No One’s POV:
The sound of the jail cells echoed as a police searched through his keys to unlock one of the cells while the other stood guard as if they’ll come out of their cells. “Cho Songha, you’ve been bailed out,” said one of them. Cho Songha, jail person number 4389, sentence to life has been bailed out after 7 years. The man, now old and rusty, sat criss cross facing a grey brick wall. He was in the middle of his meditation when they had come to get him. “Cho Songha!” they said once again. He finally opened his eyes lazily as he got up and was escorted out with his feet and hands in cuffs.

He entered into a room with no windows to see a young handsome man, who looked like his mid-20s, dressed in a neat business suit. “Who are you, and what do you want with me,”

“Eii, that’s no way to greet your nephew,” said the young man, “It’s been a long time, uncle,”

“I have no nephew,” Songha answered, “You must’ve got the wrong person. You do not know who I am,”

“Are you sure about that uncle. Are you sure you don’t have a nephew named Song Jinho,”

“Song Jinho?” Songha took a good look at the young man standing in front of him, who was grinning cockily at him, “My dear sister’s son? You’re Jinho?”

“Ye, that’s me,”

“Aigo, look at you. You’ve grown into a young handsome man. The last time I saw you, you were only 5,”

“I know, and I also know what happened to you 7 years ago,”

Songha’s smile faded as the