“Noona! Noona! NOONA!”  I heard someone calling me but I chose to ignore it. “5 more minutes” I say rubbing my face into my pillow. “Noona! You said you’ll take me shopping today!” my 15 year old brother, Sanjung says as he barges into my room. “Okay I’ll take you later” I say into my pillow. “But I’m already ready, so i guess you’ll have to take me now” he says smirking. “And plus, I told Mom so you better get ready”  I groan. I knew my mother’s weakness would be his precious little son. It’s not like she doesn’t like me, oh no, she loves me, but she just loves Sanjung a little more because he’s younger. “I hate you” I call out to Sanjung. I get up and get fresh and put on a hoodie and jeans with my slip on shoes and head out.  “Okay you little punk, let’s go” I say to Sanjung and say bye to my mom. “Aren’t you going to eat breakfast?” my mom says to me. “I’ll just get something later, thanks though” I say and head off. I get into the driver seat of my car while my brother gets into the passanger seat.  “Where do you want to go?” I ask him while I start to drive. “The mall, I need some new shoes” he says looking down to his current ones.  “Boy you sure do sound like a girl” I say and he slaps on my arm. I laugh and keep driving. We shopped for a little while and decided to head back. “I’m hungry” Sanjung said.  “We just ate!” I say looking at him. “And? I’m a boy going through puberty, I get hungry often” he says looking at me.  “Fine where do you want to go?” I say. “Well since you spent a lot of money on my shoes” he says looking down at his $180 Timberlands, “We can just go to the conveince store nearby”  “Thank the lord” I say and he laughs. We reach there about a few minutes later and Sanjung goes and buys him something. We were about to go pay but Sanjung suddenly stopped me. “What?” I asked. “We should buy a lottery ticket!” he says. “Uh yeah, no. Our chances are this slim and I’m not about to waste my money on a lottery ticket” I say turning around. “Please! I promise I won’t bug you anymore!” he says. I turn back around. “Promise?” I say. “Promise” he tells me back. I go up to the counter and pay for our snacks. I look at the cashier and he turns out to be a very tall guy with sharp features. I can’t tell why that he looks awfully familiar. My head starts hurting because I’m trying to think where I saw him and I guess I was staring at him and the next thing you know a elbow hits the side of my stomach. Sanjung signals with his eyes to ask for the lottery ticket. I sigh and look at the cashier. I find his nametag and it reads “Seungjun”. “Uh Seungjun-sshi, may I have 2 lottery tickets please?” I ask. He looks at me and for a split second I see a smirk. “How many?” he asks. “Two please” I say and take out my money and hand it to him. He puts all the snacks in a bag and hands me the lottery ticket. “Good luck” he says as I leave. I smile at him and push the door. “Oh now you get one” Sangjun says as I close the door of the car. I roll my eyes “Let’s just test our luc