Vindictive

Chapter 2

You played with a lit candle, an open fire, and now you're on fire.

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A 20 year old sophomore in college, studying biology as her major. That's who she was, Lee Su Min. Her extremely cute looks were envied by everyone and her brothers deadly martial arts training was feared by everyone. She was beautiful and independent, she lived such a life without depending on anyone, except her brother. They were alone and they preferred it that way. Both lived in Seoul, South Korea, where she went to school at the top university (Seoul university) and he worked at a cafe as a pastry chef. She was more than what she had ever appeared to be.

This is not her story, this is his story, the story of Lee Sung Min and his vindictive thoughts.

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It was 8 am, usually I would be I'm school, taking my English class but I'm at home. Crying.

It was a normal morning, I got up, prepared myself for today and then all of a sudden everything just went blank and I started crying. I still am crying. I always cry when I think about what's happened in the past, I always cry about what could've happened, what I could've done but not thing ever changes with just thoughts.

It was when we were in high school, oh the glory days - not. School over all was and is a pain in the ass. Su Min was a junior in high school, and he was a senior. They had known about each other's presence for a while. He was one of the few people that would actually talk to her, aside from me. When people would avoid her he would approach, he tried to understand her. He eventually asked her out, she asked for my permission first. I agreed naively thinking that he would be the one for my younger twin sister. That's what I thought, and she spent a whole year in a one sided relationship. She once said that "he was my first everything, my first kiss, my first love, my first friend, my first boyfriend and my first time, yet he never felt the same way I did. Oppa, Sungmin Oppa, I don't know what to do without him" Pitiful right? Keep your pity to yourself. I don't need it. I need my little sister back. I miss her so much.

A couple days after the breakup it was our graduation and then we were free from school, I had managed to get a job within the first week of my break. Little did I know that my twin was drinking and smoking her life away because she couldn't handle the pain, the sad feelings-- everything. She was in so much pain that she hurt herself just to stop the hurt she felt when she was thinking about the past. I hadn't known until the very last day, we had entered our sophomore year at the university, it was the middle of the week, it was the day she flew out of everyone's life. She died, committing suicide. We were identical twins, and I had loved her so much, yet I knew nothing of her pain.

Since that day I had sworn revenge on that boy, the one who took my sister away from me, Cho Kyuhyun.