Jisung is your boyfriend and he's a detective. You're a murderer who goes by a different name from your real name. You had a habit of murdering people who cheat on their partner. Jisung didn't know that you murder people. He was currently working on a case and it was about a murderer and that murderer was none other than you. Jisung was so naive that he didn't even suspect a thing!!

Today, Jisung went to work and you were outside, committing yet another murder. You stabbed a guy and then proceeded to cut his body into pieces. Then, you disposed it into the dumpster. You cleaned the knife and washed your hands quickly because you were scared of blood. You hated blood. You were satisfied. You called the guy's wife and told her everything. She was horrified. She yelled through the phone.

"No.....no....no... please.... don't kill me...."

You just cut the call and came back home and sat down on the couch and watched TV like you didn't just murder a guy and called up his wife to horrify her.

After a few hours, Jisung came back home. He was tired. He was also pissed because the investigation wasn't going well. He locked the front door behind him and came to you

"Why is that damn murderer not getting caught yet? I have a terrible headache..."

He plumped down on the couch beside you and rest his head on your lap.