Only One - B1A4 (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EdlRQkoEa1E)      --------------------- Narrator’s P.O.V:     You eyed both CNU and Jinyoung as they avoided your gaze. One of them had to break and tell their story soon. Finally, CNU sighed, “Fine, I’ll go first.”     Gongchan was still lightly sniffling. He leaned his head on Sandeul’s shoulder. Baro was unfazed, as expected. CNU opened his mouth and began, “Remember the first day we met? The day when your mom told you that I had to sleep on the bed because I had a bad back?”     You nodded, remembering that day clearly. You had questioned CNU’s back pains but asked nothing more after you saw his hurt expression.     CNU gave you a wry smile. “I was abused by my father and stepbrother ever since I can remember. I had a sister about the same age as me, but she had run away in terror from my father and stepbrother. She never returned. My father would come home drunk and beat me when he was angry. My stepbrother unleashed all his anger on me whenever he was frustrated from school. I would cry and cry.” You gasped at his story.     “I distinctly remember one day of my childhood. I was at home when my father approached me in a drunken rage. He roared at me and angrily slammed his fist on my back. My stepbrother did the same. I heard sirens and felt immense pain on by back. Everything else was a blur, and before I knew it, I was in the hospital then I was sent to the orphanage. My back pains still remained, however, although they are minor.” CNU’s hand curled up into a fist at the memory.     You stared blankly at the floor. “I don’t know how to react.” You said bluntly. CNU smiled a little bit, “Don’t say anything at all, then. That’s why I’m so grateful for you guys right now. If I ignored my sister’s words and became violent, who knows where I would be now.”     You softly smiled back at him as it soon became Jinyoung’s turn to speak.     All eyes were on Jinyoung as he began. “…I have no memories of my biological parents. All I know was that my actual last name is Jung, which is why I don’t want to change my name to Park. When I was about ten, I was adopted by a rich family who wanted a new addition to their family. The mom and the dad wanted a new sibling for their daughter, but little did I know, their daughter didn’t want a sibling.”     You gave Jinyoung a questioning look, but he just continued. “Their daughter’s name was Jihae. Woo Jihae.” Jinyoung’s tone of voice became darker, “She was the one who messed up my whole life… And I despised her for doing that.”       “Jihae became my new sister, and she acted like the nicest girl in the world… until her parents weren’t home. She was only two years older than me. One day, when I was reading a book, Jihae stormed into my room and screamed at me. She hated the fact that I was more liked by her parents than she was. I got angry too a