YOUR POV     I glanced around as the memories of that crucial day came back into my mind, replaying the scene where Hoon was taken away by those filthy men. The park was just the same as it was before, swings were swaying pushed by the strong wind, leaves were falling from their trees as they lay on the ground.  My mind replayed all the times I had spent my afternoons there, playing hide and seek with other kids, which I stopped to do as soon as the accident happened. Not because I didn't come back in that playground, but because the kids didn't show up anymore after their parents learned about what happened to Hoon.    Since then nobody went in that park anymore, in  fact there I was, standing in front of that full-of-memories place, which was empty, not even a bird flying anywhere near there.     Finally stopping my steps in front of the car-park, I scrutinized the buildings around me, searching for a particularly suspicious door. My gaze fell on a slightly open wooden one, which was so old that it probably could be blown away by a gust of wind; I approached it, perking up my ears and peeking in.  As soon as I recognized them my eyes flared as my fists clenched, they were laughing and drinking cans of beer while my oppa was probably somewhere suffering and struggling to live *or maybe he isn't somewhere and isn't struggling to live because he doesn't have a life anymore*   Securing the mask around my mouth and nose, I banged the door open as the men inside, startled by the sudden noise, soon stopped whatever they were doing, diverting their attention to me.   The eldest or better, the one who took away my brother, stood up eyeing me up and down, tilting his head and smirking, earning a deep glare from me. *disgusting, what is he smirking for?*   "I'll make sure to wipe that ing disgusting smirk from your ing disgusting face." I spat harshly as the other three men stood up, understanding that troubles were soon coming around.    "Oh and who are you to even have the  courage to say that to me? Little girl, have your parents ever told you that is dangerous to fool around with men like us?" He said as his gang laughed while I rose a brow, smirking behind that little piece of cloth in front of my mouth.    "Do YOU know who I am?" I asked as this time it was his turn to rise his brow.   "Well old man, I guess your old already to recognize me, after all I was just a little child at that time...but you were heartless enough to even aim at two little helpless kids." I said pulling off my mask and hoodie, revealing myself. They glanced at me as a confused frown appeared on their sickening faces.   I snickered earning an is-she-crazy look from them "not so nice to meet you, I'm JUNG Kyungmi, and I pass as J.K. in the underground word." I introduced myself approaching them and sitting on their couch, as they stood there shocked. "Mmmm...maybe you still don't remember...oh well, I'll refresh your minds. When was it? Oh yes, ten years ago we met in the park in front of your hideout and you happened to kidnap one of my closest people. Tsk tsk tsk I guess low men like to aim at little kids...so do I have to continue to tell my story or you managed to remember?" I asked looking around me, throwing a glare at each one of them as they shivered. *that's right, that's what oppa and I felt when you showed up.*   "Little girl, stop fooling around. Pssh are you really J.K.? You look so weak! Did you really expect that we would have believed you?" The eldest said while I glanced at the others "well as you can see your gang believed me...well...if you don't believe me, do you want me to show you?" I shot up from my sitting position and stretched myself. Not wanting to waste too much time on them, I quickly kicked the man under his chin, as he stumbled back while his friends rushed behind him to help him up.   I grinned evilly "do you still not believe me?" I cracked my knuckles grabbing him by his collar and harshly throwing him on the floor once again as the others charged in front of me, seeing that their leader got hurt. I spun around throwing a kick in one of the men's stomach while punching another one in his face.  Putting my hands on the floor to support myself I kicked the last one with both of my feet, sending him flying against the table that was in the centre of the room. The p