I ran and ran, not knowing where I was going. Oh who gives a freaking cat to where I was going! I just need to go somewhere where I can think without any distractions. I don’t even give the monkeys even if I get lost! I’ll find my way home myself! Gahh!!!! I suddenly stopped running for no reason and looked at the street ahead of me. I looked around and it was just so silent. No passing cars, no flipping pedestrians around. I looked down to my shoes and sighed.

“Stuff this…” I growled under my breath and decided to sit down on the curb of the road. No car is going to be parking in front of me is there?! I kicked stones away from me and flicked my wavy hair behind my shoulders, trying to clear my mind. That did not just happen. I did not just meet my brother. WHO LEFT ME! I was in my house! I was in my family’s house! The family who left me! Wait- how the hell can I remember these things? It’s been a long time!

I DID NOT JUST MEET MY BROTHER!

I just suddenly broke down… tears crawled down my cheeks which could be possible pink after my running. My hand clawed for my MP3 but then I remembered that Gamer broke it! Grr… I clenched my fists as I stamped on the ground for no reason. For sooo long~ How the hell can I remember these really? I stopped crying. I wasn’t sobbing or anything you know. Just silent tears kept on falling down uncontrollably. I suddenly heard footsteps and a noise of creaky old wheels coming my way. I stiffened when I heard it stop.

“Yumi?”

Oh dear god! Please no! Not The Fish!!!!! I looked up to see- Yep, it’s The Fish. Just my freaking luck! But my eyes wandered to the string he was holding. A red sting. It trailed down to the ground-

HE WAS PULLING A SKATEBOARD WITH A FISH BOWL ON TOP OF IT! WHAT THE FUU?!?!??!?! O_0

“Just-” I stuttered, trying to break my eye contact with the fish in the fish bowl on top of the skateboard. “Just- leave me alone- I don’t want to talk-” I finally looked away from the orange fish and bowed my head low so that I wasn’t able to see him no more by my over growing fringe covering my eyes. There was a shuffle coming from The Fish and the creaking noise of wheels being pushed away. I kept my head down. PLEASE GO YOU DAMN FISH! I suddenly felt someone bumped into me lightly.

“Whoops~ Sorry.” The Fish apologized. I looked up to see him sitting down next to me with the fish bowl in his lap. (A/N: See picture above. Does that explain it to you? Sorry for the epic failed drawing made by me :/) I made a sick face and moved a bit to the side, hugging my arms. But he followed me. He just simply shuffled closer to me. Somehow, I found that incredibly cute… HOW IS SOMEONE CARRYING A FISH BOWL IN THEIR LAP AND SHUFFLING CLOSER TO YOU CUTE??!??! *Well he is Donghae…* Oh shut up conscious! *No you shut up! Take a proper look at that Fish and say you don’t find him cute!* I subtly took a look at Donghae and pursed my lips. Eh… He is cute-ish *TOLD YOU!* okay, now shut up!

“Can you like go away? And take that dang fish along with you!” I snapped at The Fish.

“But I just want to know what’s wrong?” The Fish blinked, “You look like you need someone to talk to. You should know that I am always here for you…”

“Well, I don’t want you here for me always…” I pouted, “I just need to be alone…”

“I am staying here with you until you tell me what is the matter.” The Fish poked his tongue out at me. I made a face, groaned and clogged my head on my knees, trying to block him out but I just can’t. I might as well tell him as he did say he won’t leave me. Gahh!!!!

“So are you going to tell me? Or do I have to get my fish on you?” he threatened. I scoffed… Wow, what a goon!

“Yesung’s my brother.” I declared.

“Huh?”

“Yesung is my brother.”

“Whaaat?!”

“Kim Jong Woon is my brother!” I hissed getting annoyed.

“Seriously- what?!”

“KIM JONG WOON A.K.A YESUNG HYUNG IS MY FREAKING BROTHER! MY BLOOD RELATIVE!” I shouted at his face in anger. Is this fish deaf?! I’mma strangle him in a minute! Grr…

“Yesung hyung is your brother?!” The Fish muttered to himself, “No wonder why you tow really looked a like- But then how?! When?! How did you find out?!” I looked away from him and stared ahead.

FLASHBACK [No one’s POV]

“Jong Woonie oppa! Play with me…” baby Jong Yumi squeaked.

“I’ll play with you!” Jong Jin cried.

“Anio! Jong Woonie oppa only! Not Jong Jinnie ajushie!” Jong Yumi waved him away and began calling for Jong Woon loudly who was trying his best to ignore her. “Jong Woonie oppa! Jong Yumi wants to play!” No matter how much Jong Yumi tried to act cute with her pouts, puffing out cheeks, batting eyelashes show, Jong Woon won’t give in. But it came to the point when he flipped for the final time.

“For crying out loud, can’t you see I don’t want to play with you?!” Jong Woon snapped, shutting up the startles baby Jong Yumi, “I don’t want to freaking play with you! Why are you so annoying?! You know what- I never what to see you again! I never want to here your stupid squeaking and cute acts no more!” Baby Jong Yumi started to blubber but Jong Woon continued, “I want you dead and I really wish you weren’t born in this world! You always get what you want now so why go over to me?! I hate you so much!” That set Jong Yumi off. She started to wail on the ground, making Jong Jin pick her up and try to soothe her while their umma ran to her aid.

“Hyung, how can you say such a thing to our baby sister?!” Jong Jin shouted, trying to stop Jong Yumi’s crying.

