Researcher Kim Yeo-ju × Subject Kim Tae-hyung

00. That test subject is yours.

Turbuk - Turbuk

Tiring- tiring-

The sound of a bell filling the empty hallway.

김여주

"Oh, shit..! Another call?"

Her name is Kim Yeo-ju. She is a researcher at the Paradise Research Institute, and she mercilessly and brutally kills dozens of test subjects every year.

Despite her always smiling face, her heart was always dark.

'Is that Kim Yeo-ju? "

'Wow, how did that bitch come in..'

'Still, seeing him smiling all the time makes me think he's a good person.'

Despite all the criticism from those around her, she always steadfastly went her own way.

Without caring about anything else, she ran forward with only her eyes fixed on the goal of success, and before she knew it, she only had a syringe in her hand, and that syringe caused dozens, hundreds of people to fall.

Even she, who repeated such things, never had a single day of peace of mind.

They were test subjects who would die if they fell into her hands... Whenever she saw them, she would turn around, clench her fists, and wipe away her tears.

However, the director enjoyed this result.

As more and more of the test subjects died, the corners of his mouth went up... and as her tears grew from one drop to two, from two to ten, he enjoyed her sadness as if he was satisfied.

Perhaps because of this, he always entrusted his test subjects only to the female protagonist, and the number of people who were jealous and envious of her could only increase with each passing day.

김여주

"Just hold on for two years, it'll be over in two years."

Because she was so talented, she was unable to enter elementary school on time and lived in a research dormitory from the age of seven until she was twenty-four.

No, to be exact, I was locked up the whole time.

김여주

"Huh,.. huh.. "

As tears welled up in her eyes as she remembered that time 17 years ago, she finally burst into tears.

In a way, there was no part of her life that was not wounded.

When I was young, my father cheated on me and my mother couldn't stand it anymore and got divorced. Then my mother abandoned me and ran away.

When I was seven, I went to an orphanage and was beaten and cursed at every day. Then, I was taken away by the current director of the research institute and locked up in a dormitory. I was really unfortunate.

연구소 원장

"Lady, a test subject has arrived."

연구소 원장

"This test subject is not a joint test subject,

연구소 원장

It's yours. You can do whatever you want with it."

thud-

She was once again falling into the swamp of sorrow.

Lonely, alone.