The story of how two siblings reunite after years of seperation. 

They are twins.

One male. One female.

He who lives the life of the heir of his parents' company. He's rich. He's treated like a prince. He could get any girl he wants. He could get anything he wants. With a life this perfect, who could ask for more? He would. He wants his sister to be by his side. But he can't have her. It breaks his heart, not knowing where she was. But as long as he believes she's alive, he'll be okay.

She who lives the life of a servant who's beaten nearly everyday. She's poor. She's treated like trash. She gets rejected if she asks someone out. If she asks for something, they'd tell her to go get it herself. With a life this horrible, anyone would want to change it. She wants her brother to comfort her and tell her everything's okay. But as long as she knows he's fine, she'll be okay.

With two completely different lives, how will the both of them reunite as one once more?

I was reading the newspapers. "The only son of Oh Corp. will be taking over his parents' business once he gets married." A tear rolled down my cheek. 

"Se Hun-ah... are you okay? Is being the new president of a big company too much pressure? Don't you want to play with me to relieve some stress?"

"Where in the world is my- Oh nevermind. Serri! Where's my booze? Did mother threw them away?" That's the son of whom I'm working for. Park Hyungjin. He's an alcoholic. A drug addict. A addict. And a whole lot damn more. He molested me once, I didn't left the basement for two months. I became a whole lot skinnier. I looked so skinny to the point that I thought a stick would be more appealing than I was.

After shouting a yes, I heard him mumble incohorent words before another tear rolled. I ran to the basement, where my bedroom was. I lied on my bed while thinking of our happy memories together. "I miss you.."

It started raining.

I was twirling my pen since I was bored. I had nothing else better to do anyway. My parents wanted me to date a girl who's rich beyond our wildest dreams. We're richer than the amount of security in the white house, what more do you want?

And if I don't find a girl soon, they'll set me up on countless of blind dates. I'll reject all of them anyway since none of them amuse me. So what's the use of the blind dates if I'll reject all of them before they even get to introduce themselves?

And if I don't find a girl that I like, they'll set up an arrange marriage. I'll ignore her everyday until she can't handle me. My parents are greedy for wealth. All they cared about was money. 

Money is a very powerful thing. It could bring happiness. It could bring pain. 

And it also seperated me from my sister. "Are you doing well? Or perhaps, are you still alive?" With a sigh, I stopped twirling my pen. "I miss you.."

It started raining.

And at that moment, the both of them said the same thing at the same time.

"Where are you on this rainy night?"