“What the hell happened to Jong Yumi?!” their umma cried.

“Jong Woon made her cry!” Jong Jin muttered, “Baby don’t cry. Don’t cry for me.” But Jong Yumi didn’t stop as Jong Woon just sat back down on the curb, minding his own business. He never liked Jong Yumi ever since she was born. He was jealous of the amount of attention she got from everybody, how much everyone loved her. He was alright with Jong Jin but when Jong Yumi can, he couldn’t take it. He cant stand her cute ways and the way she makes everyone croon and think oh how adorable. Jong Woon was pushed aside and forgotten a little as the whole family crowded around the baby Jong Yumi.

After the crying and the arguments, they all started to walk away again with Jong Woon following behind the whole family. They were on a family vacation in the Philippines. Jong Woon was hating every minute of every day of it. Sure it was hot like hell and that he didn’t like the busy streets of Manila but he was just the dark rainy cloud that everyone don’t want to pass.

“Jong Jin can you take care of your little sister for me?” their umma asked as her and their appa walked off into another shop. Jong Yumi had stopped crying but was still sniffling and rubbing her eyes sleepily as she cuddled up to Jong Jin.

“Jong Jin ajushie…” she mumbled.

“It’s oppa. Why can’t you call me oppa??” Jong Jin moaned.

“Anio, Jong Jin ajushie… Where is Jong Woon oppa?” Jong Yumi argued.

“oh sure, call the mean brother of yours oppa and me ajushie…” Jong Jin rolled his eyes at her, “He’s over there being the gloomy child once more.”

“I want Jong Woon oppa…” Jong Yumi thumped on his chest lightly.

“But Jong Woon don’t want to be with you at the moment, baby.” Jong Jin pouted. Jong Yumi’s eyes watered as she pouted sleepily. “don’t worry, he loves you like we do. It’s just that he don’t show it that often…”

“Stop talking about me Jong Jin.” Jong Woon snapped.

“Sit down here, Jong Yumi while I go slap Jong Woon around the head.” Jong Jin winked at his little sister and left baby Jong Yumi by the side to go over to Jong Woon.

“You Don’t know how much you have hurt Jong Yumi, hyung.” Jong Jin glowered.

“Like she understood properly! She Can’t even recite 1-5 in Korean!” Jong Woon cried.

“She cried over what you said hyung! How can you be so mean and heartless?! She’s our little sister! We’re supposed to love her! Not hate her!” Jong Jin hissed.

“Well, I don’t love her one bit! I hate her! I wish she would just disappear, okay?!” Jong Jin shouted. He soon gave up and turned to go back to Jong Yumi but she was gone.

“Baby? Where are you?” Jong Jin stuttered, “Jong Yumi, baby? Where are you?!” There was no answer. He looked up to see if she was anywhere by the street but she was no where to be seen. “Okay Jong Yumi, I’m not playing hide and seek here. Please come out…” The street was mildly busy but he still can’t see her at all! “Kim Jong Yumi where the hell are you?!”

“Aish… What the hell is the matter with the brat now?!” Jong Woon got up and walked over to Jong Jin who was panicking non-stop.

“It’s Yumi! I don’t know where she has gone!” Jong Jin stammered.

“Please. She’s probably jut hiding somewhere!” Jong Woon glared.

“I would of heard her giggling by now!” Jong Jin shouted, “She’s gone, hyung!”

“What-” Jong Woon’s eyes bulged.

END OF FLASHBACK

I don’t know why and I don’t know how. I just remember everything about that… Everything about what Yesung said to me. How he hated me and said that he wanted me to be gone! How could he have said that to me- I didn’t know what happened to me after Jong Jin said to me that he will just go and slap Yesung around the head. Oh god- Jong Jin is my brother! I beat him up in gym class! XD But oh dear god-

“Yumi~ Are you alright? Are you having one of those look-away-and-day dream moments?” The Fish nudged me, “Yah, please tell me…” And I just told him everything I just remembered. I didn’t even think twice about what I was telling him until he had pulled me into a tight hug. I was hugging him back. … I need to stop this hug. it’s too precious- I mean icky!

“Let go.” I mumbled and pulled away.

“Aish… That must have been really bad for you about what Yesung said…” The Fish looked at me.

“Don’t care cause now I hate him! For life…” I said through gritted teeth. I was about to get up when he pulled me back down. “Yah- let go off me!”

“Look, don’t hate your oppa. I mean, you guys just met each other right? After for so many years, you can’t hate him now!”

“Well I freaking do! He said he hated me back then so I hate him back. My ‘family’ left me!” I said.

“They probably didn’t mean to leave you, Yumi!” The Fish decided to speak wise like words, “Do me a favour and talk to Yesung. Talk to your family.”

“Why would I do you a favour?!” I snapped. He got up and grabbed his fish bowl and stepped on the skateboard.

“Because I am right. The Fish is always right.” The Fish smiled and picked up his other foot but then the skateboard slid off under him and he fell back on the floor on his back.

“FISH!” I shouted in alarm as he landed on the pavement, the fish bowl splashing water at his face but the gold fish was unharmed. Pheww… I only shouted for the goldfish. Not THE Fish.

“I’m good. I’m good!” The Fish wiped his face.

“I was talking about the goldfish.”

“Yeah, yeah…” The Fish rolled his eyes at me. “So will you do it then?”