The past

Sound of sobbing and screaming can be heard from the house. A 3 years old boy can be seen standing outside of the room where sobbing and screaming can be heard.

“Don’t take away my girl please. She is part of me. I can’t make it without her” a woman in her mid thirty cried out.

“Noona, you know if we don’t give her away, she is not going to make it. It is the best for her. We have to do this”. The man kneeling in front of the woman and while carrying a baby girl. “I have to leave now noona. This is for the best”. The man said while standing up and heading toward the door. He glances to the boy outside the room with sad smile.

“Uncle, where do you take my sister to? Why is mom crying?” The boy asked.

“Your sister is going to better place Chanyeol-ah. Please take care of your mom”. The man ruffles the boy hair and continues on walking to the house main door. The boy can only nods and walk inside the room to hug his crying mother.

That is the last time he sees his hardly 1 year old baby sister Chanmi . He is still too young to understand the situation. From then on no one really mentioned about his sister. His mother will cry on the day his sister born every year. He never understands why his sister has to leave them but he never asked. His father blames himself on his incapability of keeping his family together whenever he saw her beloved wife crying.

Few years has passed, however his mother never smile as wide