Selfish was a word that I never wanted to be associated with.

Greed was something I never wanted to affiliated with.

My need to stay away from those two things stemmed from my childhood, when I'd been living with my father. He and my mother had divorced not too long after my birth and since my father had been financially better off, they'd decided that I'd live mostly with him.

He was a stable man - never once did he lay a hand on me, nor did he verbally abuse me. He was a hard worker and I lived a luxurious life with him. He'd been a good father too, in the sense that he taught me well and raised me to be nothing less than lady.

His one fault however, was his selfishness.

And it'd led to his death.

. . .

I'd been sent to live with my mother after his death. I was ten at the time and three years ago, she'd remarried into the Choi family. With this, she'd gained another daughter.

Her name was Choi Jinri, or Sulli as she liked to be called, and she'd befriended me as soon as I'd stepped into her house.

The Choi family was a middle class family and this new life could not afford the luxury I was used to, but I didn't mind. In fact, it only heightened my desire to be selfless. Yes, after witnessing my father's death due to his insatiable greed, I vowed never to follow his path.

And I decided to start with Sulli.

I gave her everything she asked from me - whether it be my favourite clothes, foods or other material possessions. They were only material possessions after all, and in most cases, we shared. It was a lifestyle I soon became content with and to my surprise, Sulli never abused it.

And this was how I decided I'd live the rest of my life.

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It'd been a busy day.

I worked at a local orphanage on weekends and today had been the orphanage's annual picnic - which meant a lot to organize. Firstly, food had to be found and sponsors were hard to come by. Then, a location had to be finalized in order for the flyers to be made and finally, there were children to coordinate. You wouldn't believe the amount of will three to five years had.

But despite this, it'd been an enjoyable day and everything had gone smoothly. A local supermarket had donated all the food and many people had appeared in order to play games with the children at the park. Some had even become prospective parents, which was amazing considering that adoption wasn't an easy task in Korea. But most importantly, the children had had fun.

Really, that was all that really mattered.

Once the picnic had ended, it'd been a matter of rounding up the children into the orphanage's 'mommy wagon' and driving the tired little ones home. They'd immediately gone to bed upon arrival and I'd stayed to help with admin and packing up. It was my least favourite part of the day, but luckily it didn't last long.

And now, I was on my way home before the sun had fully even set.

I didn't have a car, so I relied mostly on buses for transport. While it was an efficient system, it was still a ten minute walk from the bus stop to my apartment that I shared with Sulli. Sulli often came to help whenever the orphanage organized an event like this, but she'd left yesterday on a modelling camp.

Sulli had never been the brightest of children, but what she lacked in brains, she made up for in beauty. Quite honestly, I was often jealous of her flawless figure and perfect visage. Whenever we walked together, people would stare.

But, at the end of the day, I was more happy for her than what I was jealous. She deserved to be beautiful and have all the attention, whereas I was happy to be in her shadow and be overlooked. I didn't like being the centre of attention anyway.

I sighed as I walked, but I was almost home. I just wasn't looking forward to being home completely alone. It gave me too much time to... think. I was an over-analyzer by nature and when I was left to my own devices for too long, it wasn't a pretty sight.

I shook my head. No, no Krystal, it was too early to start these thoughts. Besides, I hadn't even been alone for all that long.

I'd just have to find some-

I paused.

Did I just hear someone say 'oww'?

I frowned as I scanned the area around me. It was quiet, with only a few other people around. They didn't seem to notice the noise however. My frown deepened as I heard another hiss of pain. It seemed to be coming from one of the alleyways between the buildings.

After the third hiss, I'd located it.

With hesitant steps I approached the darkened side street. My heart began to pump faster and I wondered if my breathing was audible yet. I squinted my eyes as I tried to make out anything in the almost moonlight, but I couldn't see anything aside from the large garbage bins.

But the louder growl of pain kept me from leaving. I slowly made my way to the large garbage bin, as it seemed like the noise was coming from there. Look, it could just be an injured cat or dog, I tried to tell myself. There really was no reason to be nervous.

Well.

It definitely wasn't an animal.

I blinked in amazement at the person before me, curled up next to the garbage bin. It looked like a male from my viewpoint and I gasped as I saw the large, bleeding gash on his left shoulder.

The male looked up at my noise and his eyes immediately widened.

"No!" I quickly spluttered out, "I'm not here to hurt you," I explained and I could see his body relaxing. "I heard you from the street and I came to see what'd happened..." I paused as I focused on his wound, "Are you ok?"

Yes, yes, there was such a thing as a stupid question.

"I'm just perfect actually," he replied and even though he was in pain, I could hear the mirth in his voice.

I smiled meekly, "Is there anyone I can call for you?"

"The dead maybe?"

This time my eyes widened slightly and the male shook his head, "Unfortunately not."

I bit my lip as my eyes went from trying to see his features in the darkness and then looking at the wound on his shoulder. It was rather serious and he needed to have it checked out.

"I'll be fine Miss, but thank you for your concern."

Was he honestly trying to send me away?

That was it.

"Can you stand," I asked him and I could see his brow knitting in confusion.

"I think so..." he trailed as he gripped onto the side of the bin and attempted to pull himself up. I winced as he grunted in pain, but it only served to help justify my decision.

The man was taller than me at full height, but I didn't feel intimidated.

"Well then, come with me," I said as I timidly grabbed his wrist and began pulling him out of the street. It wasn't much further to Sulli and I's apartment and I'd take him to the hospital as soon as I was done checking out his wound. I knew basic first aid after all.

But he didn't budge.

"Miss?" he breathed out with puzzlement evident.

I tried to put on a reassuring smile, "I have a first aid licence, but I don't carry all my equipment around with me. So come on."

This time, when I tugged, he followed.

I sighed inwardly as we began walking to my apartment.

Only one question flooded my mind-

Jung Krystal, what were you getting yourself into? 

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Umm... yes. Another Minstal after a year. I know I have two other fics to work on, but I really wanted to get this one out. It might not receive as much attention for now, but please tell me if you think it's worth continuing <3 To all my Immoral fans, thank you for waiting for my new Minstal ^^ Sorry it isn't a squeal, but I don't quite have a plan for that ><