In this day and age of emails and social networks, snail mail is a rarity for the average young adult but Sandy was another story. She receives an envelope regularly from the same person, Soonho Choi, manager of kpop royalty, Kwon Jiyong aka G-Dragon. 

Another one of those envelopes came in for her today. There was nothing out of the ordinary with the envelope. Just your run of the mill registered mail. Bom, her roommate and best friend commented casually, "Ooh, it's another one. Yippee." She didn't even give it a second look afterwards as she continued skipping out of their unit to go to work.

The first few times that Sandy got them, Bom bugged her to say something about the envelopes. But after six years, Bom knew better than to waste her saliva on convincing Sandy to spill the beans. At least she no longer plans on throwing the merchandise away. She gave Bom permission to do whatever she wants with the occasional packages when they arrive.

Sometimes the envelope was accompanied by a package filled with promotional stuff. Sometimes it contains free tickets to the singer's concert. Sometimes it just contains behind the scenes pictures while Big Bang was on tour.

She would never bat an eyelash when Bom opens the deliveries but Bom knew better. She knew her friend was hurting. She had a suspicion that these envelopes had something to do with why Sandy looked like a patient from a psyhiatric facility when they first met. 

Sandy's identity before they met was a mystery to Bom. Sandy answered Bom's advert for a roommate on the student bulletin board. All she knew was that Sandy was a transferee under the theater arts program. If Bom wasn't in desperate need for someone to share the rent, she wouldn't have taken Sandy in as a roommate. She looked like someone whose one step away from going bonkers. She was actually on the verge of rejecting Sandy as a roommate when something stopped her. The girl looked as if another rejection would push her right over the edge. Bom didn't have the heart to add more pain to the wounded look in her eyes so she took her in.

She always had a faraway look in her eyes. She spoke only when talked to. She dressed in drab black and grey colors. Her hair was long and almost always covering her face that she could even give Sadako a good run for her money. Later when they became close, Bom even took to calling her Sandako in reference to her depressing state then.

Sandy never said much about what happened to her before. All Bom knew was that after