"So you're saying you don't trust my judgment? You're doubting my competence after all these years? For s sake, she was the easiest target!" Moonbyul raised her voice.
"Detective... you should leave."
"I'll pick up my stuff tomorrow morning." Moonbyul walked through the door.

The rest of the day at the station was simply chaotic. Yongsun and the two other detectives working under Moonbyul were completely lost, just like kids that lost their moms at the supermarket. Moonbyul was lost too.
On her way home, she passed by a coffeehouse. Observing the teenagers reminded her of how she decided to become a detective.
 

13 YEARS AGO

Moonbyul walked calmly on her way home after school. On that particular day, her mom would be working over her shift.
Christmas was coming, so as Moonbyul's birthday. She was very excited to meet her grandparents at their usual christmas dinner.
The snowflakes were falling slowly, covering her furry jacket. At that time, her dad would have picked up her little sisters and she would only have to cook dinner for them.

When Moonbyul finally arrived at their house, all lights were off. Weird, she thought. Going upstairs, the first thing she noticed was a bloodstain on the living room's carpet. She gasped at the sight of the bathroom's door, where another stain on the shape of a hand made its way from the door knob until the floor.
Moonbyul was afraid of what she could find in her room, so she decided t