Seojin only knew one person he can't ever manipulate or hurt—Jinseok Park, Sherlock of the modern world. She was a hero to everyone. She'd travel just about anywhere. She'd explore every corner of the world. She'd help people with her brilliant mind. She had a firm motivation. "I want to make this world a little less painful to live in." As you can guess, she caught criminals.

When they first met, she gave Seojin the option to follow her instead of involving the police. The red-eyed villain agreed to become one of her student. Her students, in fact, have records, with many involved in murder cases. But her blue eyes don't see them as evil. Despite being the whistleblower and aware of the harm caused by each of them.

"You guys were all just unlucky."

Her eyes were blue as the sky. That wasn't only a saying, her eyes were like the sky. The moment something entered her line of sight, she could almost grasp the minute specifics. Jinseok was gifted. "It's the Seven Eyes, I'm telling you guys. I'm not some kind of god."

Even though she never called herself as god, everyone can't help but to describe her as one. When she was in pursuit of a serial killer, the predator pulled the trigger for his gun at her. The bullet traveled less or about 700 meters per second. And she dodged it as her white hair flowed like a river around the shoulder. Giving up, the killer worshipped her. "Jinseok is unkillable!"

"I'm telling you guys," she sighed and chuckled, "It's the Seven Eyes. Everything, even you guys, is so slow."

She rarely talked about herself, everyone knew her by her actions. But there was one time she said this when they're on a pool. She did not swim. "I don't like the taste of water on my skin."

If nothing came up, she would shut her eyes and walk as if she was blind.It was almost like she was hiding her power. "Quite contrarily," she said when Seojin asked of her weird behaviour, "I'm hiding from the Seven Eyes. Being able to see everything is just so tiring to have."

One day, she received a request from a police officer. It was about a murder case from five years ago. A rich girl was murdered in her own home. It was said the case was unsolvable because there were no witness but an anonymous reported the death, a weapon but with unknown fingerprint, and all the suspects proved their alibi and innocent. They said the girl just died with a stab wound suddenly. "I don't believe in suddenly. Everything happens for a reason, don't you think so, Seojin?" 

The next morning, she brought all of her student and the police officer to a graveyard. Before coming, she ordered Seojin to bring a shovel. She stood on a tomb of 'Junichiro Ichigo' and pointed below her, "There, that's the murderer. The reason you guys can't find him is because he's hiding behind the face of death."

The officer commented with a twitching eyes, "Junichiro was the father of the victim."

Jinseok added, "And a failed business owner after his abusive nature toward his wife and daughters was reported. Mia ichigo, her own daughter, the victim, exposed it. Then, out of guilt, he took his own life and the inheritance money and business passed to Mia—or so the story goes."

"So he has a motive," the police officer said and sounded so unsure, "Are you trying to prove that he died after killing the girl? But that's not possible. According to our information, the father killed himself a month before the girl was murdered."

"Exactly what I'm trying to prove here. The father died first and killed his daughter."

"How's that possible?"

"He was haunting her?" She said, without a hint of laughter.

"Ghost? So illogical. I thought you were better than this," the officer snapped.

The girl's blue eyes brightened. She was happy her skill was questioned. "Remember the unknown fingerprint? I checked, and it belonged to the dead person underneath me. Remember the anonymous report? It was made by a male, right? Remember the alibi? No one had seen the guy beneath me. The case is unsolved because you haven't investigated Junichiro Ichigo."

"A ghost can't kill a person!"

She was laughing at her heart's content. She wiped the small, happy tear around her eyes. "Officer, ghost can't kill a person, I know that!" When she flicked her fingers, it was a sign for Seojin to dig up the grave of Junichiro. "You'd see nothing but a couple of twigs and a dusty ring inside."

After Seojin done the hardest part of the day's work, everyone was shocked to see that there was no corpse. There was no Junichiro. Only a couple of twigs and a ring.

The officer fell on his ass from the shock. "Junichiro faked his own death. And… how—how do you know what the content are inside?"

Jinseok rubbed the side of her eyes, they glowed brighter than the afternoon light. "Because I saw, that's all. Now, if you want a lead, you can see where he had the money gone after Mia passed away. 

"I'm sure the culprit worked together with whoever won the most after she died," she said and walked away, yawning. 

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Seojin followed behind her and had only one question, "It only took you a day to solve the case five years unsolved?"

She turned around and tightened her face, "Is that how you think of me, my dear Seojin? Of course not."

"Can you not be so formal with me, you're still sixteen and I'm five years older than you."

She knocked on his chest and chuckled, ignoring Seojin's remark. "I solved it a second after the officer left our room yesterday."

The other students caught up with them, and she beamed at everyone. "Don't compliment me too much."

"We're not trying to," Hayabusa muttered, scratching his messy head.

"Come on guys," Jinseok's chin lifted, "if you really want to say how smart I am, just say it. Don't be jealous."

"Sensei is so smart we're not even worthy to feel jealous!" That one was Alice, with a bright green eyes, she enjoyed boosting Jinseok's ego.

"Believe me," she said, serious all sudden, "You guys have what it takes to do this. The Enigma might even surpass me soon."

Seojin had forgotten how silly the term 'Enigma' sounded when she applied it to the group of students. There were eleven of them including Seojin.

