Prologue

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"USELESS" my father shouted.
It was nothing personal, I know. Thousand times i've heard that from him, and now, All I can hear is that "You are really handsome, lisa! You are a gift of the lord to women."

I think he repeats that because it doesn't really imprint on my mind that I'm useless.

"Why don't you be like your brother and sister?" To my siblings less than perfect, of course. "Until now, you are still useless!"
I breath, Dad. I provide carbon dioxide to the tress and plants.
"What a waste of money I spent on your education!" Ooopss, dad, remember, you insisted that I study. And i did graduate, didn't i? Took me seven years but then, i have my diploma, FINALLY!
"How old are you, you still have no job, no future, stupid!" Dad, new graduate right? Work right away? Can't I rest first? It's a good thing I didn't eat a lot.

My father said a lot more but I didn't understand much. Imagine how I look. I was lying in bed, with an IV inserted in my hand. I have 3 or 4 broken ribs, lacerations in my arms ang face, a broken leg and a concussion. No beggie.
I just recovered from an accident. I accidentally drove my dad's car into a concrete barrier, because i accidentally drank a liiiiittle too much JACK DANIELS when i accidentally attended a high school friend's birthday party. Even his birthday is accidental to be honest. He was a product of one druken night and a broken condom.

Point is I was lying in this hospital bed while my father was scolding me, drunk on painkillers and almost unconscious so what he was saying had no effect on me.

"I don't know what to do with her, seo joon" Daddy said angrily. Calm down, dad. You might die before me.
"I don't really know anymore." Dad said. "Can you just think about that dong wook after she recover?" My uncle said. "Lisa isn't even well yet, that's what you say right away."

"She totaled a brand new AUDI R8!" My dad shouted. "Do you want me to smile and thank her?"
"Be thankful that she's ok," My uncle insisted. "thank her? If she dies, I will pay cheaper." Love you too, Dad. "Don't talk like that." Uncle said calmly. "I swear seo joon. When that useless woke up, i want her out of the house. I gave up. I don't care about her anymore."
Uncle sighed, he was also used to daddy. My father actually told me that a few times. "Let's talk that some other time, lisa is still alive and that's what's important."

Am I alive? Well maybe. Because if I'm dead, my body probably won't hurt like this, right? "As soon as she wakes up, she's out of the house, I'll talk to our family attorney. I want her name out of the will." Dad said angrily.
"Ok i have a suggestion, you want her to learn to be independent, to learn how to stand in her own feet, right? Uncle seo joon ask." Yes, so that she will not be useless forever. " There goes that word again. "Ok, here's my suggestion." Uncle started, "I'll find her a job." What?! Uncle are you ok? "She can work there for, let's say, a month---"
"A year," Daddy insisted. "6 months" Uncle said. "She can work for 6 months, prove that she can responsible. If not then that's the time you kick her out of the house, if that really you want." Oh believe me uncle, that's what he wants.

Daddy didn't speak right away, Finally he said, "6 months, seo joon. And while she is working, she don't rely on me. I'm not going to pay her credit card bill or her phone bill. She can live somewhere else. She spends if she wants to eat, and her car stay at home. And she's working, she can pay me back for the car she wrecked and for the hospital bill."

I want to laugh, if only it wasn't painful now to laugh, I would probably be laughing my ass off. Was he fucking kidding? Will I work to pay for a P14 million car? What does he think uncle can find a job for me with such a big income? Artist? CEO? Politician? And why the fuck should i pay for his stupid car? He should thank me. He was 50 years old and was hoping to drive an Audi R-freaking-8. What he think of his self, A young teenage boy?

"Let'talk about it when lisa is better," Uncle said. "I've made up my mind," my father insisted. "That child needs to learn a lesson, and the only way for that to happen is if she experience life."
I heard the door of my hospital room open and close, then I felt uncle seo joon's hand on my hand. "Lisa..... What have you gotten yourself into?" I have no freaking clue, uncle. No freaking clue.

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