❝crystal eyes❞___________________________________
{ nam Joon point of view }
— I came here every time my brain messed up. It is more peace, and relaxing here, in my old room, cozy and warm.
my mother left this house for me, and my sister, while she stayed at gold house — where old people, or unhealthy elders live at, it's like a hospital but better.
I always visit there when i'm free, which is later with my sister; Nam Joo.
the house is still the same, the interior, all the furniture, and even the scent of it.
it makes me remember the past of us, things we always do here, with my mother, my father, and Nam Joo.
we always eat at the floor on a rug, instead of the table in the kitchen. we played together – the four of us, hide and seek, monopoly or cards. though my parents were around 40 above, they still played.
we sometimes slept here, the living room, even if we had our own rooms. we just liked being together.
but things changed, my father died at the age 48 if i'm not mistaken. because of high blood pressure, causing him to got stroke.
mother started to get depressed, and her life was about to stop end, she nearly died of suicide — she was too pained because of her husband died.
luckily that time, I was there to catch her from drowning in the river near to our house. she don't know how to swim, of course she'll die if I didn't save her.
And Nam Joo went to New Zealand just to study there — for her, life was misery. living here was hell, she said, because nobody cared for her.
father died, mother was depressed, and I had to take good care of mother. I was the source of money as well, if I didn't work at night and early morning, we could've be those beggar outside the street.
those stories of mine, was written well on my best selling books called; unbreakable butterfly. I was glad people loved it, and little did they know those story was based on my true story.
after I became a famous author in Korea, New Zealand caught me and Nam Joo heard, so she went back here to congratulated me, and apologises too.
she told me; if it wasn't because of your savings, I would not be at New Zealand by now. I would not own a business, and live in a proper house. thank you, Nam Joon for everything...
of course I'll give up on my money just to let her study abroad, she's my little sister.
but she didn't know that I needed that money too, for my health.
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