IN POLICE INTERROGATION ROOM

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JIM'S POV

So...We are all good now....Tell me...Why did you killed them? I asked to the little kid sitting in front of me...

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Ah... It's easy to manipulate a psychopath who is still at his early stage!

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I- I-......He murmured lightly...

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Aish....Why is he still being too stubborn?....

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Keeping my frustration back in myself...I smiled to cover it up and let out a deep sigh

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You probably want to share it with someone, right?

I smiled and slide my question in front of him!

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C'mon ....You are just a 15 year old brat....Just spill already!...

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My mom used to scold me for being dirty....and sometimes...she also beats me....He said looking down....

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Oh...Killing someone for just some mere thing....What a waste of time and energy....

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Is this all the reason you got? .....I asked smiling a little!

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He nodded his head slightly...

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I sighed in disbelief and got up from my seat...

That kid was still looking down...

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I patted his head and steps out from the interrogation room..

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As soon I got outside...Sam started flinging around me...

Jim...Can you tell me how to do this? He asked being excited like a little child...

Do what? I replied in unexcitment....

Doing this...How you always made criminals spill everything out?

Why should I tell you?

C'mon...I am your junior...if you help me--

Before he could say anything more...I decided to bolt off from there...

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I can still hear his voice from behind which was continuously calling my name...

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Without looking at him...I just made all my way to my car....

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Hi...I am Jim....Jim Evans...25

A Policeman....and A....

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PSYCHOPATH.....

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PSYCHOPATH....this is what defines me...

Well.... Everyone is PSYCHOPATH in some way...

It's just that....some show it and some not...

Well...Our so-called world described PSYCHOPATHS as a total different species so just keep this term for them...

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Psychopaths are not bad people..They are just too genius from other ones...

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GENIUS....well everyone is also genius but they just rotted it with some....what we called emotions...

LOVE.....HATE....JEALOUSY.........PAIN....GREED......LUST...

Some things like this...

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I mean... seriously..

Who the heck wants to stuck between some useless emotions?.

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Well...Our So-called NORMAL PEOPLE are like this!!

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They always let there emotions control them and end up in a really pitiful state...

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Under the hood....they are just a bunch of cowards...

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But PSYCHOPATHS are different...

They know how to deal with these useless emotions...

Rather by crook or by hook....

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How?

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NORMAL PEOPLE let emotions play with themselves but

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PSYCHOPATHS...play with emotions...

not only with themselves but with our people's also....

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Enough of PSYCHOPATH thing...

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It's not like we always wanted to kill people and cover ourself with some black shady hoodie and just acting like some Maniac...

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We just wanted to live normal...

just like other people...

But the other people don't let us....

and that time we come to our true self...

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PSYCHOPATH....

Jae Hyun's POV

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"MONSTER....

This is what you are!!"

"Eomma...I don't want to be a Monster...Please help me....."

"you are a monster..."

"Eomma.."

"Die.. die..you monster..."

"Eomma..."

*CHOKED*

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*Huff huff*

I opened my eyes quickly to escape this nightmare....

I was panting heavily, gasping for air.

What's the time? I thought and turned my head towards the small bedside clock.

6:38 AM.

It's always this time.

I shrugged all this and got up to slip into my work.

I am a newbie police officer. just been 3 months since I joined.

everyone here are so sweet, always takes care of everyone.

But....

Why the hell are they so sweet? can't they just stay normal?

I don't understand how can someone feel so attached to some other person..

Idiots!!!

"Hey Jaehyun!", I snapped out of my thoughts as Mi Yeon called my name.

"oh..Mi Yeona!", I smiled ear to ear showing my teeths.

She is Mi Yeon... My colleague... She always helps everyone and has a quite good behaviour.

She is the one who annoys me the most!

"HEY WHAT ARE YOU BOTH DOING?"

a loud voice echoes in the cabin as a boy in his mid 20s enters with a loud bang.

We both turned towards him.

It's Hyun-Joo, My another colleague and kinda the most funny one in our trio.

"I was looking for you two for a long time", He sneers hugging my right hand, Rubbing his cheeks on it like a little baby.

"yah..Don't be so ridiculous!", Mi Yeon exclaims pulling his ears.

I just laughed on their childishness.

They are like this since I first meet them.

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TIME SKIP....

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Mi Yeon approached me when I was complete winding up my things

"are you leaving already?"

"Oh .. yeah!"

"we are thinking about having some soju...wanna join?", She asked just normally on which I shook my head.

"I need to pick up my little brother", I smiled earning a nod from her.

She hands me the file of new case before sending me off just like everyday.

driving back to my house, I thwaked the file on couch and went towards the kitchen to grab some water from fridge.

I opened the fridge door only to witness my today's meal.

A half-dead Woman in her 30s.

I smirked, Increasing the coldness of the fridge and went upstairs to wash myself.

Wiping the water from my shoulders, I slowly rubs the cut marks on the back of my neck.

That woman was quite a fighter, she didn't gave up until I brutally chopped his hand, slice off.

She struggled at first but I smacked her head with a hammer, leaving her almost dead.

Easy!!!

What's happening?

Must be confused, right?

I am not interested in putting someone in so much confusion.

I am Kim Jaehyun, Age 25, currently a newbie police officer and a orphan.

Along with all this, I have another identity.

I am.. a PSYCHOPATH.

Yeah.. Psychopath.

The one of a kind what you sees in Movies.

Till now, I have slaughtered 6 people, including this woman.

Why do I kill them?

Out of curiosity!

Yeah..I just want to know how different people behaves when they are on the edge of death.

Those who satisfies me, Fortunes to die early, while those who don't carry my expectations, have to endure torture until i feel fully satisfied.

There is another thing I consider after killing them, their flesh.

I like cooking and trying their flesh as my meal, it happens sometimes, not with everyone.

The one with more chubby skin are my ideal preys.

Hah!!!

sometimes, they are even more interesting ..

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It's been happening since I was 22..and after it .. I became by habit....

having a stable job.. and a good plastered behaviour ... along with my victims to ease myself .. this is what makes me ....

Until one day .....