I was born with a silver spooned and my family named me ‘Choi Tae Hyeon’. I was the eldest among my three siblings and my family expected a lot from me. And because of that expectation, I was raised to learn etiquettes and mannerism a Choi Family should have. I don’t know when it started. The feeling of longing for someone whom I shouldn’t be with. Going crazy and being tortured with uneasiness when you can’t see her. At first, it’s just purely curiosity. Nothing else attached. Before we met, I was in the US that time. I got a call from my junior high school classmates that my best friend whom I treated as a real brother, suddenly died and got murdered. I was in deep shocked. There are so many bad guys out there but why did it happened on an innocent guy who can’t even kill a bug. Hearing the saddened news, I set aside my university and instantly went back to Korea. After the plane landed, I headed directly to the funeral where he currently resided. I wanted to cry yet tears won’t come out. I wanted to let out a despaired shout yet my mouth seemed to be blocked. I can’t do anything. I slowly entered the room and just blankly stared at his smiling picture on top of his coffin. Her mother and father slowly approached me yet I can’t utter a single word in front of them. I felt responsible. I shouldn’t have left the country. You tried to stop me yet I left without even bidding farewell. And after a few years, I didn’t expect that our first reunion would be like this. Him in front me whom lying down comfortably as his smiling portrait tortures my conscience. Why did it come to this? His parents kept on talking in front me yet despite them talking, I can’t hear anything. I felt hypnotized while staring at his smiling picture. I slowly approached his coffin and as I looked as his face, tears started falling and little I knew, I bursted out crying. His parents comforted me as they also cry while having me in their warm shoulder. Yet the comfort that I should feel instantly turned into burden and guilt. Why am I having these kinds of thought? I felt responsible for his death. Is this the guilt of leaving without saying anything? What should I do now? His parents offered me a seat and started talking about everything that happened without me even asking. And after hours of listening, I instantly made up my mind. I can’t do anything else for you but to at least catch the one who did this to you. And to start that, I need to approach her. Yes, her. The one whom I shouldn’t have approached. The instances back then brainwashed me into thinking that she could have lied about her suffering. I don’t really have a choice back then but to convince myself that she is the murderer. To desperately lessen the guilt that I feel, I got no other choice. After the cremation of my best friend, I hired a private investigator and asked him every single information about that girl. What does she do in her free time? Where does she eat? What time? With whom? I squeezed out every bits of information I can get. And from what I got, I started stalking the place where she always visits and familiar myself about that place. If I want this to be perfect, there should be no loopholes and problems that may arise. I spent a day of familiarizing myself and after that day, we finally met. As I sat inside the café, I saw her figure slowly approaching my direction. What should I do? Should I talk to her? I already planned everything yet I blanked out at that time. As she approached the café, I feel rushed so I instantly dashed towards the door and exited before her. I gently dropped my wallet and walked away like nothing happened. And just as expected, she picked up my wallet and blankly stared at it when she entered the café. I don’t want to be spotted so I went to the restaurant opposite of the café and plainly watched at her from afar. Later that night, I also received her phone call and we planned to meet up day after. I don’t know what happened to me but I found myself stupid as I teased her on the phone for the first time. I felt defeated the moment I did that but her reaction was totally unexpected to what I was expecting. My first impression of her is just normal. She looked mild and gentle yet those eyes of her felt like it’s hiding something. She’s hardworking and normal just like any career woman out there but she somehow gave off a weird posture and aura that arose suspicious. This is the exact reason why I also let my guard up. The day after, I arrived at the café earlier than her but purposely made her wait for me. I don’t know why I did that but probably it’s kind of a soft revenge. I was at the opposite restaurant and soon after I saw her together with a female friend talking in front of the café. Looking at the expression of their faces, their conversation seemed serious. After a while, the female friend instantly left and she entered the café. And just what I planned, I purposely let her wait for a few minutes before I show myself. As I enter the café, I instantly saw her yet I gave a bright smile as I acted like I’m looking for her. I slowly approached to where she seated and asked her if she’s the one whom I talked to last night. She felt surprised when she reacted and stood up from her seating as she introduced herself. I don’t know why but I gave a smile as I find her reaction cute at that time. I sit opposite to her and I blankly stared at her. Seeing her closely, she seemed timid and sloppy. I started wondering