Betrayal
Drama Class
Lately, I keep feeling as if there’s someone else in the house.
At night, while I’m studying in the Study, I hear a faint breathing sound behind the right wall, along with the soft rustling of clothing.
I’ve been living in my boyfriend’s house for two months now, and I’m familiar with the layout of this villa. There’s no room to the right of the Study-my boyfriend said so too.
But is there really not?
My Blade, My Throne
I have slaughtered pigs in the palace for four years; wherever my axe struck, none survived.
With every pig I killed, I recited “Amitabha.”
My skilled butchering caught the attention of the Prince, who took me as his trusted aide.
I became the deadly butcher’s knife; he became the executioner who wielded it.
Killing and beheading – “Amitabha”; burying them on the spot – “well done, well done.”
Ballet Club Poisoning Case
At the school evening party, four girls from the Dance Club collapsed from poisoning while performing ballet.
After being sent to the hospital, three died from the poison, and one was lucky enough to survive.
The one who survived was me.
The one who poisoned them was also me.
