Once upon a time, there were four friends, one is beautiful, one is smart, one is brave, and one is tactful. They are friends, but one had fallen to the other one, and then two can't let go of two, three gone obsessed over three, and four love uncon...
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From the pink sky, the little boy ran with such joy, inside the dark alley where cable of electricity wire stumble upon each other, trashbin scuffled on the corner, yet those things never put the boy's smile down.
Finally in his destination where homeless people build their own house, shabby in the eyes, but most of the people in this street called it home. Broken woods and scraps of aluminum roof, all together with used nails and rock as hammer, their house was build by a single man-power.
It may look like it was about to fall down any minute, but the family residing in it is strong.
"Minhyung I told you no running" His mother was fast to mend Mark, kneeling down, the dark ashes from the coil stain her only dress, smoke was from their stove, it was reminiscent in Mark's nose.
"But you told me to be here before sundown" Mark chirp, he was such a cheerful boy who always love to see the field, promising that one day he will draw it with paint and a canvas that currently they can't afford today.
"Oh here is my boy!" A welcoming voice of a male welcome that made Mark jump in excitement, "Papa!" Mark was lifted by his father, in his embrace, nothing feel safer than it. "look what I got for you!" His father was such in delight, showing a ragged backpack in his hand, Mark's eyes sparkled.
"Your birthday is near so I brought this as a gift, it's time for you to continue school again!" His father announce such happy news, "Yey!" the little boy cheer in such delight.
Mark was too immersed in the bag, that he neglected hearing his parents murmur, "Where did you get that?"
"my co-worker gave it to me don't worry, I didn't use a penny, we both wanted him to continue school he always look at those kids in uniform"
"I know but, can we? You know how hard it is, we barely eat once a day"
"Also...Marcus gave it"
"Marcus?"
"Yeah, your brother"
"He isn't Marcus, Jureon, he is Jaehyun.. And since when did Jaehyun work in the automotive shop?"
"Well you always call him Marcus-- you even named Mark after him. Also you know the boy is worried about you so he took a part-time near our neighborhood"
"Yeah but--I..." a sigh came out as the woman walked out. "go inside the room Minhyung, the ground is dirty" his mom said and Minhyung nodded; their floor was nothing but dirt as there was no free cement provided, only limited; and those were even stolen by his parents, Mark knew yet he turn blind, they need it so he just obey with much anticipation yet when he was about to open the door of their bedroom, a loud bang echoed in his ears, making his whole body shiver, several shouts was heard.
