“Still looking for him ?”
 

I come to my sense and change my gaze to my bestfriend. I weakly smiles as I nod, "Ofcourse" I said. "It have been years, don't you think you should stop now ? He probably have forgotten all about you" She said and I sigh. Ofcourse, maybe he will. “He is all that I have.. and he should know that my parents has passed away.. I have to see it for myself if he really do forget” I said as I look at the picture in my hand- a picture of me and my brother when we were still kid. Our hands sealed at each other as he trying to handed to me a chocolate cookies as I cried in front of him. “I bet he still loves chocolate cookies, do you believes that he will only gives up on those cookies when I started crying ?” I chuckled bitterly.
 

“I know. You told me before” She said as her hand trying to grab the last chocolate cookie on the plate. I slapped her hand away, “Ow!”

“That’s mine” I grab it and put it in my mouth. She scoffed in disbelief, “Pft, you are just the same”

“-but prettier” I continued as I keep staring at the picture. She ended up eating the last bit of vanilla cake on the plate. “But how.. I mean what are you going to do ? I’m sure it is hard to look for him”
 

“I’m not sure… but I can always try”
 

“Yeah, goodluck on that”
 

“Uhh, thank you ? So, I heard you got a job. Which newspaper was it ?”
 

“Morning News”
 

“Morning News ? Does that mean they only cover news that happen in the morning ?”
 

“It just a title, you stupid” She shook her head as her hand threaten to hit my head. “I’m just joking.. but still the title seem stupid to me” I said.
 

“It’s not stupid- but less genius”
 

“Good try”
 

“I’m full. Let’s go somewhere to lose this fat, should we ?” She pat her full stomach and I giggled, “Ofcourse, let’s go”
 

- - - - - - -

It was 10 years ago, when my brother was kicked out from the house- when my parents doesn’t want him to be called family from then on. He was crying. I was crying.. but none of my parents seems to care.
 

That painful memory still remain in my head vividly. Of course.. how can I forget ? It was a rainy day with loud thunders. The scary sounds scared the hell out of me- and I am still scared of it. I stay in my room, hugging my hamtaro bear which I call him as Taro. The room was dark, sometimes lighten up by the lightning. I’m not sure how long- but in between the thunder I started to hear loud sounds from the living room. I hop off from my high bed, with Taro in my hand as I take a peak at the door.
 

Right then I see my brother is on his knees. I look up and find my father keep screaming at him about things that I’m not even sure. I change my gaze and look at my brother who have his face and hand bruised. My eyes widened at the sight.
 

“O-oppa…” My lips trembled as he slowly turn his head to me. “Oppa..” I keep mumbling his name as I start to sob. He just weakly smiles as he put his finger up to his lips- asking me to be quiet. I sealed my lips tight, trying not to make a sound until our father slapped him across the cheek. I gasped and started to sob so loud, making both of them looking at me. My brother have his hand on his red cheeks as he shook his head- and as if I could read his mind,  Mihyun-ah, please don’t cry. Don’t look at me. Close your door and stay right there. You are scared of the thunder, right ? I will be there and accompanied you until