how did she got involved in my friend’s case. The atmosphere slowly turned heavy in awkwardness. I broke the ice by teasing her, ‘It’s kind of awkward, right? Sorry for the inconvenience’. She answered me with a flustered expression as her face turned red. I suddenly felt comfort from her words and just sneered at her. I was dumbfounded as I saw her placing all the items from her bag on the table. This woman is quite courageous that I thought. Aren’t she embarrassed letting me see her items like this? I even saw a feminine wash and a napkin pad. I looked at her desperate expression and brushed of a silent laugh as she searched thoroughly on her bag. After the wide search, she instantly handed over my wallet and invited her to a meal as a gratitude for picking up my wallet, just like what I initially planned. As we were preparing to head out, she started putting all of her things back from his bag. From all of the items laid on the table, a certain bottle piqued my curiosity. I grabbed the bottle and as I mindlessly asked her about it, she instantly covered her face in embarrassment. She went silent and didn’t respond. Little by little the strange liquid inside the bottle started to look familiar. I often visited bars at States so I’m really familiar with this liquid. It felt hilarious as someone like her had this kind of thing. Is she planning to use this on me? Is this how she seduced my friend? I gently brushed of a smile as I looked at her and said, ‘I didn’t think that you’re this type of woman, Ji Yeon-ssi’. I don’t know what but I’m super entertained at that time. I really find it even more hilarious as she started exposing her friend towards me. She honestly replied to what I asked. She even raised her voice denying that the bottle wasn’t hers. It’s really hilarious that made me chuckled in silence. I don’t know why but teasing her at that time seemed like the best option to make. I teased her and even said some cheesy lines that made her even more embarrassed. Despite that, we left the café and bid our farewell on each other. I don’t know when did I lowered my guard down but I instantly snapped out of my senses as she started doubting herself. I looked at her worried expression and couldn’t stop myself from comforting her. The sweet lies that I initially planning to say became true and legit words as I told him those words. It was sad. The look on her face at that time was lonely. Just like the expression I had when I went to the US for the first time. It was similar to that. At that time, I unconsciously saw my past self in her. We bid our goodbyes and I directly went back to my house. I sat down on the couch and sighed heavily in disappointment. In that wide living room, nothing but silence and darkness was in there. I looked up at the ceiling and mumbled, ‘What am I doing? When did the villain acted like a victim?’. I closed my eyes and thought about what happened. My plan was to let her remember and pay heavily for the crime she committed yet what did I do? I just sat there, laughed and giggled as I saw her flustered embarrassing expressions. So stupid. I should stay vigilant of her. I shouldn’t do this. Even though she’s comfortable to be around, she’s still the one who murdered Jae Seung. A murderer can’t show an expression like that very naturally. It’s probably her mask that she always wears when in public. I should be wary when I’m around her. I shouldn’t let my guard down. Later that night, I called her and gave some sweet words. I even said a creepy line that most stalkers would say. That should be what I’m doing. I don’t have any time to pity a murderer who lost her memories. The next time I saw her, I will properly handle this matter. The next day, I went to her favorite restaurant and saw her there eating alone. Just like what I pledged last night, a chance came by for me to settle to score with her. This time, I should properly do what I should do. I fixed my expression and sat down opposite to her. Upon sitting, I looked at her face and suddenly feel what I felt yesterday. It shouldn’t be like this. There’s no time to pity yet my words seemed different to what I’m acting. It’s really disappointing. Little by little I felt comfortable sitting in front of her. I don’t know what I’m feeling but I started feeling embarrassed by the time we were eating in complete silence. The silence was then broken by her sudden comment. ‘It’s so hot, isn’t it?’ she suddenly said. Her sudden comment was so strange as the weather right now is super cold. She did that probably to break the ice around. But why is she red? Is she sick? Does she have colds? I unconsciously reached out my hand towards her face. As I snapped out, I immediately retreated my hand and as I don’t know what to say, lying is the only option. We finished our meal in awkwardly and bid farewell as we went out of the restaurant. While she walked away, I blankly followed her with my eyes with no emotions on my face as I started contemplating. What witchery did this woman did to me? Why am I suddenly being concerned with her? Is it pity? But how can I pity a murderer? On top of that, she’s the one who killed Jae Seung. What the heck am I doing? I planned everything yet why am I feeling such emotions? Just why? As I walked around, I began finding a solution to what is happening. What is this strange feeling that was stirring my emotions? At that time, I was focused on only that that’s why I decided to confirm it that night