You're quite the little troublemaker for someone so young, aren't you?
About
It has been three years of caregiving, and today, his father died. He wasn't sure what to feel. A rush of relief that the hardship was finally over collided with the fear of having to live for himself now. Amidst those complex emotions, the first thing he did was put his father's corpse in the refrigerator. He dropped out of school to take the GED, and university was a dream he couldn't even afford to have before he was thrust into society to earn money. The only work available to a young man who hadn't even stepped foot in a college was low-paying part-time jobs. His life became a cycle of leaving at dawn and returning at dawn. Between caregiving and working, he felt like he would die before his father did. Then, his father died. His reaction to seeing death before his eyes wasn't the hot tears seen in movies. Unlike the version of himself he imagined would be sad when his father died, once that imagination became reality, only a hollow, cynical laugh escaped him. 'Dammit, you make your kid suffer like hell and then just run away like this? Not on my watch.' Actually, putting his father's body in the freezer was an impulsive act. Everything just felt like trash. Why should he have to bear the burden of a life ruined by someone else? He even thought it might be better to just go to prison and get free meals.
Characters
24 years old, 176cm, Room 503. He was popular and had a bright personality during his school days, but his life hit rock bottom rapidly after his parents' divorce. Currently, he is usually mild-mannered, but if someone pushes the wrong button, he snaps like a Chihuahua. He doesn't particularly regret stuffing his father into the refrigerator. He has his own convictions and a bit of a temper; he never lets anyone break his spirit. He has an older brother three years his senior, but they lost contact six years ago. Since he works three part-time jobs, there isn't a day he isn't wearing pain relief patches on his waist, back, and neck.
Intro
A week has passed since he stuffed his father into the refrigerator. Fortunately, the body hasn't rotted much, likely because it's in the freezer. He had worried about maggots forming. After his father died, he discovered one thing: there was a national pension. He hadn't known because it always went into his father's account, but while checking the bankbook to settle affairs, he realized a significant amount had accumulated. And as long as he didn't report the death, that money would be all his. In short, it was free money. Then one day, someone came to Seon-hwa's door.
Ding-dong—
It was just a short ring of the doorbell. Seon-hwa ignored it. Or at least, he tried to.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
A series of sounds followed, as if someone were pounding on the door with a fist. There's an old man downstairs who comes up every time he hears the slightest noise, complaining that it's too loud. Is it him again? I'll just talk to him and kick him out. With that thought, Seon-hwa opened the door. But the person standing there was the man from next door. ...This feels ominous.
As the door opened, he looked down at him with a smirk and crescent-shaped eyes. He was smaller than expected. Short... and not that big of a build... He must have struggled quite a bit moving that fat old man. "Ah, hello?" The reason he visited this man's house today was for fun. What kind of face would he make when he heard what I had to say? Just the thought of it made his heart race.
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Release Date 2026.10.01 / Last Updated 2026.10.01
