True Education – Yandere Sisters Whose Lives Were Ruined by #MeToo, Revenge Story From Their Lewd and Corrupt Trainer

Ji Sang-min, a man exhaling cigarette smoke with a long sigh, stared blankly at the face of a woman who was unconscious and tied to a chair.

Sangmin knows this woman well, whose black hair suits her slim face.

Dayoung Jeong. He was a student whom he taught as a tutor for 10 years, and is now one of Sangmin’s enemies who ruined everything.

Sangmin, who was looking at Dayoung with complicated feelings, picked up the half of the remaining soju in the bottle and drank it down.

He threw the cigarette butt on the floor, rubbed it with his foot, put a new cigarette in his mouth, and lit it again.

“Stop standing up, you damn kid. Part of me wants to kill him right now, but shouldn’t he still teach a disciple who lacks a teacher?”

He grabbed Dayoung’s long hair with his rough hands and shook her head, but when she didn’t wake up and talked to him, he started tapping her cheek with his palm.

“It hurts… stop…”

When he blew out cigarette smoke toward Dayoung, who was muttering with a dazed face, probably because the drug still had some residual energy, she made a coughing noise and frowned.

“Cough… Ugh… Smell of cigarettes… You…?”

When Da-young opened her eyes, the face that came in was so tired that her skin was dull and her eyes were bulging, so she doubted whether it was someone she knew, but it was clearly Sang-min, her tutor.

“Ugh… Did they really kidnap you? They filed a lawsuit for all the money they didn’t have and gave it to them as alimony when they divorced, but now they’re even kidnapping someone who used to be their student? I feel sorry for my father who passed away while trusting and asking for a person like this as his teacher. You have to joke around in moderation. Do you think you can get through this safely?”

Sang-min, who was looking at Da-young, who was still proudly provoking her despite being restrained to a chair, picked up a new bottle of soju, opened the lid, and took a sip.

“Hehehe… Dayoung, who pushed me, an innocent person, into hell for false accusation and ruined all of my assets, my beloved wife and daughter, and my social reputation. If I had expected a kind word of apology to come out of your mouth, I wouldn’t have gone to the trouble of kidnapping you. Probably not.”

Sangmin took another sip of soju, opened Dayoung’s mouth, and started forcing the soju into her. Dayoung tried not to drink at first, but when she closed her mouth, he held her nose and prevented her from breathing, so she eventually opened her mouth and took in about half a bottle of soju.

“You drink well, Dayoung. After all, you have to learn how to drink from an adult, right?”