Being a rebel kid eversince my mother died was the norm for me; a defence mechanism. I didn't like my father maybe because I've always seen him as the cause of my mother's death. And one day, I left. I left, abadoning my old single father in that small shoebox apartment, and I left college. I became an alcoholic, each night spent in clubs drinking the night away getting wasted. Mark Tuan, my boyfriend - or should my ex-boyfriend now that I've broken up with him due to my rebelious phase, tried to help me but I never open up to him. I decieved myself thinking I was happy with my routine; working at the convenience store in daylight and clubbing at night. 

Everything changed when one day a robbery happened at the store, I was shot and that was the end. Or so, that was what I thought, lying dead in the pool of blood.

Jeong Hoseok; my saviour. He gave me a second chance. And that was when I decided to turn over a new leaf. I'm going to use this chance to live my life to the fullest - to amend my relationship with my dad, to makeup with Mark, to get back to college. That was what I thought but life is never an easy task, isn't it?

I guess I'll never know the future but if this is my second chance at life, I should give it shot shouldn't I?