Kyungri  POV

Mom has been mad at me since the day Jongin went trackless. I was afraid she'd leave me alone with my baby, but after my boy was born, she became a proud grandmother. Jongin just disappeared without leaving me anything. They gave me fifty million Korean won in return for selling myself. That fifty million won will run out soon or later. Rent, hospital bills, food, diapers and much more. Maybe in 10 years, maybe not even a month if people find out what I did. I can't live my whole life with this fifty million won while taking care of my own son and mother. They manipulated DNA verifications and I am part of them. Sometimes I am afraid God or someone high up in the sky is going to punish me for my bad deeds. After I got in difficulties, my mind became interested in God.  My family had never been concerned about a religion, at least I didn;t. What if there is really a God who sees everything I do. What if God decides to punish me by putting me in jail for example? I am afraid. For now, I am praying everyday for someone to help me out and forgive me, praying for God to help me and send me someone. I don't want to get my mother and my child in difficulities in the future.  There are some nights I want to turn myself in for participating in illegal activities. One part of me is innocent and the other part is guilty. Maybe I should turn myself in and reveal everything for the sake of my child and mother. I could leave my son and someone adopt him so he can live a sedate life. I don't want my child to know his mother is some e and sold her body for only a man who never loved her. I did it for the money and Jongin. I got the money but I can't leave peacefully with it and Jongin has never really showed love to me. I regret it.

Kai POV

I qeued for food in the canteen. I am hungry but afraid that I can't even eat because I cannot really move my cheek anymore after what happened this afternoon. The kitchen ahjumma scooped some mashed potato, beans, vegetables, kimchi and some meat on my plate. I thanked the woman by slightly bowing and left the qeue. With my plate with food and a drink in my hand, I looked around and searched for a place to sit. I've never felt so shut out before. When I went to high school, some people who make stupid jokes about me being adopted, but that's all. Here in the army; where your camerades are taller, stronger and way more rude than you; the bullying is worse than high school. Luckily there is one sunbae who takes care of me, Kim Junmyeon. Suprisingly he's three years older than me... Beside being caring, there is no one who dares to argue with him. There are rumours that he is a son of one of the generals of ROK army. I am grateful for having him by my side. I saw him in the distance, sitting behind a table next to the windows. He already called me to come to him before I actually saw him sitting. As a junior, I bowed as soon I faced Junmyeon sunbae. "You can sit there", he pointed at the seat in front of him, "Are you okay?" "I'm feeling okay, thank you for worrying", I anwsered formally. "You're lucky the generals let you go", Junmyeon laughed with his full mouth of potato. I nodded. Yes, I was lucky. The generals didn't send me away. I don't know the exact reason but I know I am lucky. I grabbed my chopsticks and spoon and started eating. Fortunately we ate potato wich were soft. I didn't really need to chew so I can eat despite de hits I got. Suddenly I see a second spoon my plate. It's not mine but Junmyeon's spoon. He scooped his mashed potato from his plate to my plate. "Sunbae..", I said suprised. After he put his food on mine, he took my meat. "You won't be able to eat that, so it would be