"There were close to ten or so," he says, confirmation and the softened edge of his attention given to the young man in full. "Ten people who decided to act, and a village who decided to turn their heads away."

A longer pause, and a soft, tired sigh.

"How often have events like this happened? People deciding brother Sanwon wants someone so good everyone can admire them, want them, and want them gone for everyone's good?" The mother in the graveyard, who had taken her own life, after her daughter...