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

I had no idea what the old man was playing at. Surely, like that time when I was getting interviewed at the police station, if I were pressed with direct and sudden questions by Choi I would collapse and my answers wouldn't hold up against his scrutiny. Wasn't that why Shin came to my rescue?

Why is he now trying to put me in this situation again?

Despite what Shin said to Detective Choi, to my eyes, this guy was very smart and perceptive. He did get straight into how I was somehow present as a witness in two murder cases and another man I knew disappeared on the night that I was supposed to meet him.

There were just too many of them for anyone to ignore, let alone a Detective.

We settled down in a private room at an upmarket barbecue restaurant which proudly displayed a sign outside that they only sold top class Korean beef - 1++ grade.

Shin ordered some Soju and beer, surely to make those bomb cocktails.

Under Control