A life that wasn't really meant for me. 

Having two stepsisters which were totally and utterly rude at their eonni, and a stepmother who was way better than my old parents.

I have been staying with my stepfamily in five years until now. 

As much as I wanted to live with myself, mom won't let me because she was always telling me I will never find a place.

Sure, my stepsisters are really rude but compared to my real sisters, they were so much more a disaster.

Not until I met a guy. Seven guys. Infinite.

At first I thought they were called like that because they were immortals but then I realized because they've been together for a total of years starting when they werw little until now.

And now, Lee Sungjong.

He's the most stupidest person I have ever met.

I'm doing nothing to the said person and now he's pissing me off.

But when we were being apart from each other, I felt really empty. Really, really empty. 

I would cry in my sleepless nights or commit suicide if that's what you call it.

I mean, I realized that at that time while I was away in Seoul, I had loved him more than I was supposed to.

Not until I saw him walk pass me near the park I was in.

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With someone. A girl to be exact.