Toobo

A kind girl falls in love with a vicious killer. Unhinged Yuri story set in Seoul.

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“Like a prey waiting with a trap, I missed my predator. 

I missed her touch in the places I’ve never been touched. 

I wanted to hear her sing the songs that I’ve never heard.”

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As the blood dripped off the knife she held firmly in her pale hand, I saw my reflection in the cold blade that had just taken the life of a man. 

I dreamed of magical moments like this every day. 

Something - someone to come and free me from the suffocating monotony of normalcy. 

She stormed into my life brandishing death, and in the moment of madness, my heart fluttered.

Then she came to my place, uninvited. I treated her wounds and fed her. She slept on my couch like a cat. We started our lives together. Death bound us like the knot of tie I fixed for her as she left for work - to kill, kill, and to kill again. 

I spent countless nights sitting in darkness, on my couch hugging my knees, gripped with worry and excitement. I prayed for her safe return home, but I did not pray for the souls she’d be sending to hell. 

But she always returned, like a stray cat coming for food in the back alley behind a restaurant. I was the cook who put out the food for her, stroked her, and gave her shelter.

A stray cat. A great feline predator. She was mine and mine alone. 

Together we laughed, alone I cried. 

Together we laughed, alone I cried. 

But I think we also loved. 

I think. 

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This is a dark and twisted psychological slice-of-life romantic comedy with a sprinkle of inspiration from the noir genre. If that doesn’t make sense, it’s because it doesn’t.

Miho the Killer

Second floor - I started to hum. Happy. It was the first time I had seen Miho in a while as I was away for the weekend. It was a very nice place - Lily Garden that is. A place that I definitely wanted to visit again.

Third floor -I stopped humming as Shin glanced at me and let out a laugh, seeing just how excited I was like a little child at the prospect of seeing Miho again. Well, excuse me for being happy.

Fourth floor - I almost heard the AI-like voice announce it as 'the Miho Floor'. This cringey thought made me giggle, drawing Shin's attention again. I must really look like some obsessed stalker now.

But did I really care how I came across anymore?

Not really. I hadn't felt this good in a while. Everything felt gloomy since Miho had withdrawn herself. I wanted my positive vibe to melt Miho's heart. Get her to open up again - see her smile again. Those wonderful smiles that made my heart beat faster.

The Detective