Born as the only child, without any brother nor sister to fight with, to play with, to share and exchange stories. I never experienced the fun of having siblings. But I had my parents. They showered me with love, pampered me with everything, cuddled in their bear hug.

Too bad. That was three years ago. They both left me alone in this harsh world. I was sad. Of course, who doesn't feel sad and sorrow when their parents pass away? I thought I was tough. It was heartbreaking but the tears didn't fell. "God loves your parents more than we do. That's why He takes them to the other side of the world." My aunt patted my shoulder and gave a light squeeze as we watched the earth slowly eating my parents.

It felt surreal. The house felt empty albeit I lived with my aunt and her stepson, Park Chanyeol. Their situation were like mine. Lost the love ones. So, I thought sharing the part of the house wouldn't give a bother. I could do anything, I had the rights.

I grew up quiet, shy and timid. Friend? I had none. I didn't bother about that. Acquaintance? I though I had a few. Chanyeol, the Reader Club's members, classmates. They all called acquaintances right?

the result after i got the inspiration when listening to "You don't know love" by K.Will

i guess, there's nothing related to the song, i dont even know, but i got it from Yeol's acting.

*grins*

mind to read it?? ^^