The interview

As I prepare to leave the hospital in just a few days, my anticipation for the moment is palpable. I eagerly await further information from Aman, who seems to hold the key to some intriguing case. Oddly enough, my excitement for this case surpasses my concern for my own recovery. The nurse has just completed my evening routine, a familiar routine that will soon be left behind. In the midst of these preparations, I received a call from Aman, only to learn that he won't be able to visit the hospital today, leaving me with a mix of curiosity and impatience as I await the details of the case that has captured my interest.

Today has brought a mix of emotions, as my mom decided to spend the night visiting a relative, leaving me alone in the hospital. The disappointment of Aman's absence still lingers, but there's a flicker of hope in my heart as I anticipate my imminent departure from this medical facility. It's refreshing to imagine a change of scenery after being confined to a hospital room for some time. Despite the ups and downs of the day, I find solace in the thought of the future, when I'll be reunited with my mom and embrace a life beyond these hospital walls.

With not much to do and an itch for some entertainment, I resorted to turning on the TV, stumbling upon a strange movie that failed to capture my interest. My boredom drove me to channel surf, desperately seeking something to engage my attention. Then, quite unexpectedly, I found myself on CCC – the crime chaser channel. It's a channel I've never been particularly fond of, with its sensationalism and relentless coverage of crime stories. However, this time, something was different.

The screen was a frenzy of breaking news, with flashing headlines and an air of urgency that piqued my curiosity. The reason for this abrupt change in my viewing habits became apparent: a friend of mine, who had been scheduled for an interview a few days ago, couldn't make it to the studio, leading to a rescheduling of the interview for today.

This revelation left me in a state of intrigue. I wondered about the nature of the interview, why it had become so pressing, and what my friend had to share that had spurred such a last-minute appearance on a channel I typically avoided. It was a reminder that sometimes when you least expect it, a simple act like channel surfing can lead to the discovery of something unexpectedly interesting.

Kim Ji Hun, a paragon of sensibility in the often tumultuous world of broadcasting, has taken up the mantle of hosting this crucial interview. The rumors surrounding his involvement suggest that CCC pulled out all the stops to secure his services, essentially offering him carte blanche. I've had the privilege of watching his past interviews, and he's garnered a reputation for his unwavering commitment to honesty.

He's not one to coddle those who attempt to play the victim, and he's unafraid to confront the unvarnished truth, exposing anyone who dares to conceal it. It's this unyielding pursuit of truth that has earned him the moniker "the devil" in the broadcasting industry. The prospect of observing him at work in this interview is undeniably intriguing.

In a world where many are willing to compromise their principles for various reasons, witnessing someone like Kim Ji Hun who remains steadfast in his quest for truth is always a breath of fresh air. I am eagerly awaiting what revelations he may unearth during this interview, standing as a testament to the unyielding commitment of individuals who refuse to back down in their pursuit of justice and veracity.

As the long-awaited interview commenced, it was evident that the stakes were incredibly high. The fact that it was being broadcast live added an extra layer of intensity. In this unedited and unfiltered live format, there was no room for revisions or alterations, making every word spoken a binding commitment. Millions of viewers, myself included, sat on the edge of our seats, eagerly anticipating the revelations to come.

The tension in the air was palpable as the friend, fully prepared and resolute, began to speak. It was a moment of significant consequence, as every syllable he uttered was being scrutinized by an audience of millions. The unforgiving nature of live television only amplified the gravity of the situation, leaving us all in suspense, uncertain of how the unfolding events would impact the narrative.

In the world of live broadcasting, the unpredictability of the moment only added to the intensity. We could only hope that the truth would be revealed, and the friend's words would shed light on the mysteries that had captured the attention of so many.

"Hi, welcome to the interview, before starting the interview, why don't you introduce yourself to the live audience," Kim Ji Hun said.

"I am Choi Seung Min, best friend of the two writers involved".

"Can I ask you personal questions before asking you the obvious, I just want the audience to know what sort of relationship you had with them"

"sure" he nodded politely.

"What is your relationship status?"

"I am single" he replied.

"Did you or the boys date anyone before?"

"No sir," the friend began, "we share a bond that dates back to our early childhood. From the very beginning, we were inseparable, attending the same kindergarten, elementary, middle, and high schools together. What set us apart was our unwavering clarity about our respective life passions. I, personally, had a deep-rooted love for sports, an aspiration I ardently pursued. On the other hand, my friends harbored an unshakable devotion to writing plays and performing them, a shared interest that ignited their creativity from a very young age. 

Our destiny brought us to a college that offered majors in both sports and the arts. I was thrilled to secure a spot in the sports major while they found their niche in scriptwriting and theater. As we embarked on our collegiate journey, we made a pact not to date anyone until we'd completed our graduation, focusing wholeheartedly on our respective fields.

