Lies took the elevator.
Truth took the stairs.
Both arrived and met Revelation.
Jane killed a family in a car accident. Depressive and accustomed to self-harm, she decides to go back to where her life toppled upside down. Jane doesn't know what to e...
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My phone vibrates, the screen lights up, and there it is.
Someone keeps sending me spam messages with the title README. First, I ignored them and deleted them. These days I receive one per hour. Exasperated and stressed by the constant buzzing, I opened one, only to discover one sentence:
Jane annyeong.
"What's wrong, Jane?" Mona asks.
"It's one of those messages again," I frown over my phone. How does the person know my name?
Mona leans over to look at my phone screen, "you mean the spams, let me see?"
"Yeah, I don't know why I'm getting them. I wouldn't stress if it were impersonal, but the messages say Jane annyeong, the person knows my first name."
Mona leans back in her chair, "I didn't want to tell you this, but Sochi, one of the girls I have a course with, asked me if you were Mr. Kim's new girlfriend. I said no, and I asked her where she got the info, and Sochi showed me this blog, and there were a few pics taken from afar of Mr. Kim and you."
Drops of sweat start to sprout from my pores, "are you serious?"
Mona nods, "yep, apparently, Mr. Kim isn't a nobody. At the time we were spotty teens, he was making headlines as an athlete. People like him and the couple he formed with Kyeong Soo Ae the archer."
"What are you trying to say, Mona?"
"Well, Korean fandom is hardcore. I mean, being a fan here is a full-time job, and they don't like their fav ship to sink if you catch my drift."
As Mona speaks, I feel like a victim of considerable prejudice. I mean, I didn't push them to break up.
People can't possibly think that, can they?
"Mona, are you saying someone might be seeking vengeance on me?"
"You've seen it, Jane, fans who trash people's car, troll Insta, Face or Twitter accounts. You don't have social media accounts anymore, so someone might have decided to drive you up the wall with messages."
My mind starts to oil its mechanics as I think for a second. I don't believe what Mona is saying, but she has whisked up the reasonable doubt. A nervous laugh escapes from me as I can't accept that someone in their right mind would consider me as a rival to Tae Won's ex, who is Miss Korea material.
"What's so funny," Mona asks.
"Mona, a guy like Tae Won, sees me the way I am, a shipwreck with pieces scattered all over the place. I don't even have a maste to redirect and guide me. You've never seen Tae Won tutoring, but I know he's convinced I'm stupid. It's just extremely ridiculous to imagine people believe something is going on between a man like him and me."
Mona takes a sip of her Yuja cha before adding, "yeah, but you can't stop people from creating their TVN drama."
"The messages don't say anything except annyeong Jane; there are no insults or threats, just hi Jane."
