They say it takes more muscles to frown, but I think smiling is a lot harder. The only person who makes me smile is Yunni. She's the younger sister I never had, the only innocence in my life of pain. The innocence of a child is something pure, something that shouldn't be corrupted. How could one ever harm a child? 

Children are the most complicated yet simple beings on earth. They trust without question, they're loyal, and they're always happy at the end of the day. They can make a person happy by simply smiling, or doing something cute. Their innocence is something to treasure. 

I say this yet I am still a child myself. But my innocence has been taken away, I've suffered a pain a child shouldn't have to go through.

Children are the most cruel beings on earth. When young, a child can hurt another so deeply the scar will never go away, and it will never be forgotten nor forgiven. My innocent love was scarred, our innocent love was scarred. We loved each other, an innocent, sweet love that was put down by everyone. It was shattered with the harmful words of children, mere teenagers who couldn't understand. 

They said our love was disgusting, they said to get out of their sight. We had to hide ourselves, had to hide our love. We were scared, we hadn't done anything wrong. They hurt us, emotionally and physically. The physical pain was hardly bearable, the emotional pain was worse. 

I looked down at my hand, the hand Yunni was holing, a light cold breeze passing by. Is this child capable of creating such pain? I wouldn't believe it for a second. But what about when she gets older? Will she be like everyone else, seeing a person just as gay? Just as a problem? Will she not care about a person's feelings, rather only see them through blind eyes? 

That's why I won't tell her. I won't tell her of my past before she met me. I will not hear the cruel words of a child ever again. I will keep my past a secret, I will never tell anyone. Not another soul will ever know. 

Yet I will always remember, and never forget. I will always remember the day I met him, the day he died, and all days in-between. I will love him forever, even if he is no longer with me. 

We arrive at the park, which has become a familiar place to me. Though we came here for Yunni, I feel I may get as much, if not more, happiness from coming here than her. It gives off a peaceful feeling, an aura of happiness. Not too many places in the world can be talked about in the same way. Here is where familiarity sets in, remembering the past and when I used to be happy. I'm not sure if I'm happy now, or if I can ever be, but coming here gives me the closes to happiness I can get. 

There were only three benches surrounding the playground, all of which were occupied. Forget the happiness, because now anxiety is setting in. I don't know when I developed anxiety, nor how it happened, but there's no denying it's there. As Yunni ran off to go to the slide, I pondered on where to sit. I really hate imagining what a person would do if I sat by them, but imagine what they would think if I sat in the sand. 

Sighing, I casually sat down next to a guy who appears to be around my age. His gaze had been fixed on a small child whom I assumed he was here with, and I had hopped he would pay me no attention. I was wrong.

"It's pretty cold out, isn't it?" 

"I suppose," I answered, without looking at him. I'm not one to converse much with anyone, especially on a day like this. I can tell you it was a lot colder two years ago. There's not even any snow out today. 

"Does it always get this cold this time of year?" 

I turned my head slightly to look at him. I hadn't noticed before, but about a third of his hair was colored dark red. It reminded me of Byunghun, who always had different hair colors. It's not too often that you see vivid hair colors in Korea.

"Yes, it is. Did you just move here? " 

He nodded slightly. "Moving in today, actually. Parents are moving stuff into the new house. I was helping out but my little brother Hyunshik began getting bored, and started throwing a fit about there being nothing to do. Parents told me to have a look around the neighborhood with him so we'd have something to do. " 

He must live in my neighborhood, then. There's no other neighborhood around here that's within walking distance. Well, unless you walk for over an hour. 

"New school too?" 

"Yep! Starting on Monday." 

"What school are you transferring to?"

There's only two high schools within this section of city. One goes East, the other's located West. East is a private school, the West one is a public school. He probably goes to the West one.

"East Bang Private High School." 

"Really?" 

"Mhm. Why do you sound so surprised? "

"I go there. It's difficult to get into, especially if you're joining in the middle of the year. You have to have had outstanding grades in your previous year to get in. Actually, I've never seen anyone join after the first two weeks, and school's been in session for over three months. How did you get in?" 

I surprise myself with my lengthy response. I normally only reply with a single word and don't ask any questions, so this is a strange thing for me to do. But talking to him probably would get my mind off of things. 

"My sister graduated from there last year at the top of her class, my mom used to teach there, and my grades from my last school were all A's." 

"Wow. That's impressive. What year are you going into?" 

"Third." 

"That's my year." 

Our eyes locked onto each other's for a moment. It seemed like forever for him to say something. "Maybe I'll see you around." 

"Maybe." 

Nothing much happened... I always start out horribly on fanfics, don't I? Oh well.. That's because I don't want to rush it... This is going to be a very very very very very very very very long story though... xD... Comment? Pwease? I'll give you random videos I find...see~ : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ovjAvVZl9tE (Sorry, I'm having a random Changjo obsession.. I've been watching fan video's of him fort like the past 3 hours..o__o..) 

Edit : I wrote this before I knew Hyunshik was a real person. So, it's not BToB's Hyunshik who is in this story.. just imagine Changjo's brother as a little kid xD