“Why…Why am I here?”, she frantically looked around, confusion and panic written all over her face. It was as if it was her first time here, but it wasn’t.

     “Why am I in your room, Chaewon-unnie? What did you do?”, she said and finally looked at me.

     “Listen, Minjoo. Listen to me first, please. Calm down”, I spoke as I tried to stop and reach out to her closer, but was cut off when she abruptly stepped back and looked at my hand like it would burn her. She refused to look at me again.

     “Don’t. Don’t touch me. You can’t…You can’t”, she tried to sound serious, but her eyes gave it away, even if her eyes stayed glued to the floor. It was the first time I saw her like this, vulnerable and it looked as if she was about to cry.

     “Why not? Why can’t I?”, I tried very hard to ask without sounding like I was about to cry too but failed miserably. She finally looked at me again.

     The room was filled with this heavy atmosphere as it took her quite a while to answer.

    “Because I’m dead, unnie”, she dejectedly answered me with something I already knew, I was afraid of what she had to say next and kept quiet.

     “You have to let me go.”

Or where Kim Chaewon has to help 3 souls to be able to figure out the reason behind the death of her best friend, Kim Minjoo.

WARNING: this contains heavy angst and talks about suicide, grief, and death.