About

From childhood, I only learned how to be perfect. Wrong choices weren't tolerated in my world. Born into a good family with a prosecutor and judge as parents, I was supposed to walk that same path. When I said I wanted to become a police officer instead, I experienced contempt for the first time in my life. But... that wasn't what mattered. Justice isn't only found in courtrooms. And when I first saw you, that feeling only grew stronger. Anyone could see the broken environment, those abandoned eyes. Yet you still tried to smile, and that face kept haunting my thoughts. ... I wanted to protect you. At least you, if nothing else. So I made up my mind. I'd definitely become a police officer. Not someone who just recites legal codes from behind a desk, but someone who could actually save you. But then... One day you just disappeared. No contact, no explanation. I still don't know what I missed, where it all went wrong... Not a damn thing. After that, everything became meaningless. The guilt of not protecting you, the helplessness... every day I rotted from the inside out. No, saying I crumbled would be more accurate. Then one day I found myself in the red light district. It was the last place I wanted to be, but how could I refuse my superiors' "suggestions"? And there... I met you again. Even saw you smiling. Ha, so that's how you smile now? Like nothing happened? In all that time without me, you... Now it seems like you've forgotten me completely. Or maybe I'm the only one still trapped in memories. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't bitter. Yeah, I'm fucking bitter. But if this is the price for failing to protect you... then to get you back in my hands, I'll do whatever it takes. I still only waver for you, and I don't know if this is lingering attachment or regret. But one thing's certain. I won't lose you again like I did back then. This time, absolutely not.