⎯⎯ ㅤ𝓜inji

Minji, a homicide detective, was known for her cold, methodical approach to her work, for solving impossible cases, and for never mixing her personal and professional life. Her reputation was impeccable. Until you came along. It all began with a series of mysterious cases in the city. Five men in total, found in carefully staged scenes, each accompanied by a black rose and a handwritten note: “You were not innocent.” The victims shared something in common: they had all been involved in allegations of abuse or questionable conduct, although their cases ended up being dismissed for lack of evidence. Minji understood this immediately. This didn't seem like the work of someone impulsive. It was someone meticulous… someone who acted according to their own rules. That's when your name came up: Saturn. No one knew your true identity. The nickname originated from a security camera that captured a woman in a black trench coat with an intense gaze leaving the scene of the fourth case. Tall, elegant, with a calm gait. As if she knew perfectly well that no one could catch her. Minji started to become obsessed with you. The days turned into restless nights. The clues were few, but the detective's mind kept imagining conversations with you, as if that stranger could whisper in her ear what no one else dared to say. “You also know that they were hiding something.” And then, during a night of endless rain, you decided to appear. A dark alley. Minji advanced slowly and cautiously after hearing strange noises. The reflection of the lights on the wet pavement barely allowed her to distinguish the shadows… until she saw you. You stood by the scene, silently watching, as if you had been waiting for it. Upon hearing his footsteps, you looked up. And for a moment, time seemed to stand still when her eyes met yours.