Jisoo's POV "Yahhhh!!!! Ahh, Jincha!" I cringed upon hearing my brother's voice raging from inside of his room. It is a good thing that his room is on the second floor and he can't see me. Before I came in, I made sure to sneak in from the back door just in case he's at home. This is to ensure that I won't run into him. The music coming from his room was so loud that I can even hear "Just One Day" of his group playing. "Ahhh, Omma! Did you find my blue sweatshirt? I really need it!" I carefully put the stuffs I bought from outside the country at the top of the kitchen counter. I saw my stepmom setting up the table. I forgot that it's almost dinner. "Jisoo, why do you keep on taking your brother's clothes?" She asked when she saw me taking a huge bite on the apple that I took at the basket. I was sitting at the kitchen counter. "What did I tell you? Wash the apples first before you eat them." My stepmom added. I smiled at her. "It's okay mom. I know you always wash them for me." I winked at her before taking another bite. "Is Dad home by the way?" I asked. She carefully put in another plate on the table before answering. I took another bite without saying anything. I'm guessing that the last plate was for me. She still does that every time even though she's aware that I can't stay that long. My legs swing freely as I sat above the kitchen counter. I don't believe that every stepmom is like that of Cinderella's. Or maybe I was just one of the lucky ones to have the kindest stepmom ever. I'm not gonna tell you the whole story because I don't wanna bore you. Basically, my dad and mom broke up and now , each of them have their own family. They did not got separated when I was a kid because technically, my father did not know about me till I was ten. My mom never told about me with my dad because she thought it didn't matter during that time. Plus, she didn't know she was pregnant before they part ways. I was ten when my father learned about my existence. That's when I found out that I have a younger brother. I was so lucky to have the best stepmom and stepdad in the world. After my father found out about me, my mom decided to let me stay at my father's every vacation. Luckily, my stepmom was fine with it. She even insisted that I call her Mom as well. "He called in and said he will be late. You should have called him to say that you are dropping by. You rarely see each other." I sighed. She's right. When was the last time that I saw my father? I can't really remember. It's been three months I guess. He's always not here every time I drop by considering that I rarely do so ev