Yerim's POV ~

"Jang Yerim. You will spend two years in Il-Sung Mental Hospital. After those two years if we see any changes. You might become a free person again. I hope this place will help you Yerim. You're still so young." The judge was actually really nice. I could have spent seven years in prison but instead he's sending me to a mental hospital.

Though the mental hospital is actually scary as well.

I was lifted up by two police officers as I was taken somewhere. I could see my parents behind me as they gave me death glares. Even my own birth mom was looking at me like I took the one thing she love away.

"How could you do it Yerim? We treated you like an angel and instead you kill my only son. I hope you get the help you need." My step father shouted as I was dragged out. Shit head.

"Don't worry Yerim. I know you didn't mean to." I looked over at Sohyun as she gave me a thumbs up. After I killed Seokhyun I just laid on the ground beside his dead body crying. Sohyung who was coming to pick me up found me crying on the floor. As soon as she saw me there was no doubt she knew I didn't mean to kill Seokhyun. I can't say the same to my parents but no matter what Sohyun believed me.

They made me change clothes into a dark green sweater and a pair of black pants. I got a pair of very comfortable shoes and they even gave me a hairbow. I guess since it's so cold outside I get warmer clothes then the jail uniform I had on. After getting dressed in regular clothes they took me to a black car where I was handed a stack of papers before almost getting pushed inside.

Rude! But...this is really happening. This is it. I'm really going to a mental hospital. What if I meet a serial killer? What if someone tries to kill me? I mean maybe I've seen it coming but still.

"Hey miss. Just so you know, I know you didn't mean to kill him." I looked up at the man driving me as he kept his eyes towards the road. Really? Did I just hear right?

"Why is that? Everyone else believes I killed him. Why not you?" I asked staring at the back of his head. He looked like he was in his mid forties and somehow reminded me of someone from my past.

"Because I've drove people for years. I know a killer when I see one. And you miss didn't mean to kill no one. Guilt and pain is written all over your face. Not the pride of killing their own brother." He finally looked back at me but it was still driving me crazy. I somehow did know this man, but from where I don't know.

"I wish other people saw what you see. Instead they see a psycho girl who snapped and stabbed her brother. They don't know all the pain we were going through. That I didn't mean to stab my brother. I just wanted to show him I was strong. I just wanted to cut him. But somehow the knife went in all the way." I said as he stopped the car in front of a building.

"People will. Just give them time. But in that time be strong miss. This place is full of crazy people. Real crazy people." He said as he got out the car. I held onto my stack of papers as he opened the trunk of the car. I got out right behind him feeling the cold wind hit my body.

He grabbed my suitcase that had my things inside before tapping me on the shoulder. "Just a warning to miss. I said this place is full of crazy people. But I never said they were the patients. Keep a eye out because a lot of people who check into here, never come out." The man said before handing me my suit case. I looked up at what I guess I could call my new home. This building was huge.

I didn't know what to do at first until I saw two men and one woman walking towards me. The two men didn't look that older than me, but they were huge compared to me. The woman on the other hand looked a little older than me. Maybe late twenties. But she was insanely beautiful. Actually looking at the two men as well they looked handsome as well. They definitely don't seem like the type to work here.

"Hello Yerim." One of the men spoke as he got closer towards me. I was hoping they wouldn't stop to talk out here. It was insanely cold outside and as I look at this building everything about it was sending chills down my back. And it wasn't from the coldness.

"I am Kim Seok Jin. But please call me Jin. My coworkers here are Kim Namjoon and Jung Shimi." I stared at the tall wide shoulder man as he spoke. The other man beside him as I'm guessing to be Namjoon just kept staring at me with curiosity eyes.

"Hello." I spoke softly as I looked at them all.

"Shimi will be your big sister as we try and keep female patients in line. How about we explain everything else inside?" Jin spoke as he gave me a very pitiful but warm smile. I agreed to it since I wanted out of the cold anyways.But walking towards this large building I felt like I was walking towards hell.

Something about this place doesn't feel right.