http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B_7qmfkpU9Q

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You were sitting on one of your suitcases in the front hallway of the Woo Residence.

The Manor was colossal, sinister, and very vintage-looking with many staircases, secret passageways, and old furniture. The only sound was the ticking of the over-sized grandfather clock in the living room.

Your head was lowered and you were drawing circles with the toe of your bootie. You let out a sigh for the hundredth time since you had arrived. You were waiting for the maids to finish cleaning your room.

All you were thinking of at that moment was your cold, pale grandmother in her coffin. Tears fell down your face but you couldn’t even say at that moment how much she had meant to you. You remembered her last words to you: Be happy. *How can I be, grandma? A person- a thing- like me doesn’t deserve happiness. First I made mom pass away and now you…I’m horrible.*

A shadow fell over you.

You looked up and your eyes widened.

It was your half-brother Dongwoo. He was the most hot-tempered and scariest.

You shot up and bowed.

Dongwoo snorted, “You’re really moving in?” He already knew the answer since his father had made the announcement last night.

You bowed and signed ‘Mianhae, oppa. I know you don’t want me here.’

“Good. Then stay out of my way.” Dongwoo hissed and strode off.

You lowered your head. This was anot