Min slightly avoided the guard’s eyes and raised his leg under the desk, secretly brushing between J’s lower body. J’s eyes open wide anxiously. He looked at such a J and smiled calmly as if nothing happened.
“You must be dying to fuck.”
“……”
“Even if you became a cripple in the legs, there’s no problem with fucking, right?”
Leaning forward and bringing his face close to J, he whispers quietly.
“I… practiced hard squeezing my hole tight in preparation for when hyung comes out.”
“……”
“You guys taught me that. You didn’t even give me food if I couldn’t squeeze properly.”
Huhuhu.
J looks at the boy laughing as if genuinely amused with a helpless gaze.
Min has changed.
As if possessed by another person’s soul, he changed.
The boy was no longer the boy of those days.
Following the years, he changed into a vulgar, audacious man. Just like that fox bastard who made J wield a knife long ago, he changed cunningly.
Is it possible for a person to change like this.
Is it possible that so many faces are hidden in one person’s face.
“It’ll soon be K’s death anniversary.”
K’s story comes from Min’s mouth for the first time.
After J was sentenced to a total of 20 years for murder, aggravated rape, and kidnapping charges, Min came to visit diligently once a month. At first he naturally refused Min’s visit requests. He hated the boy who made him into this state to death, but the world never believed his story. I didn’t kill K, that cunning bastard killed him! No matter how much he made such claims, almost all circumstances pointed squarely at him as the culprit.
Min seemed to have prepared thoroughly. He even showed meticulousness in setting up a perfect alibi considering the situation where the police might have suspicions. Playing the role of an innocent victim in front of the police and reporters was too easy for Min. In reality, Min was a victim who fell into a terrible abyss, and they were evildoers worse than devils. I only knew him as an innocent puppy, but when did he transform into such a cunning fox—it’s astounding.
***
Evil dwells in everyone’s inner self.
It’s just a matter of whether you bring out that evil or hide it for life… it’s just placed at a crossroads of choice.
If given the opportunity, that evil can be manifested at any time.
***
Looking at J with resentful eyes.
To the boy crying and asking why he was doing this to him, he once said coldly.
I’m just a person who decided to reveal that evil.
It’s not because there’s any particular reason.
You’re the one who got caught in my eyes because of bad luck.
Indeed… as expected.
J laughed.
If I had to express it, the factor that caused the boy to change so much was none other than himself and K.
K.
We raised a fox, not a rabbit.
Look at that bastard’s eyes.
Fuck, those cunning eyes acting as if nothing happened even after tearing you apart so cruelly.
“What’s funny about K’s death anniversary?”
Min’s eyes instantly turn cold.
J’s face, which was laughing alone like a madman, sank in an instant.
“Ah… our poor daddy.”
“……”
“What will he do in heaven unable to fuck. King Yama must have quickly cut off that wicked cock first.”
This time Min burst into laughter, giggling like J did just moments ago as if amused.
Everyone was going crazy together.
A life destined to die in a cell anyway—he even thought it might be better to go crazy like an idiot.
“We have a really strange relationship.”
Min continues speaking as if muttering.
Glancing to the side to look at the guard, he’s been dozing off with his arms crossed, apparently tired from earlier.
“You always regard me like a terrible bug, yet you come out diligently for visits. Isn’t that right?”
“……”
“I’m the same.”
Sighing softly, Min stared blankly at the air.
“Why do I end up visiting this fucking place every year without missing even an hour.”
“……”
“I thought about it. About why I can’t shake you off.”
Now Min was looking straight at the man with an expressionless gaze.
J felt a chill from his empty, corpse-like gaze for a moment.
“I just wanted to torment hyung. Hoping you’d feel even a little guilt because of me. I thought when I appeared, you’d surely recall the events of that day and perhaps suffer nightmares. On days when it rained and lightning struck, I thought you’d naturally reminisce about the memories of that day… At first, I deliberately came all the way here to apply for visits on days when it poured with rain.”
“……”
“Strangely, on days I saw hyung, my mind would become peaceful and I could sleep soundly. It’s truly ironic. Even though you were a terrible existence I so desperately wanted to escape from when we were together… why was it that on days I visited you, I could sleep deeply without waking even once. To the point of not even dreaming.”
Min slowly shakes his head.
As if exhausted now. As if there’s no room for reconsideration.
“But I was wrong.”
“……”
“How fucking pathetic. That I expected something as conscientious as guilt from a human being worse than vermin like you. I almost forgot for a moment. About the reality of the human being called J. About your existence that stinks worse than filth.”
J says nothing.
He lost what to say long ago.
In front of Min… he has nothing to say.
“I’m tired now, J.”
Min now calls him by his name instead of ‘hyung.’
J’s heart pounds.
Because of the memory of that day. Because of that day’s darkness and anxiety.
“What would you or I accomplish by living like this.”
“……”
“To think you have to live another 15 years like that… even if you’re alive, it’s not really living. Isn’t that right?”
Min secretly lowers his head toward him. J flinches and steps back.
But Min didn’t step back.
His eyes flash, shining.
“Let’s make a choice between two options. Hyung.”
J’s slender eyes gradually widen. His whole body sinks into a moan that could be either joy or a scream as he discovers the reality of what Min firmly pressed into his rough grasp.
Rustle.
Calmly lifting his head, his eyes meet the guard who was yawning and stretching. What a pathetic face with moist tears in both eyes from sleeping so much.
He suddenly looked at the clock.
It was slowly ending.
“I’ll be waiting.”
“……”
“I’m too tired now. Hyung.”
He sees tears moistly seeping into J’s eyes.
Did he reform himself anew in the cell?
The world would call something like that crocodile tears. Hyung, really, your acting skills haven’t died.
“I hope you’ll make a decisive decision, whatever it is.”
“……”
“Being wishy-washy isn’t your or K’s style. Isn’t that right?”
Min smiled until the end.
***
He looked just once at his staggering back as he left the visiting room.
Five years.
It was too long.
***
What he handed to him was the final indulgence.
***
-Around 2 PM today, it was revealed through **Detention Center officials that Mr. J, who was imprisoned at **Prison, took his own life by slashing his wrist with a razor blade.
Around 10:20 AM today, a fellow inmate discovered Mr. J collapsed in the shower room and rushed him to the hospital for emergency treatment, but he appears to have already died at the scene.
After being sentenced to a total of 20 years in 2010 for murdering Mr. K, the boss of the **Faction organization, and kidnapping and raping a man in his 20s of the same sex, Mr. J had been imprisoned for five years since 2011 at **Prison, which is more famously known to citizens as the Devil’s Prison…… Opinions are divided on how Mr. J could possess a razor blade inside the prison where the importation of sharp metal objects or weapons is strictly prohibited.
This shows that safety management within the prison is not properly maintained, and voices for reform are growing louder, saying that detention center regulations for managing criminals should become stricter due to this suicide incident of Mr. J.
Click.
He pressed the remote control button and turned off the TV.
As soon as the announcer’s voice that had been speaking seriously until just now could no longer be heard, the house’s scenery sank into an eerily quiet silence.
When he accessed the internet, the voices condemning J had intensified even more. This bastard died well, revive the death penalty, castrate his cock, my taxes going to such a bastard are a waste, punish the detention center officials too……
Min smirked, thinking they were like the monkey horde appearing in the story of three in the morning, four in the evening.
