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Seoul Detention Centre

I curled up into a ball as I spat out incoherent words due to the nightmare that has been constantly replaying in my head.

It was that one horrible night from 8 years ago...

It's haunting me, again.

Seoul, South Korea

Today is finally Jinyoung's birthday! If you're wondering who Jinyoung is, he is my bestest friend in the whole wide world! We have been friends ever since we were diapers, along with my twin sister Eunbi. It has always been just the three of us. Bae Jinyoung, Jeon Eunbi and me, Jeon Eunbyul.

We were all currently waiting for Eunbi to come out of her room so that we could cut Jinyoung's birthday cake together, but she didn't show even after a few minutes later.

I couldn't help but shift in my seat impatiently as I let out a huff. " I think I'll go and check on her," I told Jinyoung's father and stood up from my seat before heading to the second level where our rooms were.

If you're wondering where my parents are, they actually died in a car crash when I was a year old, leaving me with Eunbi and our older brother, Jeon Woong. Woong isn't the talkative type and would come off cold to certain people, but he is actually a really kind, sweet and overprotective brother who takes care of us silently.

Thankfully, Jinyoung's father took us in and taught Woong how to manage our company because he wants to merge the BAE and JEON company together when we are older so that he can look after us easier.

" Hello? Eunbi you in there?" I knocked on the door.

There was no answer.

" That's weird... Is she in my room?" I mumbled to myself and headed to my room to find Jinyoung's mother lying on the floor in a pool of blood.

" B⎯⎯⎯ Blood." I stuttered in shock as I picked up the knife that was beside her.

That's when I heard a shout from outside and before I knew it, everyone came barging into the room with a shock and scared look on their faces.

" By⎯⎯⎯ Byul?" Jinyoung was on the verge of tears as he called my name.

That's when I realised what's happening.

I was holding a bloody knife beside her dead body.

B⎯⎯⎯ But it wasn't me. I didn't do it.

" I⎯⎯⎯ I didn't do it. I'm innocent!" I cried as I looked at them with teary eyes. " I didn't do it. I'm not a murderer."

As if on cue, the sirens from a police car could be heard from outside as I started panicking.

" I don't want to go to jail!" I screamed as tears flowed down my eyes while I looked at everyone's eyes that were filled with fear, of me.

" It has been reported that there is a murderer among someone here?" The policeman asked the moment he stepped foot into the room.

" No one called the cops." Jinyoung's father said which caused the policeman to turn to Eunbi who seemed a little too frightened by what was happening. " She did."

M⎯⎯⎯My own sister called the cops on me?

" She is the one who killed her. It was her!" Eunbi pointed at me as she stared at me with bloodshot eyes. " She's the culprit."

" I believe that you are the culprit of this?" He asked while walking towards me. I wanted to fight for myself but no words could come out from my mouth.

Jinyoung's father seemed as if he wanted to clarify something when Woong stepped forward and pulled me behind him.

" She didn't do it. You can't take her away. She can't be the one who did it because she was with me." Woong raised his voice at the policeman who tried to take me away.

" I'm sorry sir, but she will have to come to the police station with me to clarify what has happened." The policeman continued.

" She's just a child!" Woong was furious and I know that he would do anything to make me stay but I can't let him protect me like this because I don't want anything to happen to him.

" O⎯⎯⎯ Oppa," I whispered as I held his arm tightly. " I love you." I gave him one last hug before going to the police's side.

I took a quick glance at Jinyoung who glared at me with so much hatred in his eyes.

" My mother's necklace is gone. Did you take it just so that you can hide the evidence that you killed her? That necklace is a puzzle piece that only I could complete! Where is it? Tell me!" He shouted, looking like a mad man.

" I didn't take it Jinyoung. I didn't kill your mother." I tried to touch him yet he flinched immediately.

" Don't touch me, you murderer. I hate you, I hate you Jeon Eunbyul." He spat before storming out of the room.

Before I could react, the policeman started dragging me out of the house with Woong and Jinyoung's father running from behind.

" You can't take her⎯⎯⎯"

" Sir please cooperate with us." Another policeman held Woong in place so that he couldn't stop me from leaving.

Unexpectedly, Jinyoung's father walked towards me and engulfed me in a big hug. " Don't you hate me? Aren't you angry that I killed your wife?" I asked with a shaky voice.

" I don't hate you because I know that you're not the one who did it." That was the last thing he could say before I got pushed into the car.

I was a crying mess, unable to process anything that was happening.

Will I be locked in prison forever? For something that I was framed for?


I have been stuck here for 8 years and yet I still couldn't understand who would do such a thing like this to frame me.

What have I ever done that was so wrong? Did I offend anyone?

Everyone else thinks that I'm a monster who murdered my friend's mother.

Now the only ones that I have by my side are Woong and Jinyoung's father. I don't know why but they just seemed really convinced that I wasn't the one who did it. Maybe they are the only ones who truly love me. Not Jinyoung, not Eunbi, just them.

Every day, I try to think of all sorts of reasons to convince myself that this is just my fate and I was meant to be locked up in this cell, but I just can't seem to find a good reason as to why I should conceive defeat.

Because I know that⎯⎯⎯ that

I wasn't the culprit.

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