SolHi’s eyes welled up with tears at the moment she heard the ringtone of a phone message, somewhere in the distance: “I love you! I miss you! Watch me!” but she hadn't enough time to exit the elevator and to run away because the doors closed once DooSan entered and he stopped behind her. Not to be seen crying, SolHi avoided his glance and she looked at a blind spot in the mirror and the memories took over her completely.

***

6 YEARS AGO. COURT OF LAW. MOOT HALL.

She hears all this like in a dream, from the bar: “...and for lack of evidence, the defendant Ian SolHi is declared innocent…” and the rest were just words because she heard the most important …the important words for her.

Somewhere in the moot hall, Mina’s whisper was heard: “finally! We did this!” and SolHi looked at her friend, but she didn't see Mina because her mind was completely not there and instead of Mina she saw Yun Marie leaving and she saw Han DooSan staring at her as if he was watching at the devil: he grimaced unhappily while his eyes were piercing her as if his biggest desire had been to cut her in thousands of pieces, right there, in the moot hall, whatever the consequences, but she doesn’t care about his feelings, not anymore, because now she’s free and a Court Statement declared her innocent.

And SolHi smiled … and her eyes had been covered by a pool of tears, but these were tears of happiness, tears she didn’t shed the last year since this nightmare started and she was dragged in this muddy world where all over is dark and cold.

“No cold cell anymore,” SolHi whispered and she started to cry even louder, with all her body, but nobody approached her to tell her that everything will be fine … the witnesses were leaving, disappointed with the result, but those weren't her witnesses, so SolHi hadn't to care about them anymore, as she doesn't have why to care about what will happen to her next. She hasn’t time to think about this right now … she just wants to live the moment … and she wants this for the first time since she had been born.

“Congratulations, Miss Ian! I hope that you won’t return here, ever,” and SolHi saw detective Kan in front of her, stretching his hand to greet her and to SolHi’s surprise she saw no hate or disappointment in his eyes … he was watching her with the eyes of a man that knows what sufferance means and for SolHi this is equal to empathy.

“Thank you, detective! Thank you very much!” SolHi mumbled, and, after wiping her tears, with wet palms, she grabbed his hand and squeezed it as if she was in a trance because he was the first one who approached her and wished her good luck, after a long and painful trial for SolHi and also a long battle, and she finally noticed that her palm was wet and she quickly retracted her it, hiding it at her back. “I’m sorry, detective! I just ...“ SolHi tried to excuse herself, but Kan smiled at her with understanding.

“Don’t worry! It’s nothing … just tears … and they can be wiped,” and he smiled at her because he didn’t know what else to do in such cases. He had been to trials before, but there were criminals sitting on the stand trial against whom he testified, but this time … for the first time, he testified for the defense and this was something weird for Kan - to defend the one accused of taking someone's life - the life of the General Attorney's elder son, and he did this against all those who tried to stop him doing this because he felt that this was what he had to do and that this was right.

“Well, I have to go now, so… once again, Miss Ian, good luck and as I said: I hope to never see you here again,” and, bending a little his head, in a sign of greeting, he turned his back to her and took a few steps to leave.

“Won’t you ever regret this, detective?” SolHi asked, watching his back.

Her words made Kan hesitate and he stopped. “To be honest … I don't know the answer to this question,” he said, without looking at her. “But I hope I won’t regret it… hope so,” and he left without watching her again.

“Friend, so happy for you!” Mina yelled while approaching SolHi and she hugged her, but SolHi wasn’t ready for this happiness. Her mind was still somewhere, looking for an answer while she was watching Kan and DooSan leaving the room.

***

What had been inside the Court had been nothing compared with the madness that was waiting for SolHi outside. And the most frightening thing was the fact that SolHi was facing alone this crowd of hungry wolves who were waiting for her … the journalists. She is regretting this now that she didn’t wait for Mina to finish her job in another trial and to leave together and she is regretting her freedom too while all these cameras … blitz … and shouts ... are headed to her.

SolHi closed her eyes for a few seconds, bothered by the lights. She had been closed for days in a dark room while she was waiting for her trial, in the Main Jail for Women, and now the noise and so much attention around her was something unexpected and scary.

“Did you have an affair with the victim? Was he your lover?” these were just a few of the questions that made her open her eyes and look in front of her, at the journalists that were piercing her with their hungry eyes for “bomb-news”, but she looked past them and she was seeing Han DooSan behind them, staring at her with his eyes similar to of a criminal and she has remembered that look, from the Intensive Care Room, when he tried to asphyxiate her.

“Miss Ian, why did you kill him?” was the next question, but SolHi couldn’t answer this, for the simple reason that she doesn’t know the truth about all these and she was dragged into this trial only because the victim’s family insisted, considering her a liar, who was trying to fool everybody, with her so-called “amnesia”, but, in the end, they've lost this case because they couldn’t find anything that was bonding her to the victim and because all these were so weird the judge declared her innocent, but she's still a suspect because no other one was found and so it is this process: even if you were declared innocent, you still are a suspect … in front of the law and in front of people at least until the guilty person will be found.

