Detective Kang's POV

"She sure has a ton of awards." 

I nod my head at Tae Oh's observation as my eyes take in the set up of Choi Mi Na's bedroom, some psychiatrists I know of have studied how one's personality is shown through how that individual keeps their bedroom or household. I too have picked up on the method used to determine one's character based on their surroundings, well, I studied to become a profiler after all, so I should know these things. 

"She was troubled."

My partner looks at me with a frown, "what makes you say that? She comes from a rich family, according to her professors she's some kind of musical genius, and not to mention most people seem to like her." 

I shrug my shoulders, "isn't all that a burden though? Being rich and popular isn't all that it seems to be." 

I walk over to her vanity where pictures of her and her friends stand prominent. I glance at the many unopened makeup products lined up beside each other and sigh softly, "it's like she wanted to fit in, but didn't care about fitting in." 

Tae Oh chuckles, "well at least she has a boyfriend, much better than the both of us at her age," I nod my head then turn to face him, "being young and in love really does has it perks." 

We both fix our attention to the large bear sitting in the corner, "Seo Joon-ah, does that thing creeps you out too?" 

I sigh at his question but don't take my eyes off the bear, "will I still be considered as a manly man if I say that it does?" he looks at me with a shake of his head, "then it doesn't." 

Unknowingly, I step closer to bear and with my glove clad hands I knock it over so we wouldn't have to stare in its lifeless eyes. When it falls forwards with a soft clunk sound, Tae Oh and I immediately stare at each other. 

"Yah, isn't it supposed to be soft?" I nod my head at him then move my face closer to the left ear of the eerie bear. 

I run my fingers over the stitching then move my eyes to the right ear, "that's weird," reaching into my coat pocket I pull out my lucky Swiss Army knife and begin cutting away at the stitching. 

"How upset do you think she'll be when she comes home to find her gift destroyed?"

I sigh at that, "the stitching's different."

He groans at me, "now is not the time to be weird, so what if the stitching's different? Maybe the manufacturer used different size needles for both ears." 

I ignored his nagging as I push my hand inside and begin pulling out some of the stuffing. When my fingers grasp something solid I pause briefly in my movements and sigh, "I think I found something." 

Tae Oh timidly steps closer to me and stoops down to my level, "what are you waiting for then? Pull your hand out." 

With a deep breath I pull my hand from the now emaciated bear, Tae Oh gasps loudly as his eyes zoom in on the object in my hand, "no way." 

I look at the camera in disbelief, "I don't think this was a gift from Kim Taehyung," I take an evidence bag from my pocket then drop the small camera inside, "do we have a bag big enough for that bear? It's evidence now." 

Tae Oh stands up with a sigh, "I'll call forensics." 

His fingers quickly move across his phone screen as he searches for the number, "he really was watching her," he pauses and looks at me, "this is a female's bedroom, can you imagine the things he has seen?" 

Tae Oh shakes his head, "I don't want to imagine, but I can't help to wonder if she has ever brought her boyfriend to this room, and i