Hi, I'm Jang Wooyoung. I'm 19years old. I was born and have spent most of my life in a small town somewhere in Busan east province. I lost both my parents in separate occasions. My mom died when I was 7, that time there was slippy road on rainy day when my parents and I were on our way home after visiting my grandparents graves. She died during the fatal accident. My dad and I survived after the incident but I was dealing with a half memory loss later on. I can't recall anything that happened to me before the accident so I don't really felt like missing her much when I think I should. And dad, he left me a few months before my final high school year. He died due to catastrophic illness, lung and stomach cancer. He became drunkard and avid smoker because of mom's death. He blamed himself for what happened to mom. Eventhough, it was hard to live as two men without a woman in the house. Dad tried his best to support our living and my school. After graduated from highschool, I worked as a part-time job in one of the local market nearby and dad will go out and worked as a free-lance in our village. However, his condition has got worser day by day and he refused to go to the hospital for a diagnosis. He will easily bristle up whenever I spoke about hospital or anything to do with medical related. He just hate it, he didn't want to go to the place where he saw his beloved wife for the last time. All the bad experience was leaving him turmoil.