Baekseung's story

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- XX/04/2007-

"Hyunwoo, darling. Come on. We're visiting mommy again" the said boy, who was busy drawing, turned his attention to his grandma. "Right now?" his grandma nodded and left the boy's room. The little boy stood up on his stubby little feet, picking up his pencils and drawing book and putting it on the table.

Hyunwoo was wearing his socks when a knock on his bedroom door could be heard. "Ready, Hyunwoo? Grandma and grandpa are waiting in the car with Sam right now" the maid for Kim's family for 4 years, Lilian stood by the door frame.

"Yes, Lilian. I'm ready" said the boy after putting his shoes on. Despite the age of 3 years old, Kim Hyunwoo was more developed than other kids in his age since he was raised by his grandparents after his mother died when he was two. His father - well, he never exists in Hyunwoo's life. He left his mother when Hyunwoo wasn't yet born, never showed up ever since.

Lilian picks up the little boy and carries him to the car waiting outside. "Are you coming with us, Lilian?". The said woman turns her face to the boy in her arms.

" I don't know. The house needed some cleaning and Charles will be on his own after he tends the garden" Hyunwoo took a place between his grandparents.

Can I hold mommy's favorite flowers this time grandma?" Mrs. Kim nodded and handed a bouquet of white roses to the child. He held the bouquet firmly.

"It's okay, you may stay. Maybe Charles needs a helping hand" Lilian smiled and bowed before closing the car door. She waved to the car as it sped away to the gate.
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"I got first place in a coloring contest last week and you're not gonna believe what they reward me. It's a red bicycle! My favorite color!" Hyunwoo eagerly told the story in front of her mother's grave. Somehow he could see his mother smiling and enjoying his story.

Their grandparents, on the contrary, watching the little ones with a sad smile. Their grandson didn't deserve this life. They want him to get something that kids his age had. A loving parent that always supports and loves him in any situation.

But what can they do? They couldn't turn back the time.

They were grateful that their precious daughter gave birth to a very strong kid. A kid that always smiles even though he experienced a hard time growing up. A kid that rarely cries some people told him that he had no parents. a kid that can cope with the unwanted life.

"I bring white roses for you. It's your favorite flower" Hyunwoo put the bouquet on the grave. He rubs the cold headstone where his mother's name was engraved. " I miss you. I wish I could hug you right now" Tears slowly rolling down his cheeks.

Hyunwoo took a deep breath before wiping away his tears and smiled again. He turned his head to the old couple behind him. "I'm done! Do you want to talk to her too?"

Mrs. Kim, whose eyes were already swollen, came closer to his grandson and rubbed his head. She bent down on her knees and hugged the poor boy tightly. A soft sobs escape Hyunwoo's mouth as his eyes started flooding again.

"Let's go home. We'll come here again someday"
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"Lilian! We're home! Grandma said I can have some milk. Can you pour..." Hyunwoo stops running abruptly. He blinked his eyes numerous times, didn't believe what he just saw.

Mr. and Mrs. Kim also froze at their place. The old woman already covered her mouth. She slowly walked to the maid. Her eyes focus on the baby blue bundle in Lilian's arms.

"Where did you get this from?" Mrs. Kim questioned in a slow tone, still shocked by the baby that sleeping soundly in the maid's arms. Hesitation appeared on the maid's face.

"I found him at the gate while I was helping Charles. I heard some crying and found him, so I brought him in to give him some milk. There's a letter I found in the bag that comes with him and it seems like the mother of this baby is too young to take care of him. Should we send him to the orphanage?" Lilian stuttered a bit. Mrs. Kim looked at her husband.

Mr. Kim kept his lips in a thin line, thinking of some possible solution.

"Lilian, is that your baby brother?" Hyunwoo asked, looking at the boy in Lilian's arms. He came closer and try to poke on his cheek, but he couldn't reach him because of Lilian's height.

"Maybe we can keep him" Mr. Kim's answer made the women gasped. Both of them looking at each other before looking back at the baby.

"Honey? For real? Who's gonna fully take care of him. We're busy with the family business" Mrs. Kim didn't seem to agree with her husband. Mr. Kim smiled gently.

"We're able to take care of him. Trust me. Besides, we have Lilian that can look after him. And I believe that Hyunwoo wants a friend too. Right bud?" The old man messed his grandson's hair while the boy giggling. Hyunwoo turned his body, facing his grandmother

"Please?" Hyunwoo showed his puppy eyes to the old woman. Mrs. Kim switches her look to Lilian who had the same expression as Hyunwoo on her face, pleading her to agree with Mr. Kim because she wants to take care of the baby too.

Mrs. Kim let out a heavy sigh. "Fine. We'll adopt him"

Hyunwoo and Lilian cheered. Mr. Kim gave a broad smile to his wife. "We'll go to the registration office tomorrow morning" said him before disappearing to his office.

Mrs. Kim took the sleeping baby in her arms before sitting down on the sofa, Hyunwoo beside her. His eyes stuck at the adoreable baby in his grandmothers arms, slightly poking the baby's cheeks with his finger.

"Where's the letter, Lilian?"

Lilian took out the letter and giving it to the older woman. Mrs. Kim read the letter before giving a concern face to the baby.

"What is his name, grandma?" Hyunwoo look at his grandmother, waiting patiently for her answer.

"He's name is Lee Jaeho, sweetheart. Your new friend"

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