"You've got a heart as loud as lions

so why let your voice be tamed?

Maybe we're a little different

There's no need to be ashamed."

There are nations where twins mean luck, happiness.

There are countries which handle twins as a sign of bad luck, misfortune.

It doesn't matter in what you're believing- your twin can be both.

Either the blessing you were waiting for... or your very own curse.

It had always been the same. Sooyoung went off to school as you stayed at home, waiting for your home tutor to arrive. He was one of the few stabile social contacts you had- except for your family, there was just him.

There where days when your sister wasn't able to attend school due to her illness. That's when the two of you were allowed to play with each other happily or -as you grew older- tried out the new styling products and clothes she got as a present from your grandmother.

You never asked "why"- the two of you were happy the way it was.

Yet, that was only until the two of you turned 18.

A few weeks after your birthday, Sooyoung's condition started to get worse.

You donated blood for her to receive it.

You started to ask "why".

Why did she feel sick and tired that often?

Why weren't you allowed to go to school?

Why didn't even your grandparents know about your existence?

Why didn't even one photo of you as a baby excist?

You were eighteen years old when your parents told you about the reason for you beeing born... for becoming your sister's "twin".

She is sick.

She has leukemia.

You don't.

For her to live a peaceful life, you were "born".

God sent you along just to make sure she lives a happy life on earth.

Yet, "their" god was a man in white clothes.

A doctor.

A laboratory technician.

Thanks to him, you were allowed to live.

You.

Your sister's clone.