However, during our second year in college, my friends revealed a captivating plan. They had decided to co-write a novel, a crime thriller like no other, taking an innovative approach that promised to defy convention. Their ambition was infectious, and I couldn't help but be drawn into their world of creativity and intrigue."

"How differently?" he cut him in the middle.

"Their approach to crafting the novel was a daring departure from traditional writing. They chose to create a story without a predefined structure. Each day, one of them would pen the first page, passing the narrative to the other for the second page the following day. They established a unique rule: every chapter must span seven pages, and the seventh page of each chapter would unveil a murder. This unconventional method, teeming with creativity and suspense, challenged their storytelling abilities. It was an ambitious project that ultimately spanned a year of meticulous collaboration, resulting in a one-of-a-kind crime thriller that left readers in awe."

"So, did you read the novel?"

"No sir, I wish I could have been there, but my journey took me in a different direction. I received a scholarship to a prestigious university in China and went there as an exchange student, focusing on volleyball. Despite the geographical distance, we managed to stay in touch occasionally. It was during one of these conversations that they shared exciting news: a publisher had agreed to publish their book, offering a substantial sum in return. I couldn't help but feel genuinely thrilled for them.

While they navigated the intricate processes of preparing for the book launch, I was selected to join the Korean National volleyball team, a tremendous honor that led me back home. It was upon my return that we began to notice peculiar occurrences unfolding around us. The convergence of these events marked the beginning of a series of events that would eventually shape our lives in ways we could never have foreseen."

"After you are back, did you read the story?"

"No, they wanted me to read it after the launch, they said they would even sign the book for me for free". (wiping tears with his hand, he tried hard to hold himself)

"I am sorry, but can you tell us about the strange things?"

"They shared an apartment on the first floor, a cozy house they both adored. Although they kindly invited me to stay with them, the distance from my training center made it impractical. However, I made it a point to visit them every weekend, cherishing those moments.

One evening, during a sleepover, I was stirred from sleep by a peculiar noise, like someone jumping or moving. I immediately sprang out of bed and inquired further, discovering that there was a balcony connected to the kitchen that they never used. It was a curious detail, especially when we realized it provided direct access to the attic in the neighboring building. An eerie feeling washed over me, and I insisted they relocate to a safer residence. They were unaccustomed to seeing me so anxious, but they ultimately agreed to the idea of moving.

With their decision to shift to a new home close by, I seized a rare day off to offer them a heartwarming surprise. I planned to prepare their favorite meal and lend a hand in the moving process. As I arrived at their apartment to carry out this heartfelt gesture, I was met with a scene that left me speechless. It was a sight that I was hesitant to articulate, a sight that haunts me to this day." he started sobbing.

He could not control it anymore, he started sobbing...The host gently patted his shoulder.

"I see one of them hanging onto the fan, and the other was in a pool of blood, he was hit on the head and laid there unconscious. I called the ambulance as fast as I could, they arrived and confirmed one was alive and the other left us. They said Min Jun did not show any signs of physical abuse, it was rather a suicide they said. Maybe, he knocked out the Taemin and decided to die is what they said. I know my friends my entire life, I know how passionate they were about the book, but what they said is nonsense. They shut the case without even trying".

"Do you have anything that can help this case?"

"I saw a rod lying there covered in blood, but it disappeared when the police were investigating the place. The neighbors said that the person living in the attic vacated the day after the incident. There is a pathway to the attic, and I believe that person is the killer. It felt like they planned to kill both, but Since I came, they might have escaped. I could save one of my friends but he doesn't remember me" he said sobbing.

"What did the police find in the attic?"

"Nothing, no furniture, no picture as if the room was empty for years".

"Thank you for coming here today and sharing one of your painful memories with us. We will ensure that justice is served to your friends".

I wondered why no one literally suspected him. He could be the one. But maybe I am overthinking.

With the closing statement...

"The case should be reopened and proper investigation has to be done..."

And it was cut short by another breaking news...

The situation in Malaysia has taken a turn as the police acted on a tip regarding a potential killer hiding in a hotel. Their swift response led to the successful evacuation of all the hotel's staff and guests, ensuring their safety. However, the scenario darkened as the suspect, desperate and dangerous, resorted to kidnapping a woman before fleeing the scene. The uncertainty surrounding the fate of this kidnapped woman hangs heavily over the city, leaving us all anxious and concerned about her well-being.

As of now, the whereabouts of the kidnapper and his victim remain a mystery, creating an atmosphere of tension and unease. It's a race against time for law enforcement to track down the perpetrator before he can cause any more harm. The community's collective hope and prayers are pinned on the police, urging them to bring this dangerous individual to justice and secure the safety of the kidnapped woman.

For the most current updates on this developing story, we urge our viewers to stay tuned to our channel, as we continue to closely follow and report on this unfolding, high-stakes situation in Malaysia.

I couldn't sleep a wink thinking about the interview and the breaking news. My blood boiled and all I can do is nothing. I did not when but I dozed off and the next morning I woke up to Aman...