"Eh, Sensei? Can we really reach your level?"

She gave them a thumbs up, "Maybe you guys are just a bunch of idiots I collected."

"Urk."

"Bunch of idiot I called friends, tehee."

Seojin stopped following her for a moment and observed the back of the Seven Eyes possessor and her followers. Seojin thought only one thing: I've seen this once in the Bible.

Then Jinseok stopped and turned around to face her student, "Like I said, I'm not a god. It's my Seven Eyes."

Seojin didn't believe it until a couple of years later.

It was on 1st January 2018, Jinseok left her students with a message. "I'm going out. You are welcome to find me."

And just like that, she had disappeared for the entire month. No one heard anything from her. The Enigma looked for her. "It might be just another game she's playing with us."

"Sensei enjoys doing that."

"What if she really in danger?" One of the student called out.

Everybody laughed.

"She might be, but why do we have to worry? She can't die."

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Seojin walked along the banks of a dark, murky river, repeatedly glancing at the message he had received earlier that morning. 'Seojin, I'm in trouble, come to this location. We met at night when it's safe.' The GPS brought him to this location. He was in the middle of Hiatus Forest with no clue what to expect. The message seemed to come from her. But there was only one problem he found in this message. That she said she's in trouble. She had never been bothered by anything.

It was by chance; the moon lighted up a certain part of the river. Seojin saw Jinseok first. After have been missing for a month, he thought she'd say something like, 'Heya, been missing me?', 'You look a lot thinner, Seojin,' or—

"Seojin, what are you doing here?"

She was pale, her movements were hindered by a limp, and her body seemed to have been doused in blood. The color of her hair, which was once pure white, had red dripping from it. Seojin realized she had fallen from somewhere high. She was bleeding. She was in pain. She looked like she'd fall soon.

As Seojin had guessed, she fell flat on the shallow, glittering river, making a loud splash sound. Her body acted as a filter, the water behind her body turned into blood.

Seojin only stood there, is his god is finally going to die? That couldn't be right. Seojin convinced himself she won't die.

He went into the cold water and grabbed Jinseok's colder body. Bright blue eyes, a hint of life.

She choked out a little more blood, splattering it on his chest. "Run, Seojin. This has to be a trap for you. They are going to murder you, too."

Seojin didn't know what or how to feel about it—about seeing her injured, about knowing his life was in danger, and about the culprit behind this plan.

She can't even resist the current, so Seojin did what he thought he wanted to. He pulled her body onto his back and carried her out of the river. He can feel her breath next to his ear—it sounds so fragile.

"Ah…" Jinseok sighed and chuckled forcefully, "So you will not listen? You have always been an arrogant student. And here I thought you'd be more sad, Seojin."

"I have a problem feeling that, remember?"

She hugged him tighter, "I don't want to die."

"You're not going to, I'm here."

Seojin can't really see it, but the girl cried—for the first time, he thought. "Don't worry, I know the closest hospital. I'm taking you there."

Her voice was hoarse, "I have forgotten how this felt, you know. Before I awakened myself, my life was only suffering."

"Please say nothing else," Seojin said, "Save it after you're discharged from the hospital."

"It's my decision to take this path… I know very well what the risks are."

"Hey, don't talk." She's going to die at this rate, he thought.

"But I can't take it. I don't want to be my friend's enemy. I'm sorry, Seojin, that you had to see me this way."

"Jinseok Park," Seojin called her real name. "You're going to die."

"I told you. I'm no god."

She stopped.

Seojin felt a little relieved that she finally listened to him. But that seemed to be the trouble. She never listened to anyone when they told her to shut up.

"Hey, are you still alive?"

"…"

"I guess not."

Seojin knew it from the start after seeing that many stab wounds on her body. She can't be saved. Being together with her for three years taught him to be selfish. She felt a little lighter now, as if a weight had been lifted off her shoulders—life, that is.

"Hey, there. Seojin."

A voice of a male coming from his back. Seojin didn't really care to turn around. He already knew it's the culprit.

Seojin had two red eyes, and he closed it. Whoever approaching his back knew how to kill him. They killed the unkillable Jinseok, after all. What of Seojin?

Stab.

Stab.

Stab.

Seojin kept counting how many he's been stabbed despite the sharp pain every time the count rose.

Stab.

Stab.

Stab.

When the count reached twenty, the sharp pain stopped. And now he felt only dizzy and life ooze out of his body.

"Now do me a favour and drop dead, Seojin."

A female voice chimed in, "Seojin, you should've just run when you saw her like that. Maybe the old you would do just that. It looked like the Seven Eyes corrupted you too. Well, this is what you get for thinking you a hero."

His face smacked on the ground. Besides him, he saw JInseok. She was looking at him. Her eyes were wet with sadness. She looked so regretful. She looked so human. She looked so pretty.

Her long eyelashes contained dirt. Her bright blue eyes were still sparkling with a hint of mischief. Even without life, they are still glowing. Seojin wondered how long can the light could last.

Even in their death moment, she gave him something to play with. Which one would last longer, my Seven Eyes's light or your life?

Seojin won, and she smiled.

…

…

…

"It's a boy!"

Everyone gathered around the mother who had successfully given birth to a baby with a pair of red eyes.

The boy cried because someone important to him died.