Here i am lying in my sister's bed, starring blankly into emptiness. "Cold..." i whispered. I look around the room and can't find any trace left by the owner. Well.. she already went away for long time. And now my father too. People who ever experienced the same losses as me might choose the fastest way to erase the pain. Death... But no. I choose to live. And embrace the pain. Not to cure it. But to hold it tight. Make it as my power. Power for revenge. "Luhan" i