"Can't you just report it?"
박 지민
"I'm sick of just enduring this... and watching."
Park Jimin was talking to me with a serious expression, but I couldn't say anything in return. I pushed his back and changed the topic of conversation, changing the mood that had become a little dark.
이 여주
"Hey, if we keep doing this, we'll be late."
이 여주
"Let's go quickly! "
I couldn't see Jimin's expression because he was pushing me from behind, but I could imagine Jimin sighing without even looking at his expression.
But, I couldn't report it...
The reason my father became like that...was all because of me.
Because I...I...broke up the harmonious daily life of our family...
Would You Make a Contract with the Devil? : ep.1
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