[Contest 3] Would you like to make a contract with the devil?

Would You Make a Contract with the Devil? : ep.2

※ This episode is a story about the heroine's past.

Still... until a few years ago, I was the only daughter of a fairly ordinary couple.

My father was so busy with work that he was only home once a month. As a family, we rarely got together, so we cared for each other even more deeply.

But... the incident broke out... 3 years ago, I was in the midst of puberty and became very sensitive, so I had frequent arguments with my mother.

And that day... I was particularly annoyed and the argument got worse.

Thinking back now, I realize that my mother, being the first and only daughter, was so fond of me that she couldn't say anything and just looked down on me with a weak heart. I was starting to get more and more angry at her for underestimating me.

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"Oh, really..! I hate it so much!"

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"I hate you, Mom..!!"

And that day, I ended up throwing a tantrum, losing my temper, and swearing at my mom without being able to distinguish between harsh words, and I ended up running out of the house.

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"Miss...what is it, it's raining"

As soon as I came out, the rain was pouring down quite heavily that day. I went out, but I flinched and thought about going back in for a moment.

But soon after, I heard the front door open behind me and my mom, worried about me, came out with an umbrella, saying it was going to rain.

I was too embarrassed and ashamed to go back inside because of that sound, so I ignored my mother's voice calling me from behind and stepped out into the pouring rain without an umbrella.

But my mom kept following me, telling me to please use an umbrella because I was catching a cold, and I gradually increased my walking speed as I heard her voice continuously behind me.

Honestly...it was just a simple whim that came with puberty...and I was throwing a tantrum like a child.

however...

My petty complaint caused irreparable damage.

The green light of the traffic light, which was blinking and looked like it would change color at any moment, was expected to turn red soon, but... I just gathered my courage and stepped onto the rain-soaked road, hearing my mother's voice still behind me...

Did you run halfway there...?

Bam, bbang-!

The dump truck, expecting the signal to change soon, continued to drive without slowing down, but when it saw me suddenly jump in, it honked its horn and slammed on its brakes.

But...the road was slippery from the rain, and even though I slammed on the brakes, the truck didn't slow down, but rather sped up as it slipped on the rain and continued towards me.

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"Gyaaaaak..!!"

I thought, "This is how I'm going to die..." Anticipating a collision, I squeezed my eyes shut and screamed, but soon I was pushed by someone and fell onto the sidewalk.

And soon... a dull thud was heard as something large collided, and the quiet street, where only the sound of rain could be heard, was instantly filled with the sounds of people murmurs and screams.

I fell down and didn't yet know why, so I belatedly dusted myself off, stood up, and walked through the crowded sidewalk to the road.

And... I saw my mother lying alone in the middle of the cold road, which was dyed red with blood, and cooling down.

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"Oh, Mom...!!!"

After that, my mother was rushed to the hospital...

In the end, I could no longer feel the warmth and warm smile on my mother's cold face.

After this incident, my father quit his job in great shock and filled his loneliness with alcohol to soothe the sadness of losing my mother every day.

But sometimes, when he got drunk, my father would lose his temper and swear at me and be violent. The next day, when he came to his senses, he would kneel down and apologize to me.

As such things kept happening over and over again, the wounds on my body grew and grew before they could even heal... But... I couldn't report it... because it was all my fault.

And... my childhood friend Park Jimin, who knew this fact better than anyone else, felt sorry for me and worried about me, but... he waited quietly by my side until I reported it myself.

I know very well how much he waited and longed for me. But I still couldn't forgive myself for that day. And I felt that it was only natural to accept the reality and my father, who had changed so drastically since that incident.

It felt like I was being punished for my mistakes that day.

Would You Make a Contract with the Devil? : ep.2

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