Escape from the Mental Hospital: "Naejun Kim & You"

#9 (Swimming's Past 2)

I'm sorry I couldn't protect you...

So I cried for a long time.

I felt sorry for my sister, hatred for them, and guilt for not knowing them.

So I collapsed from exhaustion.

He was discovered by his father who stopped by the house for a moment and was taken to the hospital.

When I came to my senses three days later, my eyes were... as if they were empty.

Two weeks passed by in the hospital without any intention or thought.

My father decided to discharge me now that I looked okay.

When my father held my hand tightly and said goodbye to me

The nurses and doctors became anxious and ran to a hospital room.

As I watched the medical staff heading towards my mother's hospital room, my father held my hand tightly with an ominous feeling.

I ran to my mother's hospital room with a shaky but quick step.

Until then, I still hadn't come to my senses and just followed my dad, who was running while holding my hand tightly.

As the saying goes, ominous feelings are never wrong. Dad's ominous feeling was right.

The doctor was placing the defibrillator on my mother's chest.

After a few repetitions, a very long, continuous beep was heard.

For a moment, I couldn't hear anything, only a loud beeping sound and nothing visible.

All I could see was my mother disappearing into the white blanket.

And my eyes, which had been showing no reaction or anything to that constant, long sound, began to shake more and more violently.

After the doctor's final death diagnosis, everyone went out and left the room.

Tears began to fall from my father's and my eyes, drop by drop.

Dad's legs began to tremble slightly, and he finally collapsed.

And then he started making strange noises, either because he was holding back his tears or because he was crying a lot.

I also covered my mouth and cried along with them.

And then I slowly approached my mother and hugged her.

Despite being covered with a thin blanket, there was no warmth left. There was only a chill, a chill that was slowly fading away.

As if warmth had turned to cold, I too grew colder with the deaths of my sister and mother.

(Inside the funeral home)

I decided to hold my mother and sister's funerals at the same time.

Still, there were few people coming.

A large man in a black suit and someone who said he was representing his relatives and handed over a large envelope of money...

And there was a girl who went to the same school and was my friend, but her face was vaguely recognizable.

I was moving listlessly like a machine, but for the first time, I wanted to open my mouth and ask...

You also helped kill your sister, so how dare you come here?

But on the other hand, I was curious as to why you came, but I was also grateful that you came.

Because not even my friends came...

That was when...

A small-looking old man approached me from among the large group of men in black suits.

Then he asked me if he could hold my hand... just once.

I just stayed still.

Then the man took my hand firmly but gently.

My father... made an indescribable expression as he looked at me like that.

The man must have sensed my father's gaze as he let go of my hand and took a paper bag from the man behind him and handed it to me.

Then he said, "I'm sorry, I have nothing else to say or give you..." and turned around and left.

I just held the paper bag tightly.

For some reason, the texture of that paper bag brought me to my senses.

My eyes began to focus again.

I looked at the man's back and he looked back one last time.

Tears flowed from my eyes again against my will.

My vision became blurred as tears covered my eyes. When I wiped my tears and looked again, the man had disappeared.

I stood there for a moment and then started eating the soup that was on the table like crazy.

I was thinking about just dying, but it felt so... so impossible to die like this.

I ate rice and soup like crazy and decided that since I was going to die anyway, I should do something to kill myself.

And for a split second, my eyes lit up.

It will be crushed very cruelly.

As if you were crushing me... my sister... my family...

After the funeral

After my father told me a lot of things, he asked me.

I am not your biological father, but I love you and your wife very much and I am very sad, but I cannot handle you.

Since you can't handle me, I'll also have to report my death and use the insurance money to live on...

I didn't want any more separations and shook my head.

But my dad smiled sadly at my answer, stroked my head, and said, "I love you, Suyeong."

A feeling of anxiety came over me.

I went into the room but I was too scared to sleep.

At that time, my dad asked me if I could stay home because he was going out to buy alcohol.

I shook my head again vigorously.

But my dad said he couldn't stand it if he didn't drink, and I became even more scared, so I had no choice but to let him go.

Dad said he would go and come back quickly and left the house.

And then my dad got hit by a car in a car accident and never made it back home. I was half out of my mind at that time.

But I didn't try to die.

When I die, there will be no one to remember them... no one to know why they died...

I decided to seek revenge again.

I decided to tear him to pieces and kill him in the most painful way possible.

After I reported my father's death and received the insurance money, I didn't hold a funeral for him.

Then I remembered the paper envelope and opened it. It contained a letter and an inheritance certificate.

'By the time you see this letter, I, your biological father, will be dead...'

....Now there really is no one left by my side.

And then I read through the entire legacy

There was something that stood out.

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"hospital..?"

The inheritance list included an island owned by my father, and it also said that there was an unused hospital building on it.

I had a crazy thought.. I had nothing left to lose and nothing to fear.. so I slowly put that thought into action.

As I was looking through my father's envelope, I saw a phone number written inside to call him if needed.

I dialed the number and made a call.

Less than 30 seconds after I picked up the phone, a man with a deep, low voice answered my call.

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"Are you Park Soo-young?"

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"yes...."

아저씨

"My brother said to follow whatever you say unconditionally. What do you need?"

수영

"I... can I get a new one too?"

아저씨

"Yes, it is possible."

수영

"Then, could you please look up the personal information of Park Jimin and Min Yoongi from BTS High School?"

아저씨

"Yes, I'll send it to you by courier tomorrow morning. Any other instructions?"

수영

"Um... Oh! Could the Bangtan High School student who came to pay his respects be included? I don't remember his name..."

아저씨

"It's okay. It's possible."

수영

"And lastly, please also look into what my sister's year was like.."

아저씨

"all right."

수영

"thank you..."

Then I hung up the phone.

And then I looked up laws against school violence.

But no matter how much I looked into it, it was not a sufficient punishment for the lives of my family who died.

The day dawned like that and around lunchtime the doorbell rang.

I glanced at the intercom screen and then opened the door.

He was wearing a hat pulled down low and a mask. I flinched for a moment.

The delivery man handed me the box and left.

I quickly ripped off the tape and opened the box. Inside were five brown paper bags.

I opened them one by one. One envelope contained information about my sister's class and her teachers.

When I finished reading all the papers in the envelope, tears welled up in my eyes.

But I didn't drop any except for one drop.

My sister... my family... my anger and hatred toward those who made this happen was greater than my sadness...

Then I changed my plans.

Since Jimin and Yoongi were both from wealthy families, I revised my plan to make it even more risky and elaborate.

Then the phone rang.

To be continued in the next episode....

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We didn't talk much today, did we? It just happened...

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Episode 10 will be up tomorrow!

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Well then, bye!!