Lee Minho is the smartest student with a charismatic appearance who doesn't have many friends as he is always too busy being enlightened to gratify his parents.
He hates Han Jisung from the core of his heart, a mediocre student who appeared to be a...
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He somehow got over the morbid incident. Turning eighteen, he decided to move to Incheon. He packed his bags and went to Yerim's room for the first time after her death.
He wanted to take something with him as a souvenir. He let out a drawn-out sigh, always wondering what caused a twelve-year-old to kill herself.
He blamed himself for everything; he didn't know how his sister was feeling or what was happening to her.
As he looked around, he saw Yerim's mini locker. He chuckled when he remembered he used to peak at Yerim's room all the time to know the password of the locker.
It's not like he wanted to see what was inside, he did it to annoy her. He remembered how she puffed her cheeks when he finally found out the password.
But he promised to never open it and he did as he promised.
However, it was time to break his promise. He took the locker and pressed the numbers, opening it for the first time.
He thought it was empty but....there was a piece of paper. A letter!
Opening it, he started wailing as he read it, not in grief but in rage. For being alone in the house, no one heard his agonized screams.
You're a scumbag. You opened the locker, didn't you? You broke your promise. But now that you did, let me tell you something. I couldn't bear the torment anymore. So,I gave up. There was someone who came to my room every night and forcefully touched me. You know who he is. The man who lives here other than us. I chose death instead of living in this disgusting body.
He wanted to take it to the police, but it was futile as no one's name was mentioned explicitly.
All of it dawned on him. His father lied to him again. He made Yerim's suicide appear as a murder both because he wanted to protect the family's name and so his cover doesn't blow.
Scarcely had his father enter the house when he knocked him on the ground. He punched him with all his might.
"She was a little girl! How could you?" He spat out bawling.
"Son, what are you talking about?"
"Shut the fuck up. I'm not your son. You're a beast. You'll die at my hands."
"I'm your father. If I didn't feed you, you could never be here. You should be grateful."
"If you have that shitload of money, why didn't you go to a prostitute?" he said yanking him by the collar.
"Life is not a bed of roses, son. You have to give an effort for every single penny."
"So you'd rape your daughter?" He kicked his stomach and struck his jaw with the last punch. "I DON'T WANT YOUR FILTHY MONEY." He slammed the door, leaving forever.
