They say that killing is illegal.
I say sometimes it's a necessity.
I'm not a killer, I'm a judge. A judge for people, whom the law couldn't reach. I am a judge, maybe unusual but one nevertheless.
𝗜 𝗮𝗺 𝗮 𝗵𝗶𝘁𝘄𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻.
They call me a murdere...
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🥀𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐🥀
🥀𝚟𝚘𝚝𝚎&𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚝🥀
🥀𝙴𝙽𝙹𝙾𝚈🥀
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Some can say that killing is illegal.
I say sometimes it's a necessity.
I'm not a killer, I'm a judge.
A judge for people, whom the law couldn't reach. I am a judge, maybe unaccustomed, but one nonetheless.
I am a hitwoman.
They call me a murderer, but that's far from the truth. You can call it a murder if the creature you're killing is a human being.
Well, I have nothing like that on my list.
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[Y/N's POV]
The low vibration of my phone makes me lift up my head off the soft pillow. It's fascinating how quickly sleep can lift its warm and cozy embrace. Once upon a time I was such a deep sleeper, my nanny could pour a glass of water over my head and I could still be unconscious, however, I am no longer the kid I used to be a long time ago.
I reach over grabbing my phone and without even opening my eyes press it against my ear. "What," my voice comes out a bit raspy from sleep.
"Still sleeping, huh? It's already noon."
His ring voice echoes in my ear canals as I instantly visualize the idiotic smile he's got across his face. A clicking sound resonates in the background, indicating that he's typing something on his computer.
"Speak or I'm going back to my beauty sleep." There's a moment of silence on his end, then clicking stops, and he sighs.
"Got a job for you. . . a big fish I must say."
"What kind of fish?"
"Does the name Park Hyungsik say anything to you?"
I think about it before shaking my head, even though he can't see me, "I think I heard it somewhere, but don't know where."
"Well..." he trails off, "he is a famous Korean actor."
I roll my eyes behind my closed eyelids. "Not interested in some kid who stupidly got himself into the criminal underworld for some cash, and got enemies who're now hiring a killer to take him out," I reply, burying my head deeper in the soft cushions of the bed.
