I paced around my apartment as Jiwoo kept talking about how she wanted to murder father's killer, I thought she was INSANE for thinking that but deep down I wanted too aswell.

"Yah! Jiwoo, just stop already." I shouted while swatting my hand in the air towards her.

"Myeong..how can I stop?! Father's killer is running free, I can't just let him run."

Letting a sigh escape my mouth I sat next to her putting my hand on her back, I try to comfort her but all she did was walk to her room.

I thought of the man that was there during dads funeral, Choi Mujin, maybe he could help us? He did seem kind of sketchy at the funeral but he was dads friend or somewhat brother of a friend.

Analyzing the room I stood up with my hands in my pocket and walked to my room planing for what to do tomorrow.

~

"This is my dads killer, please find him."

Jiwoo had spoken before me when she handed him a piece of paper of a shot of the murderer.

"You said he was your more trusted friend and brother, right?"

"If I find him?" Mujin spoke.

"I'll kill him myself."

Jiwoo had straightened her posture to show dominance, Mujin had looked down leaning forward.

"If you kill him..." There was a bit of a pause, "Do you know what it's like to jill someone?"

That's when he had stood up, Jiwoo had no idea what it was like. Mujin walked over towards Jiwoo taking her wrist and holding out a knife forcing her to hold it.

"Stab me."

Like she would do that, he then forced her forward as she stepped back.

"Think of me as the killer and stab me."

She tried pulling away as he kept pulling her in with the knife, I was getting annoyed at this point.

"Stab me."

"Stab. Me." Mujin spoke again.

"Stab me!"

Jiwoo had backed away standing beside me, Mujin yanked the knife and smacked her in the face.

"Ayah!" I shouted, "What the hell do you think you're doing?!" I shouted again helping Jiwoo up.

"Get them out of here."

Jiwoo grabbed her box and the piece of paper as we were dragged out of the room, we walked on the rest of the way home.

What a fucking asshole he was, huge help.

~

Sitting on the couch at home watching tv was relaxing before we heard a knock on the door, I instantly shut the tv off in a fright.

Jiwoo had gotten up to check the wracket, I stood behind her as the knocking turned into a loud banging sound, peeping through the peep hole she described the person as the clothes of dads killer.

My eyes widened as I looked, I shushed her as he walked away.

"Shh..it's okay, it's okay. He's gone."

I saw the terror in her eyes as I went to go hug her.

Beside from that I went out to hang up notices of the clothed murderer outside, I needed to know if anyone had recognized him or at-least seen him around.

Going around asking people to take papers and letting me hang them up made me feel warm that they actually wanted to at-least help me and my sister.

~

Couple hours later into the night I got a random phone call, I yelled for Jiwoo to come into my room and alerted what I was doing.

I answered the phone.

"I know this asshole. Bring the money and I'll text you the location." That's when he hung up, I later got a text.

"Are you sure about this?"

"Yes."

Running to a nearby drawer I looked for at least 5 million won, Jiwoo had brought her pocket knife just in case.

We both got dressed in clothes that didn't reveal what we had looked like, Jiwoo nodded her head at me as we put our shoes on and walked out.

We appeared in the location noticing people near a car.

"Who is he?" I began.

"I'll tell you if you show me the money." He shouted, "You need to pay me first."

I grunted as I held out the bag of money in front of him.

As he was reaching for it I yanked it behind me, I stared him in the eyes.

"Tell me. Who he is first."

They all started to laugh thinking this was a joke, I held Jiwoo close to me.

"That assholes initials are G.R." He replied walking closer to me, "Grim Reaper."

"Myeong.." Jiwoo whispered.

Before I knew I felt the bag tug away from me, someone from the back of me had took it.

"He's the Grim Reaper, here to kill you!" They laughed.

They started tossing around the money while me and Jiwoo tried getting it back as we were shoved around into a wall.

"It's really 5 million won."

"Shit." I heard a chuckle.

"Hey! We kill people for 1 million won, for 5 million we'll even preserve the body parts if you want." One teased.

Jiwoo started to punch as I did the same with kicking, who do these cowards think they are?

I was getting tossed around as Jiwoo's mask was knocked off, I was held back when mine was tossed.

"Ah..they're girls!"

"Jesus they're fucking hot."

I felt like I was gonna vomit when I was pushed to the ground, I felt a tug on myself when I passed out.

Jiwoo had passed out after me.

~

I appeared in a back seat of the car, Jiwoo was no where in the car. What if she died? I was tied up and blind folded, my screams were muffled when I began to see again.

A slap appeared on my face.

And boom, we were crashed into.

"Shit! pretend you're hurt."

"That fucking bastard."

Hearing muffled screaming and banging from the trunk I figured it was Jiwoo, so started to scream for help as well.

Two men came out attacking the guys, I was brought out of the car as Jiwoo was almost attacking someone, someone who looked like...Choi Mujin?

~

We were brought to a large bridge near a lake.

"If you girls want to die, there are better ways."

"It's none of your business." Jiwoo replied looking at him.

Mujin took another huff of his cigarette before looking back at Jiwoo.

"Did you catch our dad's killer?"

He huffed out his smoke.

"I guess not."

"Stop acting out and stay low." He made eye contact with me too.

"Unless you want to die in the streets."

I would rather die on the streets looking like a coward than to not try and give our father justice.

"So how..how can I or we live like nothing had just happened to our father?!" I shout out of anger.

"Must you both get revenge?" Mujin sighed turning his body towards us," If you are really determined to find and kill him...you must be someone capable to kill others."