"I'm home." You said as you open the door.
You've arrived at home.

Doo Joon didn't ride you home today. He told you her parents need him at their shop.

"Why doesn't he ride you home today?" Someone answer it as a welcome greeting.

"None of your bussiness." You answer and walk to your room.
But that person grab your right arm roughly.

"Since when you are permission to answer your father like that?" He gripping his hold tighter, and it hurt you so much.

"You are nothing but my stepfather!" You push his hand and run to your room, and you bump the door.

"I'm nor finished talking,yet! You will get a punishment later. We'll continue this later." He said as he bump the out door too.
He left. It is relieved.

You sit at your bed and roll up your right sleeve.
There was a scar. Your father knows it was there so why he grab it, since he is the one who cause it.

 Tears slipped down your face. Not beccause of the scar pain. But it really hurt inside.

Your father always went to drink and gambler at night and end up with drrunk in the morning.
He always hit you when he lose in gambler, but he never wins.

*Life is unfair* you thought.
Your very-well mothter has pass away 1 month ago, 5 months after her marriage with your stepfather.

You dont know it is a good ir a bad thing.
Evevnthough she is still alive, she will be the one who bear your stepfatherr torture.
but now she is in peace.

*Omma, i hope you happy now with appa.* you murmur and fall asleep.