Then, Nichkhun, who seemed calm since he came in, stood up and continued to explain what Tiff left us with. “She’s saying that we’d been brainwashed and kinda…hypnotized and forced to forget about the things that tell us who we really are, and that who we really are.”

I looked over to Yuri. “You knew about this?”

Shrugging, she answered with, “Yes.”

“And how come… how come you never tell me, tell us?”

“It’s because I don’t want to. Just this kind of setup fire up hatred in us, and I couldn’t imagine how all of you would react,” she said. “Sorry for being self-centered. It’s because it’s hard waking up every midnight, I’m always dreaming of it, of how M murdered them using his hands.”

I saw her. I saw her cry. Seohyun held her close, comforted her. And that’s where I . I don’t know how to comfort and feel the same and accompany them in their agony.

“Can you…” Nichkhun started. “Yuri, if it’s okay, can you tell me how—“

“I like to play pranks when I was just a kid. And when they started the operation, I kinda interchanged the name of those drugs. And from what I remember, they have given me a ‘calming’ shot,” she laughed on her cleverness.

Out of a sudden, Sooyoung angrily stood up and headed for her room, and kinda locked herself in. I just stared at the room’s door.

She must have been loyal to the clan and even love M as her own father. She’s perfectly brainwashed. I never thought that being in the Grim Reaper is being a hypnotized puppet. I must have been a puppet that has master to obey but then, I’m always been this rebellious.

I have remembered when M gave us our first presents as a group, as his angels. Sooyoung was the cheerful one and the one who thanked M that much like she just received a special gift from her father, rather than a very sharp dagger.

“Jessica,” I heard Tiffany called. I turned to her and only find her looking at me with that sad expression. “You didn’t get it, right?”

“Get what?”

She turned to others, “Will you give me and my best friend a moment?”

Tiffany and I are not really the best friend kind of frie