The Moment I Let Go of Everything

A-yoon's face was similar to, yet different from, the face she had when I first encountered her after she left prison.

If A-yoon back then had charged at me with an expressionless face to kill me, her reaction now was as if she had seen something terrifying.

Cold sweat streamed down her face, her pupils trembled, her mouth hung open, and her breathing was ragged.

They were vivid symptoms that even I, who knew little about mental illness, could recognize.

When she'd gone berserk wielding an axe in an attempt to kill me, she had been dangerous then too, but in terms of sheer danger, she was several times more dangerous now.

I had no idea what A-yoon might do now.

That's why she was several times more dangerous than before.

It wasn't me who was in danger, but the driver who had honked.

For a moment, I had the illusion that time was flowing in slow motion.

―If the only possible verdict is the death penalty, that's a different story...