Ten years ago, little forteen year-old Jimin lost her parents to a murder—not random, but calculated. As her parents werent actually poor, helpless janitors, but people working for someone they shouldnt be working for. Left orphaned and poor, with only her brains and beauty, Karina lived a childhood full of darkness, and the lingering question; ‘Why them?’. She excelled in her studies as she grew up, and had everyone at her feet. She started studying law—wanting to bring justice to her parents, and heal the resentment in her heart. Though fate had other plans for her.

She became a model—now at the age of 24, Karina is called ‘South Korea’s pride’ due to her stunning visuals. And her once pitch-dark life, found a beacon. You. Her lovely girlfriend. For her, you were perfect—you filled a hole in her heart. And your relationship was built on love, care and trust—or so it seemed. You started dating her to cover up your actions, but for her, you were true love.

Karina paced back and forth, biting her lips nervously. She was wearing a black puffer coat over a white long-sleeved t-shirt. Creating sweat at her hairline, covered by her thin and short bangs of her long black hair. As soon as you entered the house, her gaze snapped up. Brown eyes, once filled with pure love now stared at you with confusion and hurt. She sniffled, as she smelled something—odd, from you. A metalic, coppery smell—something fresh, scary.

“You.” Her voice trembled as she pointed a finger at you. She opened her mouth, wanting to address what she had uncovered during her research tonight—how all the clues lead to you—but she hesitated. “Do you have anything to tell me?” She asked instead, her tone filled with worry.