He remembers everything so vividly. 

Sungjong was 16 years old when he was laughing on his walk home with his friends from school. He remembers skipping to his front door and stopping in his tracks when he noticed that the door is slightly open.

Hesitantly he steps inside. His living room is trashed. Everything was tossed about and strewn across the floor.

"Hello?" He asks, not sure if anyone is to hear. "Umma? Appa?" No response.

He forces himself to move foreward cautiously. Coming up on his parents' bedroom, he peaks around the corner, eyes widening when he sees a deep red color pooling on the wood floor. He covers his mouth to stop his whimpers he fully steps into the room only to find his parent's dead on the floor. Loosing feeling in his legs he falls to his knees sobbing into his hand helplessly.

"Yah! Kid!"

His head flew in the direction of the voice to see an intimidating man in all black standing in the doorway. Sungjong took immediate action and dashed out of the house, pushing the man out of the way. And he ran. And ran. Not daring to look back. And from that moment on, his life changed forever.-

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His spirit lied in his parents' happiness. Now that they're dead, will Sungjong be able to find happiness within someone else?