The world as we knew it was dying, and so were the people. We turned against each other like we would turn away and run from hungry wolves. The world was terrible, terrifying, and much, much more, there was only one person who everybody trusted, somewhere where the people had a great time and talked to each other, they laughed together, they chased each other, not for food but, for having fun. Fun, is a word I haven’t heard for quite a long time now. My parents used to say that now a days there’s no time for fun, only food and u should be thankful that you have food. That’s what my mom used to say until she passed away, now all I have is my food, my sister, and my dad, he says that that’s all I could trust but that all changed when I met Jung Yong Hwa.