[BL] Tired Of Living As An Omega

Chapter 114

My memories weren't entirely wrong from the beginning.

I was born under the care of parents who worked in an orchard and a farm. It was true that I was the unexpected seventh child.

"Please grow up healthy."

Even though I was an unexpected child, my parents wished for nothing but my health, now that I had been born.

But I grew up to be a child who couldn't even keep that promise. Afflicted with a rare disease, I spent more days in the hospital than at home.

'One day, I'll get better and be able to leave the hospital.'

Then I'll be able to play outside. I'll make friends and study hard at school.

And I'll be able to help my parents with their work.

As long as I become healthy.

When I was young, every time the full moon appeared in the sky, my wish was always the same.

"Please make me healthy."

Please let me have a day when I can do whatever I want.

But that day never came. Even after one year, even after two years, I couldn't leave the hospital. There was no improvement in my condition, and gradually, I came to accept reality.

That I couldn't get better easily.

Maybe I'll end up living in the hospital for the rest of my life and die there.

As I grew older, these thoughts became clearer, and I gradually lost my joy. With my pale and sickly body, there wasn't much I could do. Within the confines of my limitations, helplessness bloomed and ate some of me. I became more and more depressed.

"Yeo-woon ah, noona's here."

"...Here?"

"What's wrong? Why do you seem so weak? Are you feeling unwell again?"

Yeo-ri noona [1] , the sixth child in our family and just above me, consistently visited me, always concerned for my well-being. Her hands were always filled with reading materials.

"I'm always sick, noona. It's nothing new to feel unwell."

Yeo-ri noona took special care of me among my siblings. While my other siblings visited only when we were younger, as they grew older and busier, their visits became less frequent.

I was sad, even though I understood them. I felt jealous. For me, family was everything. Growing up without a single friend, I was vulnerable to loneliness.

"Yeo-woon ah, are you upset?"

"No, I'm not."

"Stop pretending and read what I brought this time. I went through a lot of trouble to bring it for you because you said you were bored. Are you not going to read it?"

Since Yeo-ri noona knew well that I was starving for entertainment, she took it upon herself to bring me something. Sometimes it was a gaming console or a sketchbook, but knowing my favorite was books, she volunteered to bring heavy stacks of them.

"...Do you want to read?"

"I thought you'd say that. Here, this is a hot new release."

I read various genres of books without discrimination. Among them, novels were my favorite. Experiencing stories indirectly through novels somewhat lessened the longing to go outside. It was inevitable that I grew to love genre novels with thrilling and dramatic happy endings.