http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=km8VGsE4ijA

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Ms. Han turned to twelve-year old Jungah. She placed her hands on her daughter’s shoulders and looked into her eyes with a tired, somber expression. “Jungah, this is our new home now. You’ll have a father and a new brother now. I want you to give them utmost respect.”

Even then, Jungah scowled. She was never a happy child.

The only difference between little Jungah and the older Jungah was that that the older one knew how to fight while the little one only had a big mouth to shoot off of.

Jungah shrugged her mother’s hand off her shoulder and sullenly crossed her arms, “You didn’t even have a damn wedding. I hardly know these men, and they will not be my new ing family.”

“Jungah, language, please.” Ms. Han wearily sighed. She rang the doorbell with another warning look at Jungah.

Jungah completely disregarded it and sulked unhappily.

A moment later, the door to the small, dirty house opened. A tall man with square shoulders and an apathetic expression stood at the doorway. Ms. Han greeted him, “Junghoon-shi…” “You came earlier than expected.” At first, he seemed hesitant to let them in, but he opened the door wider.

“Thank you.” Ms. Han submissively bowed. She pulled Jungah inside their new home.

Jungah looked around the grimy house and wrinkled her nose in distaste. *We’re supposed to live here now? This is worse than the apartment we lived in.*

Ms. Han turned Jungah towards her new husband, “Junghoon-shi, this is Jungah, my daughter. She’s twelve. Say hello, Jungah.” Jungah gave a quick, tiny bow without any greeting. Mr. Woo didn’t seem to care. “I have a son also. He’s fifteen, so he’ll be her oppa. Woo Jiho! Come out!”

*Great.* Jungah rolled her eyes. “Coming!” A voice shouted.

The last door opened, and a tall, skinny boy with short brown hair and a black t-shirt darted over.

“You called, dad?”

“Meet your new family. I told you last night, right? Your stepmom and your stepsister.” Mr. Woo introduced. Zico grinned and bowed, “Annyeonghasayo! Jiho imnida!”

Ms. Han was surprised by his cheerful attitude. “H-hello, Jiho. Um,” She placed her thin hand on Jungah’s shoulder, “This is my daughter, Jungah.”

Zico’s eyes shifted down to his new stepsister. Jungah boorishly stared at him. *What the hell is he staring at?! Look away!* A big, radiant smile came on his face. He bent down to her height with an amiable smile and held out his hand, “Hi, Jungah. I’m Woo Jiho, but friends call me Zico. You can call me Jiho oppa or Zico oppa now. After all, I’m your big brother now, right?”

Jungah rolled his eyes with a scoff, “Big brother, my .” She slapped his hand away.

Zico blinked at her in surprise. “Jungah!” Ms. Han warned. Mr. Woo, as always, didn’t care.

“Where’s my room?” Jungah took her backpack and walked away.

*She has an attitude. Oh well!* Happily, Zico went to help her find her new room that he had cleaned yesterday.

Mr. Woo and Ms. Han met eyes and uncomfortably looked away. To be honest, they hadn’t married out of love, but to make life ‘easier’. Ms. Han needed someone to guard her daughter and herself and help pay the bills. Mr. Woo, on the other hand, needed someone to do the house chores and take care of his growing son.

Zico opened the door next to his, “Ta-da! This is your new bedroom!”

Jungah furrowed her eyebrows at the dimly-lit room. The walls were covered with brown stains, and the springs were already coming out of the bed. “Look! I washed the blankets, and I bought new curtains so the neighbors couldn’t peek at you while you’re changing!” Zico grinned proudly.

Jungah eyed the duckling curtains. *How old does he think I am? Two?* She put her backpack on the bed and sat down on the mattress.

“Do you need help settling in?” Zico asked. Jungah shook her head.

“Okay then…I’ll leave you to adjust.” He gave her a sincere smile, “I hope we’ll get along. I’m happy to have a new sister. I’ll be the best big brother you’ll ever have!”

Jungah rolled her eyes. “Later! Don’t hesitate to call if you need me!” Zico waved and left.

Jungah shook her head. *His cheerfulness irritates me. God, I’m going to hate living here.*

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A couple days later, the school opened for the new year. Jungah wore her new red and black uniform and had her first awkward day at Eunkwang Middle School. She didn’t make any new friends, and she planned to keep it that way. When her first day was over, Jungah left the school and walked towards the gate.

“Jungah! Hey Jungah!” Someone called. “KYAA! THAT’S BRANDNEW STARDOM HIGH’S JJANG!” Girls squealed.

*Jjang?* Jungah turned around, and her eyes widened. *What the hell is he doing here?!*

Zico grinned and waved, “Jungie Jungie~”*OHMYGOD!*

Jungah wanted to dig a hole and crawl into it. Everyone stared at her. “Is he calling he