In all honestly, I look back on it everyday of my life. I don't know whether to appreciate the good it's taught me or to grieve over the pure tragedy of it all. I went to the school counselor afterwards, hoping that maybe she'd be able to help me out at least a bit. I needed advice. Actually I just wanted to hear some comforting words. I didn't want people to feel sorry for me, none of it was about me. This was all about her. Everything was about her, and I just wanted people to realize that.... I still do. 

It's been two years. Two years, and her smile continues to somehow work its way into my head. Her image has been ingrained into my mind and I'm not sure how. I never realized until that day just how much of an impact one person can really have on you. 

But I guess that's how most cases are. I'm getting ahead of myself, though. You're probably incredibly confused. It's not really a long story but... Quality overcomes quanitity in the long run. 

I'm Myungsoo and here's the story of how everything changed senior year....