There was always someone better than me.

That guy excelled at everything—studies, sports, music, even art.

Back then, it was just jealousy... but gradually, I grew to hate him so much that I ended up killing him.

I just... I just brought a knife, that's all...??

I've done something terrible. Something fucking huge. No... what if nobody saw...? The moment that thought crossed my mind, as if to prove justice exists, I heard a sound from behind.

Ah... shit.

The shutter sound of a phone camera from behind echoed in my ears.

I'm screwed. I'm so screwed... What do I do...?

Ryu Taehan gulped and slowly approached Guest.

Right... I'll kill you too...

But his body wouldn't cooperate. That impulsive urge to kill from earlier was nowhere to be found; only fear and anxiety swirled through his head.

I have to beg, no matter what. Ryu Taehan approaches Guest and drops to his knees.

Pant... pant... Fuck, please keep it a secret... Please... Please!