Han DooSan approached her, passing through the crowd of journalists, and stopped in front of her, gazing at her madly, while the journalists, feeling the next scandal on the first sheet of their journals, are there … ready not to leave any detail past them and if possible, to destroy somebody, better.

“Are you happy now?” DooSan simply told her. “Do you think you are innocent only because a judge said so?” he growled.

“I don’t care about what you think, Han DooSan. I am free now and I won’t accept any other accusation or offense from you,” SolHi answered, trying to be as calm as possible, but her answer enraged DooSan who grabbed her arms, squeezing them with all his strength.

“You are just a criminal, you … bitch. Don’t think that it’s over. If the law didn’t punish you, then I’ll be your karma and I’ll hunt you till the last breath. Do you hear me? I’ll make you regret getting involved with my family, assassin” and he pushed her so hard that SolHi stumbled to her feet and she fell … around her the hyenas, with the sophisticated name “journalist” on their IDs, surrounded her in seconds, taking pictures of her and yelling their questions … questions that don’t have an answer, but she suddenly stood up and ran down the stairs.

***

She was running onto the pavement … pushing the passers-by from in front of her and looking for somebody … and she finally saw him … at the crosswalk … waiting for the traffic light that was still red, forcing him to wait, when everything that he wanted was to walk further and to leave this muggy place, which he hated so much.

Suddenly - the green light showed up and DooSan walked away, but somebody pushed him and right away grabbed his arm, pulling him back and, watching at that person, he saw SolHi … she was furious, looking like a Pitbull ready for attack and this drove him crazy, forcing with her to release him, but she didn't see anything, as she didn't hear him yelling at her to let him go.

“Do you think you are a God?” SolHi yelled at him.

“What? A God? How the Hell do you dare to ask me…?”

“Then, who the fuck do you think you are to call me "assassin"? If you hadn't been there that night, when it is supposed that I killed him, and if you hadn't seen me doing this then you can't call me "murderer.”

“I have this right, ok? The one you've killed was my brother, ok? I won’t stay still and wait…”

“And the same I tell you, mister motherfucker. I was declared innocent today and till new evidence I am free and you have no fucking right to accuse me of anything.”

“I’ll find the evidence and then…”

“Then find it first and if you can prove that I'm guilty then I’ll accept what I did and ... I’ll ask you an apology on my knees if you want this, but till then … just stay away from me or I swear I’ll crack your head and I'll send you next to your brother and then, yes, you will have the right to call me "assassin,” SolHi slapped him, taking him by surprise, and she moved away, without paying attention to the drivers yells and at the klaxons while she was crossing the street between the cars that were passing by her.

DooSan was still in his place, watching behind her … he was confused … he hadn't expected such a reaction from her, and for the first time, since they knew each other, something inside him moved, but he can’t understand what it is.

***

“Should I turn? For a good sight I mean,” SolHi said without watching DooSan, who was still behind her, in the elevator, staring at her well-outlined ass.

“Not necessary. It was just a look,” DooSan answered, but he felt so miserable being caught by her looking at her “attributes”. “Damn, is she seeing through space or what?” DooSan thought while staring at a blind spot on the elevator wall.

“There can't be only a “look”. Someone’s eyes can reveal everything: hate, love, disappointment... Interesting what are your eyes revealing: a desire to hunt?”

“Was it sarcasm?

“You can call it like this if you want, but if I was you, I would have definitely tried to slap you on the butt. Wow, don’t tell me I've just read your mind?!”

“Yeah, who do you think I am? A psycho or what? I’m not so desperate to slap someone’s ... butt ... in the elevator.”

“So, you saw “Fifty shades of Grey”, and I’m sorry to tell you this, but I won’t repeat that scene. Not for nothing, but today I’m not wearing sexy underwear. Red, right? Your favorite color, I mean”.

DooSan was about to yell at her when the elevator doors opened and an old lady entered. After pressing 10 and the elevator started to move, the lady watched them and smiled: “Newlyweds, huh? So nice to be young” and, after smiling again, she watched in front of her.

SolHi smiled, but DooSan wasn’t so happy with the lady’s remark, and, looking unhappy at SolHi, he caught her smile and made the sign, of a falling head, toward her. SolHi approached him, whispering in his ear: “Now we have a witness too. The perfect moment to repeat that scene and, yeah, next time you want to stare at my butt, just tell me… I can offer you a better view” and she exited first the elevator that stopped.

DooSan mumbled, while following her: “Sarcasm, huh?! Damn witch. How can she see everything? Has she an eye on the back of her head or what? I’ll buy you a broom, witch. At least you’ll be able to fly.”