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

It was another 30-minute drive away from Lily Garden. This time I was blindfolded. Again. I would have liked to complain to Shin about still not trusting me, but between my fear of potato peelers and growing suspicion of the old man myself as well, there really wasn't much for me to say.

Miho, unfairly but understandably, got a favorable treatment and did not have to wear the blindfolds. This time she sat at the front while I was shoved in at the back, making me feel like a blindfolded hostage being taken somewhere I didn't know.

It didn't quite stop me from talking though.

"So where are you taking me this time, OLD MAN?"

"I wouldn't need to be somewhere safe if it weren't for you."

"You play with fire, you get burnt. You stay with Miho, you will have people coming after you. As simple as that."

"Why are they after me?" Miho innocuously asked.

Her Room