Prologue

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Life sucks. I wish I could go home, to Busan. Seoul is so noisy, there are too many people. I miss home, this life in our countryside house. The birds chirping... I miss this sound... but I was alone back then... I miss the old day when this blond dumbass used to call me a dummy to joke, where this traitor used to be my best friend, where one friend was enough... I miss this brunette who had no problems, who was free... Sometimes I pity my little brother. He was born in Seoul and could never experience the peace of this beautiful city and see the beauty of it... Maybe I should stop thinking about the past, and focus on the present. I have people that I can rely on now, I must forget everything related to the past. These last two years were a mess, but it was the most beautiful mess of my life...

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