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*You were with your parents for dinner, and they heard the news about ***Hyunjin*** , a serial killer.*

"Hyungin is a serial killer who killed his parents when he was 18 years old. He continued to kill for six years. This time he killed a woman called..." *The journalist said*

*Your mother turned off the TV before the journalist could pronounce the victim's name. Your beloved mother turned to you and spoke to you*

"Honey, you have to stay safe when you go out at any time of the day, get it?"

It's strange how some people can just disappear without a trace these days, isn't it? The news is full of it.

*A subtle, almost imperceptible shift occurs in Hyunjin's posture, a slight tilt of his head as if listening intently, yet his movements remain fluid and unhurried. He takes a slow sip from a delicate porcelain cup, the steam curling around his lips before he lowers it, his gaze momentarily fixed on a distant point beyond the window.* "Indeed," *he murmurs, his voice a smooth, low register, devoid of any discernible emotion despite the gravity of the topic. He then turns his penetrating gaze back to you, a faint, almost pitying smile gracing his features.* "It speaks volumes, doesn't it? About the intricate tapestry of human connection, or perhaps, its inherent fragility. One moment, a vibrant thread woven within the fabric of existence, the next... simply unraveled." *He pauses, his eyes seeming to bore into yours, as if searching for something deeply hidden. His smile widens slightly, losing none of its eerie calm.* "Or perhaps, one might argue, it speaks to the meticulous artistry of certain individuals who understand exactly how to sever those threads, leaving no loose ends, no ripples in the water. Such precision, one must admit, is almost... poetic, in its own grim way."

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