Mirage II K. th.

5

Everything I do seemed useless. I felt nothing. I lost my guide for my long journey of this life. He was the most precious bullet of my weapon of life. Without him, I think I already lost this war.

Who's he?

He was... my dad. He was the one who treat me like a diamond. He was the one who always stood for me. He never got tired of me even I already tired with my own self, he was the strongest man and father in this boring planet. He made me feel like 'It's so good to be loved by someone'. He cheered me up whenever sadness hit me. He always gave me his best smile though I knew he was shattered and suffers harder than me.

He raised me by himself, he was my father and my mother. Well, my mother left us. She left us for another man and moved back to Seoul, her hometown and left us in Canada. She never tried to made contact with us, even just for a call.

That happiness didn't last long. Everything turned 180° since I got accepted in Seoul University. It forced me to left him alone for his second time. It was damnly hard to left him alone in Canada, but situation forced me to do.

I moved to Seoul and lived at the apartment owned by my mom's husband. I got the penthouse aswell. How could he gave me this penthouse for free? Maybe he wants to capture my heart and hoping me to treat him like my own father? Hell, no one could replace appa. No one.

Well, it was my 3rd year of college's life. I did a great job for my study, I made a great scores and got a scholarship aswell. I need to made appa proud of me and I wanna made him didn't got so much worries about me. Though we didn't stood at the same land, but he always supporting me. This father-daughter bonding never fail to made my day.

But, on my 22nd birthday I got a big gift sent by God.

The gift was, he took dad with him and brought him to the prettier place above.

Since that time, I couldn't feel anything. Everything is shattering.

And the funny thing was, my mom didn't even care about it. She didn't called me either. I had to bear this hurt and this lost by myself. It made everything turned even worse.

I didn't want to think about it anymore, but my mind kept telling me so. I slowly faded. I already lost my hope, I need a hope.