Moonbyul, along with her 3 adopted sisters; Solar, Wheein and Hwasa moved to Seol. It was their first time visiting the busy city after being part of the Kim Family. The Kims were very delighted when they saw the 4 girls for the first time, in a li...
I whispered to myself as I tried sniffing my armpits. I've been staying here with Byul since yesterday and I wasn't able to take a shower. I ruffled my sweaty hair, then sniffing my fingers. Damn, it really is smelly.
"Byul-ah!" I said with a hint of boredom
"Hmm?" She hummed as she bit her lower lip. She didn't even look at me. Her attention was glued to the screen of her phone. It's been a while since she started playing that game. Icarus M, I mean. The moment she finished lunch, she immediately grabbed her phone and started playing. Just wait a minute Sandeul-ssi....
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Heol, don't tell me you're being jealous over a game? I sighed as the voice at back of my head said the obvious.
"I want to take a shower" I dryly said as I peeked through her phone. She then hovered her right thumb and parted her lips.
"Its right around the corner.."
"Right" I nodded and grabbed the towel that was hanged in the wall.
Walking through Byul's room, I noticed different pictures that was decorated across the room. Many of them were pictures of her sisters. But one picture piqued my interest. It was the picture of Byul....and..me.
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Being our playful selves, we drew all over it. Like kindergarten kids who got the chance to doodle all they want and nobody can stop them.
It was only when seconds went by when I finally notice how a gentle smile formed in my face. I sighed, I remember this day. It was one of the exciting days that I had. It was the day when my boring, uncolored days were painted by a wide, cheerful smile of four diffrent girls. Fck. When did I become this greasy? Haaa, the affect of being with Byul.
I shivered slightly when my bare foot touched the tile floor of the bathroom. I looked back and turned the door knob, locking it. Without much thought, I started undressing myself.
With a twist, I turned the shower on, feeling in every droplet of water run down my nude body. I scrub here and there. I stopped on my tracks when I was about to touch my right leg. My face turned into a half bitter smile.
I caress gently the small scar. I took in a sigh. This scar was sort of a ...memory of my past.
Flashback
8 years old Sandeul's POV:
"Yah! I told you to stop following me!" I turned around furiously, glaring with all my might to the new girl who without knowing why, followed me wherever I go.
She smiled wildly, as if I've never yelled at her. "Wah, daebak! Sandeul-ah. The view looks awesome!" She dodged the question for the millionth time. She ran at the edge of the cliff and looked down at the vast sea.
"Tsk, My name's not Sandeul! It's Jung-hwan! Lee Jung-hwan! It's totally different!"
"Its really cool here, Right, Sandeul!? The breeze feels great." She said as her back was turned to me.
There she is again with the Sandeul! Why would she even call me that? And, who in the world is she to act as if were close? They just moved in with Auntie Kim 3 days ago.
It's so annoying!
Annoying!
Annoy-
"-Hello, earth to Sandeul..can you hear me?" Without noticing, she was closer than I remembered. A good few inches apart.
...And then it gets more annoying when I'm reminded that she's taller than me! It's so embarrassing to think that a girl, petite as her, is taller than me, Lee Jung-hwan!
"Helllloooo, Saaandeulllll.."
Annoying!
With anger, I pushed her down with all force that my body could release. I closed my eyes and formed a smirk, a sense of pride and power ran through my vein. Ha! That's more like it. Now, this Byul girl would know who's boss--and who's not to mess with.
"A-ouch.." a small voice rung through my prideful endeavor. I reluctantly opened my eyes.
To my horror, what welcome me was Byul, closing her eyes as she reluctantly looked at her knee...which was bleeding, too much.
......No way, I'll get in trouble again. Appa won't come home again because I was a bad boy. I-I don't want that--I miss Appa so much....I can't-- no, it's not my fault. She was annoying me, it's not my..fault.
"Aw..aw..aw I-it hurts. Jeez Sandeul-ah, you surprised me. Help me get up wil--
"-it's not my fault!"
Without hearing her out, or even helping her get up, I turned my back to her. And run as fast as my legs could go. The only thing I could hear was my growing guilt and the loud beating of my heart as if it was some sort of a drum. It was too loud.
I could feel my eyes sting as tears started filling up. Even though it made my eyes blurry, I didn't care. When I could finally make out my house, I opened and went straight to my room, slamming it without my intention.
I took my blanket and went to the far corner of my room. I took my navy blue blanket that Appa gave me for my 6th birthday. It was the last gift from him before he went to work. This peace of cloth was my safe zone, it warms me enough to console me when I miss Appa.
I clenched my cloth as I continue to sob. He would always send me letters whenever he can. Reminding me that I should be a good boy so that he'll come back soon. But its been years. Now that I did that to Byul, she'll probably tell Eomma. And then, Appa will know it..
...I'm such a bad boy.
"Jung-hwan? Dear? Are you home?"
I heard someone asked outside the door. It was a good thing that I was able to make it out between my chokes and hiccups.
"dear?"
she continued knocking
"Mom?" I intended to sound as normal as possible. But what came out was a hoarse voice.
