I'M SO SORRY FOR THE LATE UPDATE !!! Its just that i'm occupied with homework and school, and i'm deprived of sleep ! I don't know if you guys are still reading this FF though T_T , anyways plz do comment ! I'll be waiting ~~~

hey ... guess what ... I DID A COVER OF PARADISE ~ i understand if you dont wanna check it out ... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hro4bP1nkJ4&context=C31dd680ADOEgsToPDskK5BZ06LgaWYJySs1H05NO1

continuation from the previous chap ...

' HELP ME ! ' an agonizing scream echoed

Jiyeon sprinted across the alley, she gasped at the awful sight in font of her. 

' YAH ! What the hell are you guys doing to the kid ! ' she voiced daringly

' Oh oh, its Jiyeon Noona ! Guys RUN !!! '

' Sheesh, those kids ! COME BACK HERE ! ' I pulled her back before she could do her 'thing' on them, i glanced at the bruised boy, somehow he reminds me of someone, someone very familiar

' Hey, you're ok ? ' I squated just so that i was at the same level as him

His eyes were bleary, i could tell that he was finding it hard to trust a stranger like me

' Its ok ! Hyung's not gonna harm you, so just stay relaxed, Jiyeon-sshi, do you think you can help me buy some antiseptic wipes and bandages for me ? '

' Yeah, sure. If those brats are here again, call me ! I'll be back here in no time ! ' She signed me an 'ok' before dashing off to the nearest pharmacy

' So, i guess you're not ok ' i nudged him, yearning for his answer

' No ... i'm not ' he replied, his voice quite muffled

' Its ok if you just pour all your sorrows in front of a stranger, i'll understand '

' No you won't ! No one will ! I'm just a nobody ! You don't know how it feels to be treated much more worse than trash '

His statement reminded me of myself, how i used to think that i was just a nobody, how i should just follow their rules and live by them. I was just a living dead, alive in the outside, dead in the inside.

' Hey, you're just thinking that you're the only one suffering in the whole of Korea ! Think positively ! Think of your parents- '

' They're dead. '

Maybe it was really useless to get this kid on his feet, but i couldnt bare another reflection of me living that he thinks he's all alone in this universe.

' But they're not entirely dead '

' What do you mean ? ' he looked at me confusingly

' They might be gone, but they're not entirely gone. I was once like you, being bullied. Thinking that it was just hopeless to keep on living. And ... someone i really loved passed away when i was in your age '

' But ... you don't seem to be suffering ? '

' Because, i found a motivation. It made me think that living was actually really beautiful, and unique ! '

' Motivation ? '

' It can be anything ! A hobby, an interest ... or maybe someone '

' But ... do you think i can do it ? Look at me, i'm covered with ugly bruises and my clothes are torn ... '

' You just have to believe in yourself ! Don't give up kid, Hyung believes you can do it ! HWAITING ! ' I encouraged him, that is so unlike me ...

' I'M BACKK ! Better clear those wounds before they get infected ! '

10 mins later ~

' Thank you Noona , and especially Hyung ! Annyeong ! ' the kid waved at me, a smile plastered on his face

' So, what did i miss ? ' Jiyeon looked at me

' A  revolution ! Hey, i know what to do for our video already, kaja '

' Hey ~~~ tell me !!! '

' Never :P '

' Okay okay, i give up ... sigh '