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Hobin studied her for a while before snickering. Jina frowned upon seeing him laugh over this.

“What’s so funny?” she asked.

“This,” Hobin said. “The two of us have special powers which we have to hide from the world!”

He kept on laughing as he leaned against a railing, looking at her with amusement. Jina stood beside him, curious about what his powers could do.

“So you’re psychometric?” she asked. After Hobin told her about his powers, she searched it up on the internet. While there had been people who claimed to be psychometric i.e. read memories of people and animals, none of those claims were proven to be true. In fact, the people who called themselves psychometric were frauds who merely used various ruses to fool people.

Hobin, on the other hand, was completely different. Jina had asked Minki whether he told Hobin about Wonho’s murder but the ghost replied in negative. No matter how she saw it, there was no way Hobin would know so many details about the murders unless he saw them with his own eyes.

“When I was a child, I used to see random visions whenever I touched someone,” he recalled. “In those days, I saw merely images of some of their memories but not all of it. At first, I didn’t understand what was going on but as I grew older, the images began to turn into short clips. Initially, those clips only showed their most recent memories. Like, I might see a clip of Siwan bro playing football from six hours ago. Stuff like that.”

“But I was so scared and confused that I didn’t tell mom and brother anything. Besides, whenever I mentioned to them about these images in my head, they used to think it was nothing more than a child’s imagination.”

“One day, when I was around ten or eleven,” he recounted. “I touched mom and saw one of her very old memories. It was of her late husband, Kang Danny.”

Jina froze upon hearing that name but Hobin was lost in his tale and did not notice her reaction.

“He was trying to kill mom,” he whispered. “In a hospital. Everything else was a blur except for Mom and Danny. I thought I saw my brother in the background and someone else was with him but I couldn’t be sure. Afterwards, I asked mom about Danny and she was shocked because she never told me anything about him.”

“When I finally revealed my strange visions to her, she took me to a renowned psychiatrist who examined me,” he went on. “He gave me medicines but nothing worked and I kept on having these images in my head. Memories which weren’t even mine. My powers were uncontrollable because I could see the good and bad memories of people upon the slightest touch. For the next five years, I didn’t touch anyone. Not even my mother and brother.”

“But the psychiatrist had a different method ready,” Hobin stated.

“What was that?” Jina asked. She did not realize that she had held her breath, engrossed in his tale.

“When the treatments weren’t working, he stopped trying to suppress my powers,” he said. “And began to focus on helping me control them. It was difficult but he was the bait. He kept on making me exercise my mind until one day, I was able to shake his hand without barging into his memories. It took me another year to completely master my abilities until it became second nature of mine to block people’s memories away. Since then, I’ve never read my family’s memories. They’ve been through enough and I don’t wanna make them relive their nightmares. It’s the least I can do for them.”

“You still use it though,” Jina said. “Is it to help people?”

“Nah,” Hobin replied. “I’m done helping people. I don’t use it all the time. Only in emergency cases like Haeji’s or when I have to find holes in a suspect’s testimony. That’s it.”

“But given that you were able to read Minki’s memories, even the ones he made as a ghost,” she said. “Shows that you can read the memories of anyone as long as they have a body whether it’s their own or possessed.”

Hobin nodded. “I never knew I could use my abilities like this,” he frowned. “Even I was surprised today.”

He sighed and turned to her. “Now it’s your turn,” he said. “How did you end up with this…weird power?”

“Powers,” Jina corrected. “I have two.”

Hobin raised an eyebrow. Jina slowly narrated to him about her family and how she got the power to communicate with ghosts and other creatures of the dark from her mother’s side.

“Ghosts and any other spirits,” she went on. “I can see it all. Even if someone is in a coma and his spirit is detached from the body, I can see it. I can even touch them as if they’re human but their temperature is very cold.”

Both of them were quiet for a while, lost in their own thoughts.

“Your other ability,” Hobin finally said. “What is it?”

Jina was reluctant to answer this question. She looked down at her fingers, fidgeting nervously at the thought of her other power which she got from her dad. Even he did not use it for many years because both of them agreed that it was a dangerous ability. No one should use it for the sake of their sanity.

“It’s something no one should possess,” Jina admitted. “But I guess, as the family hybrid, I’m a little weird.”

She chuckled at her lame joke but Hobin could sense that beneath her silly joke was pure fear. The girl was afraid of her other power and he was now more curious.

“Tinkerbell, I think we’re past having secrets,” he reminded her. “Like it or not but we’re two peas in a pod and need to stick together. If you don’t tell me the full truth, how will we work together to bring down criminals?”

“To be honest, I’d rather never use this power even on a heinous criminal,” Jina said bitterly. 

“Just spill it!” Hobin frowned.

Jina took a deep breath. “The other power I possess,” she began. “Is that I can visit another dimension. It’s a dimension where only dead people can go but they can’t return. I can transport between the worlds of the living and the dead anytime I want. I’m not just a Seer of ghosts; I’m also a Transporter between the two worlds.”