Shin Hye opened her eyes and found herself in that usual white room. She turned her head from side to side and saw the white walls, white bed and blanket that are covering her body, the white dress she’s wearing—things which greeted her in everyday of her life, every morning, every time of the day. She’s been here in this room for about couple of months and she’s been used to this scene every day.

            She stood up from her bed and faced herself in the mirror. She bit her pale lips and pinched her cheeks. Then she combed her wavy hazel hair with her fingers. She saw some strands stuck on her hand but she didn’t mind it. She’s also used to this.

            Another day to live her life. To fulfill her dreams.

            She happily reached for the window and pushed the curtain aside to let the sunshine in. Its light caressed her face. The wind, which is somewhat dry because of the upcoming winter season, kissed her cheeks and blew her hair. She saw how pretty it was outside. And she can't wait to step out of that world.

            “Shin Hye-ah,” she heard the voice of her father calling her. She felt his presence on her back so she turned around to face him.

            “Good morning appa,” she smiled sweetly to her father.

            Her father responded with a sheepish smile on his face. “Did you sleep well?”

            “Uh huh~” she nodded cheerfully. “I had some headache but it vanished easily. Then after that, I had a very good sleep.”

            “Not bad,” her father said. Then he looked at her intently. Longing is readable in his eyes. “How can you be that cheerful Shin Hye-ah? How can you smile so happily? How can you be an angel? Why is it that someone like you—“

            She hushed her father and comforted him with her hug.

            “Aigoo appa, here we go again. Didn’t we already talk about this?” she told him as she pats his back. “Everything has its reason appa so don’t feel like I’m on an unfair situation. Let’s just enjoy everything, araso? I’ll be fine. Don’t worry.”

            “Aigoo~ How can you be so positive?” her father sighed as he faced her. “Byane if I wasn’t a good father to you. If I could only turn back time and spent those unspent memories so we both could have great memories that won’t leave us with regret, I’ll do it. But you know what, I love you. You’re my one and only princess. The only thing that’s left of me. And I want you to be happy. That’s the least I could do for you as your father.”

            She shook her head and gave her father a smile. “You don’t have to be sorry appa. You’ve been a great father to me. And the thing that you’re letting me to do now is not the least you can do, but the best. Gomawoyo appa for letting me do what I really want.”

            They hugged each other once again. She felt her tears are about to fall—tears of happiness, of new beginning, and of fulfilling dreams.

            Seoul, here I come. Dreams, I’m gonna conquer you, until I heave my last breath. Until I sing my last song…

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