Return to Geumnak-ri

Every summer around this time, I dream of a snake crawling into the entire house. Damn nightmares came everywhere. Like June returning without fail, just like right now… ….

I heard that snakes can’t crawl in because of the rose vines.

As Hee-jae slowly reached her limit, unfamiliar scenes passed through her mind along with a faint voice. A school uniform, an old side door, a man crouching among the overgrown grass. And a red rose.

Hee-jae headed “there,” using the excuse of consulting and defense for the “dismissal of the redevelopment association president” that she had been commissioned to do at just the right time.

To Geumnak-ri, the place I erased from my memory after my father’s death 11 years ago.

“You think what I’m saying is really nonsense, Hee-jae.”

The CEO of Geumseong D&C, standing on the opposite side of my client. Kim Se-won, the man who brought about my biological father’s death 11 years ago.

Every time I faced him, something I couldn’t tell if it was a dream or a memory surged in.

Come to me. Don’t leak dangerously into places like legs. [No matter how I look, no matter how I look, it’s still X-pretty, Hee-jae.] If I kill your father, what will you give him?

The more I did, the more afraid I became. Everything I forgot. The truth this man remains alone and remembers.