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prologue

12 years ago

"Jungkook! You can't catch me!" my three-year-old self said, throwing a snowball at the back of his neck.

I hurried behind the nearest bush, my tiny legs almost stumbled over a wooden branch and my scarf blocked my vision when it when up while I was running. When I pulled it down, my older brother, Jungkook, had already thrown a snowball at my face.

"Kookie!" I whined, rubbing the snow off my face with my tiny palms.

He started laughing out loud.

I looked away and crossed my arms, sitting straight on the floor and complaining, "It's not fair Kookie!"

He kneeled down and gently patted my head, "It is fair."

Present time

I sat down next to Jungkook on the rooftop as we stargazed.

"You alright?" he asked, taking my hand in his. I nodded and sighed.

It's been three years now; it couldn't leave me alone. Why? I've done more than enough surgeries. My mum was already having a hard time making ends meet. My dad left my mum the moment I was born. This definitely wasn't a fairy-tale for me, at all.

But at least I still had Jungkook. One thing I knew, he was never going to leave me. He home-schooled me and even had to work at the café to help my mum. Now, I was given a better educational opportunity, school. I didn't want to go there, I was happy being educated by Jungkook.

As if reading my thoughts, Jungkook spoke up after a moment, "Look, I'm not as happy as you are that you are going to school. I need to help mum, and you'll be representing our family. So go to school, study hard and make the family proud alright?"

He stroked my hair as I nodded, leaning my head against his shoulder, still gazing at the stars.

Hello, I'm Park Sena. And I have lung cancer.