My name is Hwang Yura. I am 17 years old. I live for only one purpose. REVENGE.

>>FLASHBACK<<

I was only six. I was happy and innocent. I loved my parents more than anything in the world. But then one day, a lot of happenings occured that I lost my happiness and innocence.

It was Tuesday. I had a cold so I stayed home with my mom.

She kept on feeding me and hugging me tight. I fell asleep in her arms. That was the last peaceful sleep I had for as far as I could remember. Hours later, I heard a loud knock at the door. My mom rushed to the door while I stayed on my bed. Seconds later I heard my mom begging loudly. I got so worried, so I ran out of my room to where my mom was.

I still regret that decision.

I can't get that moment out of my head. I cry when I think of how I witnessed my mom's awful death in front of my own eyes. The next thing I remember is tears falling down my cheeks. The killers were gone.

I was left all alone.

My uncle took my mom to the hospital, but unfortunately, she lost too much blood. My little hope was gone. My father never came back home. My uncle couldn't afford to live with me so I was sent to the orphanage. I lost my family in the blink of an eye. I couldn't stop crying for a month while I was in the orphanage. A boy named Kris slowly began to make me less lonely by being a good friend for me. I told him everything that had happened to me and he comforted me. He's the on